C1487 The Aftertaste Was Endless

A woman's side face in the eye. It was clear and thin.

Just like Xianxian in his memory.

Because the way she grinded the coffee was exactly the same as Xianxian.

And so, Moo Nuannuan grinded the coffee while Lih Lingye watched her grind the coffee.

For a moment, no one broke the silence in the office.

The silence was only the sound of the coffee grinding and the light breathing of two people