C339 Out

With countless questions, Cang Ling pushed open the door to the next lounge. This lounge was rather small and the scene inside was clear. The moment she saw the tall figure with his back facing the door, Cang Ling was sure that it was Mou Yu.

Smelling the faint smell of tobacco in the room, Cang Ling wrinkled her nose. Did he smoke?

"What for?"

Every time she found Mou Yu