C117 Breakout

A cup of warm, foggy milk was placed in front of Jing Shu. She held it in both hands and felt the warmth and power from it. The man who gave her the milk stretched his body, then lazily sank into the sofa opposite.

The man had black hair, but his eyes were the same watery blue of a foreigner, and his features were deep. The man folded his hands on his lap and looked at Jing Shu with a smile