C1081 Not the Real Her

To the south of the resort was a quaint coffee shop, and its furnishings were retro, and the ancient Roman paintings of the Middle World and the fading green of the ivy gave a warm atmosphere.

Feng Jingmo pulled the chair by the window open and made a welcoming gesture.

Su Rann did not act naturally. She was so flustered that she did not even dare to look at Mr. Feng.

After shouting