C586 Watcher

Qi Lin still had the cold morning air on him. His black leather shoes, stained with the soil of the cemetery, made no sound on the soft carpet.

When Qi Lin was about to walk to the bed, he realized that he had not taken off his coat yet. He had come back in a hurry, and he had accompanied Hou Boqing in the cemetery for a long time. His coat was also stained with a lot of cold air