C255 Tea House Meeting

That person did not answer. Tong Yuanyuan held the silver needle tightly in her hand.

When there was only one step left, that black shadow said, "It's me. "

Tong Yuanyuan could tell that it was Gong Yanlan's voice.

"Why are you here so late at night?" Tong Yuanyuan put away the silver needles in her hands, and her tight muscles relaxed a lot.

"I miss you, so I came