C141 Chapter 141

“Yeah. Come on—let’s go to my place.” Wenmei led Wenkai home, and behind them Jianjun was so mad he was practically grinding his teeth.

Wenmei grabbed a backpack and wrapped up all the leftover sugar-roasted chestnuts from the afternoon in brown paper, then packed them for Wenkai.

Then she went back into the room and came out carrying a bottle of passion fruit tea, a bottle of honey