C1059 Can You Hear Me
On the way back to the studio, Qi Yue bought a glass of pearl milk and held it in his hand.
The spring morning breeze was still cold. Qi Yue immediately felt comfortable after taking a few sips of hot milk tea. His blocked nose was also unobstructed by the cold wind.
By the time he got back to the studio, Qi Yue had already finished eating all the cuisine buns
