C675 At the Press Conference

Just after four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had withdrawn its faint glow, as if it were afraid of the cold, and hid itself in the clouds as thick as cotton.

Qin Xiaofei had never been in love, nor had she ever fallen in love with a person. This was the first time. She was afraid that she would fall in love and it would only be a child's play in the end