C951 The Last Meal

While I was distracted, Su Xiangyang raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of me. "What are you thinking about? You are absent-minded. "

I retracted my gaze and squeezed out a smile. "What can I be thinking about? I'm just thinking. Are you not coming back when the time comes? "

After I asked the question, my eyes fell upon Su Xiangyang's face