C327 Dinner 2

When Mu Qing woke up, the sky had already darkened.

Her eyes were hazy and her hair was scattered on her fair face. There was a bewitching beauty that was deeply imprinted in Shi Qincheng's heart.

He put down his phone and walked to Mu Qing's side.

He sat beside Mu Qing and placed her fingertip on his lap. He gently rubbed it, and tapped on the lower part of his calf a few times