C93 Coax Ouyang Bing Bing

It was already late at night. The moonlight was cold and indifferent, and the pedestrians were gradually becoming less and less.

Du Chunfeng walked along the road with both hands in his pockets, a bitter expression on his face. After so much money, he finally missed the last bus and had to walk home.

When he passed by the supermarket, Du Chunfeng stopped, thought for a while, and went in