C47 No Brains and No Unhappiness

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But Jiang Tang and Ah Fu obviously didn't like this kind of chemical reaction.

It was a chilly February evening, and the snow soaked wind was blowing against the window frame. Jiang Tang ordered a bowl of tea from the waiter, and the rising smoke blurred the handsome and delicate face of the man in front of her.

It was Liang Qi, who didn't look happy