C2015 Long Shaowen Jin Meizhi's Invitation

"This is a teahouse in the temple. There is only plain food here …"

Long Yuqun also stood up, he wanted to grab the teapot from her, "Let me do it!"

Lowering his head, he was the first to catch a glimpse of a cyan and purple scar on Jin Meizhi's wrist. Before he could fully retract his sight from that familiar face