C1115 What Is the Taste of Love?

Yang Chuchu saw her mother turn around and she could not wait to get out of the car. She was wearing a red coat and had long black hair and makeup on her face. Walking in the spring breeze, she felt more charming and beautiful than the flowers in the flower bed.

"Mom, what did you talk to him about?" Yang Chuchu hurried to Cheng Ying and asked in a low voice.

"Nothing, just a casual chat