C319 Satire
After returning to the side room, Song Chongjing unhappily sat in front of the chair, the expression on his face extremely dark. Xi Mengyao looked at Song Chongjing's expression and lightly sighed, then went to the side to light up the lily fragrance.
He sat beside Song Chongjing and poured a cup of tea for him, "Here you go!"
After reaching out to receive the teacup