C322

In the evening Feng Yuan, the depth of field was indeed in the study room. Seeing Jing Zhuozhuo enter, he stood up with a smile to welcome her.

"Come, come, play with me."

It looked like he had been waiting for a long time for a plate.

Jing Zhuozhuo, however, was not in the mood to play chess. She was pulled by Jing Chen to sit at a small table, but her brows were still locked