C154 Artificial Snow

Not long after that, Qin Yichen pushed open the door again, but his expression was even darker than before. He sat down next to Song Kexin. Qin Yichen raised his hand and placed his left hand on the back of the chair behind Song Kexin. He looked very intimate.

His gaze swept across his body, but Qiu Yuhan's emotions did not fluctuate at all