C88

Chapter 88 - Women

Bread and milk.

The sausage also has fruit and lettuce salad.

All western-style breakfast.

Shui Qingmo was really hungry.

Therefore, everything tasted good.

Occasionally, she would raise her head to look at Mei Mutian who was facing her. He had always looked so refined and elegant, as if he was a moving painting. She couldn't help but take a few more glances at him