C2209 Invitation from the Zhang Family

However, whenever she was in a good mood, she would always let her imagination run wild. At this moment, a hint of melancholy appeared in her eyes, and an image of a devilishly beautiful man half reclining in Li Qingyan's arms appeared in her mind.

It was so sour that Cheng Qingqing wanted to reach out and pat her head. Heavens, with her abundant imagination