C373 Song Qi Was a Cunning Mind

It was past ten in the morning, the sun was warm, and there was no heat under the trees.

Soong Qi stood there silently. Little Zhongling looked at him, then sat on the small tile beside the tree. She didn't want to just stand there. How tired was she?

Sitting on the tile, bored out of her mind, Little Zhongling could only watch the people on the street. When she felt bored