C507 Dust Memory

Shen Haosoong endured the so-called trade.

Shen Haosoong took off his jacket, hung it up and threw his shoes randomly. Then, he put on a pair of slippers and walked towards the kitchen.

A bowl with a pair of chopsticks and two plates of cold dishes. Shen Haosoong sat down quietly and lowered his head to eat the rice in the bowl.

The sound of high heels came from the stairs