C39 Have Only One Preference

Jiang Yanzhi, who wasn't very keen on sweets, had to admit that this Thousand Level, which had made Andi line up for two and a half hours, still had something to offer.

The entrance was sweet but not greasy, melting with a single sip, like a cloud.

An Di sat by the table, holding a pen in one hand and her face in the other. She played with the pen in her hand, "Since it's Jiang's treat