C645 Distracted

The smile on Xi Yan's face froze. He couldn't help but think of Qingli again. Thinking about who she had met in the coffee shop last time, was it a man or a woman? How long did the two of them chat for? In short, a series of questions about Qingli filled his heart.

"Daddy, why aren't you saying anything? Daddy, daddy!" On the other end of the phone