C50 Fight

Gu Qishao had waited for Murong in the coffee shop, but it was still the famous coffee shop. Xu Anqing was in charge of squatting down and peeping around in seclusion. Just as she hid in a corner and paid attention to what was going on outside, her head was heavily knocked on. She turned her head in pain. "Who is it?" Seeing who it was, she instantly smiled happily