C157 She Is Angry She Wants a Cold War

Ji Wanbai didn't say anything and just let the heavy coat fall on her shoulders.

He was holding hands with a man, and she was following behind him.

In the afternoon, the man's figure was tall, his facial features were distinct, and his handsome figure seemed to be cared for by the heavens. The woman's back was slender, her figure was well-proportioned