C93 Former Husband Wants to Recombine

Ji Xinqing shook her head, not daring to think any further.

She must have felt wrong. That's impossible. Tang Jinyao, that's impossible … Interested in her.

All the families picked a lot of vegetables, the chef stir-fried dish after dish.

That night, they ate happily.

In the evening, Ji Xinqing sat on her bed and played with her cell phone.

Meng Lanshan lay beside her with her eyes wide open