C360 Slimming and Exercise(1)

Jiaang Xin looked around and smiled as she took a sip of the soup from Zhang Teng's hand. "I don't think it's you."

"Maybe it's made of mint." As she spoke, Jiaang Xin pointed to the door and saw a graceful young girl standing there.

Zhang Teng looked at the unknown peppermint and waved at her with a smile. When she sat down, he asked habitually