Ji Xifan played with the Doraemon Flying Chess he had just gotten, but his round eyes were wandering between his mother and the aunt in front of her.

The environment of the restaurant was quiet and elegant. Although it was meal time, it was not noisy, just a good place for girlfriends to gather.

"If you hadn't met me today, would you still not contact me?"

An Wansheng stirred the coffee in front of her and looked at Ye Zhiyu with a bit of ...