บท 285: 133 Fog (Part One)

These two girls were taking a long time. Ming Jing frowned.

"You eat first. I'll go look for them."

Qu Feitai wanted to say "let me go", but when he thought of his own identity, he helplessly sighed.

This identity is such a burden.

Ming Jing had just stood up when she saw Ming Chen and Ming Ti walking over.

Ming Chen was desperately trying to signal her, but Ming Jing stood still, looking at the two figures behind Ming Chen and Ming Ti.

Both were familiar faces.

"Ms. Zhu, today you have to owe me a favor." Before the person arrived, Zhao Qin's voice was like her, unrestrained and passionate, like a ball of fire burning towards her.

It was not easy to make Zhu Mingjing owe someone a favor.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qin's smile on her face grew even wider.

It was really worth coming out today.

"Ms. Zhao." A young girl in a white dress stood under the dim lantern light.

Her face was as beautiful as a lotus flower, with the otherworldliness of a quiet orchid in an empty valley.