At this time, Qiu Ling suddenly appeared in front of him, but it seemed that she was still angry. She sat down in front of Zhou Lin, holding his mouth tightly. Obviously, she still couldn't find a better seat after walking around, and she couldn't find a better one at all.
Qiu Ling took out her notebook from her backpack, turned her head away from Zhou Lin, and started to do her work. She was really beautiful with a faint fragrance, which made Zhou Lin even more charmed. But at the thought of Qiu Ling's occupation, a sense of hatred welled up in Zhou Lin's heart.
"God, how can I fall in love with such a woman?" Zhou Lin thought to himself. He loved her and hated her, so he took out a cigarette, lit it, and puffed out a smoke ring slowly. Obviously, his purpose was to drive Qiu Ling away
