" It's always like this in shopping malls. " Zi Jin smiled without any grievances.
He pursed his lips and smiled, and stopped talking, but leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, took out a document from the briefcase, and took the pen again, writing smoothly, he didn't know what he was writing.
Zijin tried her best to tilt her head, this city is about to enter midsummer. Large areas of flowers are in full bloom, crimson and light pink, like a sea of snow. She vaguely remembered that the season of cherry blossoms had already passed, so these flowers are ... ?
The car stopped, and Fang Jialing's voice came from behind: " This is late cherry blossoms. If this season starts, it will really disappear. "
She turned her head to look at him, and he stretched out his hand, tore off a pie
