Chapter 142: Playing Mahjong

Jiang Mian smiled and asked him instead of answering, "Are you cold?"

"not cold."

Of course he wasn't cold. He searched among the crowd for a long time before he found Jiang Mian.

All kinds of people, he knew at a glance that they were not Jiang Mian.

Tired from walking back and forth, I stood on the side of the road to take a breather, and then I looked up and saw Jiang Mian sitting through the glass window.

The face is beautiful and peaceful.

She was very obedient, and the warm light shone on her body.

She was shaking the quicksand phone case in her hand out of boredom, and was also waiting for him.

He watched it for a long time, thinking that this scene was so beautiful, it was so beautiful that it moved his heart.

Then I saw her dialing the phone again.

His cell phone rang.

Her unhappy voice and movements were presented to him together, vivid and lovely.

Before letting her look back, he was still pant