Zong Xiaman's mind is full of messy ideas. He really has no appetite to eat. He chooses two chopsticks at will and doesn't want to eat any more. He sits by and waits for Shen yuecang to finish eating and then prepares to go home.

Shen yuecang was staring at her uneasily. She thought of her silly words just now, sighed a little, and stretched out her hand to open the hair in front of her forehead, revealing a round and full forehead.

"in front of me, you don't need to take yourself as the shadow of anyone, no matter Zong Xia or Xia Xia You are who you want...