C3581 Leaning on a Tree to Catch the Cool

As the car drove into the military compound, Zhang Xingyun made a call to Old Master Wen. The people on the other side of the phone were smiling very happily, as if Zhang Xingyun's concern made him very happy. Even this tone of voice carried a hint of intimacy, "What kind of wind makes you think of me?"

"Hur hur, I wanted to come over a long time ago. All the cars are already downstairs