C29 Pot of porridge

In the afternoon, they gathered at the mahjong hall for a table.

These few days, Zhou Fangfang was in a bad mood and wanted to rest at home. Who knew that thinking about this would make things even more troublesome? She decided to leave it to fate, hoping that Tian would drink some tea and not mention this matter. She still went to the mahjong hall. Since he had something on his mind