C447 Xinlong Group Meeting

"Zhenyu, can I lean on your shoulder?"

Next to the fence, Shen Me's black hair was blown by the cold wind, revealing her head, which was as smooth as jade.

She subconsciously wrapped her coat around herself and leaned against Guo Zhenyu's shoulder beside her. There was a happy smile on her face!

Feeling the warmth and weight coming from his right shoulder