C1094 Zombie Qiang's Request
"Do I not need to book a flight? What do you mean?" Jing Xiaolu found herself increasingly unable to decipher the young man before her, who was four or five years her junior.
Jing Xiaolu was no stranger to reading people, including the rich and powerful in their forties and fifties whom she could see through at a glance. Yet, in the presence of Qin Feng, she was utterly clueless
