C643 Lost Soul Soup

"Xue Feng?"

Mo Nan blinked.

It was not his fault that he had a bad memory. He was sure that even if he had seen Xue Feng, he would not have left a deep impression on him.

To put it bluntly, Xue Feng was not that special. Otherwise, he would definitely remember him.

Xue Xiaomi looked at his expression and covered his face in embarrassment