"Qingyu Pavilion?"
Chen Fei walked through several streets and stopped in front of a building. There was a constant stream of people at the entrance. Compared to other shops, Qingyu Pavilion was filled with hearty laughter and occasional flirtatious voices.
"Sir, would you like to come inside and take a rest?" The girl at the door saw Chen Fei stop and quickly invited him warmly.
As soft as the misty rain in Jiangnan, the girl's gaze seemed to be looking at her own lover, making it hard for anyone to resist getting lost in it.
"I have some other matters to attend to. I'll come another time." Chen Fei smiled faintly, waved his hand, and walked away.
It had been many days since he last practiced with Chi Shuqing. When it came to matters like this, if you didn't experience them often, your thoughts might be somewhat restrained.
