Cheng Ye raised his hands slightly, showing them, "Why didn't you put handcuffs and shackles on me this time?"
"Because..."
Before Shi Xu could finish his sentence, a clear voice from the coffee shop interrupted, "Come in, don't just stand at the door."
Yu Erlan was sitting by the window, holding a small golden spoon, slowly stirring her coffee cup.
The aroma of milk and coffee blended, faintly wafting through the window.
Shi Xu paused for a moment and gestured invitingly.
As soon as the two settled inside, two cups of juice were served, one placed in front of Cheng Ye, and the other held by Shi Xu.
Yu Erlan turned around, dressed in a completely new outfit.
A charcoal-black tactical suit, a wide tactical belt fastened at the waist, high-top combat boots on her feet, with the boot shafts snug against her calves.
