Liangliang felt like she must have been blinded by lard.
How did she inexplicably agree to give him a chance?
What was she thinking?
Her mind was a tangled mess.
She hadn't seen Song Mu for a long time, not a single piece of news.
Everyone online was still looking for him.
Because the last film wasn't finished, not even the director could find him.
Although he received Liangliang's approval, suddenly he wasn't sure how to pursue a woman.
"Let's go down!"
Su Zui agreed, "Okay."
——
Tang Yanchuan sat on the sofa, his handsome face indifferent, as if pondering something.
Suddenly, his face was kissed.
He turned his dazed gaze to the girl beside him, who was smiling sweetly.
"What's the matter? It's just a kiss on the cheek, no need to look at me with such deep resentment, right?"
Tang Yanchuan vigorously rubbed the cheek she kissed, "Dirty."
