Luo Ziwen really planned to send Qi Ziyuan to the parking lot in a down-to-earth manner, and he didn't think about anything at all, but looking at Jin Ze on the side and the little wolf dog who was always guarding him, he felt a kind of anger that his cabbage was arched by others.

didn't hold back for a while, and before Qi Ziyuan pulled the car door and got into the car, he stopped the other party again, "Ziyuan, wait a minute." ”

Holding on to the car door, Qi Ziyuan tilted his head to look at him, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Well, if you're not busy next Monday, can you come to the set?" Including the invitation of anticipation, Jin Ze's eyes on the side became even more gloomy, Luo Ziwen didn't care about his emotions at all, stepped forward, and flew at Qi Ziyuan playfully while holding the body, "If you're not busy, come to me on the set." ”

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