Just when the whole plane was dark, Shao Yiqi suddenly slipped out of the VIP cabin behind him, and ran to Yang Ruoqian's side with a very dead face.

"What for?" Yang Ruoqian took a bottle of freshly squeezed juice from Chang Zhiqing's hand and asked angrily, "Aren't you playing a gunfight game?" ”

Shao Yiqi sat down on the vacant seat and comfortably set himself a massage mode: "I'm the producer of this movie, how can I not witness it with my own eyes."

"Say the Eighteenth Line, What the Hell, What the Hell" Chapter 293 Don't stop me, I'm going to fly back! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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