"Forget it, I don't think so. Maybe I'm too tired recently..." Joe in front of the dressing table shook his head like ice, stopped the unrealistic ideas in his head, and didn't know what to think in the dressing mirror...

"It seems that I should do yoga in the future. During this period of time, I am too tired to rest well. That's why I am like this, uh..." Joe Rubing muttered in front of the mirror for a while. Look left and right.

"It seems that my figure is not as good as before..."

Ye Cheng, who is in his fantasy, suddenly heard Qiao Rubing's soft self-talk, and forgot...