"Queen, will we get fired when we play with this COS?" Meng Haixiang looked at Zhou Yueze's suit, which was made like magic. He looked at the label, "Tuck, Fan Sizhe's..." A COS is such a big handwriting.

"What kind of fire can you play with?" Long Yixue was wearing a sunset red breast dress. The makeup artist was making her hair. She looked at Meng Haixiang in the mirror with a lollipop in her mouth. She picked up her eyebrows and said, "Today it's a revenge for stealing the limelight. There's a media presence... Not very handwriting, Zhou Yueze can afford to lose this face, the Longjia can not...