"I don't think so. What kind of liquid is it? What is it?"

Ding Yiyi hung her head, followed the pace of the front person, just entered the office, Ye Nianmo went straight to the next dressing room, she did not find, followed the past.

Until he suddenly turned around and her nose tipped into his chest, Ye Nianmo said with a smile, "Are you sure you want to follow up?"

Ding Yiyi looked up at the sign and her face turned red. She brushed her head around, and behind her came Ye Nianmo's bright laughter and the sound of falling door.

Out of the dressing room, Ye Nianmo has...