"That's good. Let you call Gu Limou. He'll be in a hurry." Shangguan Chuchu felt that he was really worried. If he never called himself, he would not have called himself several times in half a day to inquire about the situation.

"Well! I'll tell her later, get busy! I'll get the girl something to eat." Cold arrogant wind looked at Jerry's porridge, a black mass, but dare not give her this thing to eat, do not look back on the cold has not been cured, there is a tummy.

"Okay, keep in touch, bye-bye!" Shangguan Chuchu hung up the phone, and then took the information out of the office,...