"I'm not going to see him, I'm going to work, I'm going to work!" Qiu Jiayi looked up and explained it carefully.

Looking at Sheng Lingyao's gloomy expression, we can see that he cared about the last thing again.

"It doesn't make any difference to me!"

Lower her head and nibble at her lovely earlobe.

"Is it not good to work in the next prosperous age? We can get along with each other day and night. We can meet each other all the time. We don't need to miss them all the time. Don't you want to be with me all the time? Uh huh?

The mute voice was full...