Mu Xiaoqian looked anxiously at the night, but he did not expect Leiyang beside him to reply, "Fill it in as you like."

Mu Xiaoqi is going to be gassy.

That's what it promised?! Lei Yang promised! No brains?!

If it weren't for the look of bamboo in the night, Mu Xiaoqi really wanted to lift the table and walk away. But even so, as she sat there, she felt a pain in her chest.

Sheng Ziqian's hand was shaking, and his pen was about to be unstable! uuuuuuuuuuu

He quickly signed the contract, handed it to Nightscape with both hands, and the pages trembled with his hands.

How can...