With wide eyes, Gu Qianmeng looked at Qiye incomprehensibly. He apologized?

"Gu scriptwriter, you go, Master Qi Ye means, want to take you around, this is a rare privilege ah --" First of all, cold city converged look, drooping eyelashes, looking at the hesitant Gu thousand dreams.

"I'm tired." Gu Qianmeng didn't want his apology. Close to him is close to injury. She stepped back fearfully and could not help looking up again, but saw Qi Ye's fiery eyes. She lowered her head again. "Thank Qi Xiao for his kindness, but now that I have no work today, I want to rest, revise the manuscript in my room, or do...