"You're thin."

"You're more beautiful."

Two people looked at each other affectionately. Xia Ling touched Zhao Bin's cheek and said with some distress.

Zhao Bin is full of love when he looks at Xia Ling. In his eyes, Xia Ling is the most beautiful woman in the world.

"What are you doing in Beijing?"

"Management company."

"Company?"

"Get on the bus first, it's a long story, let's talk on the way."

Zhao Bin did not intend to hide, of course, about the ghost fire organization, he still has to avoid the heavy and light, he does not want Xia Ling to worry.

Along the way, Zhao Bin has been telling...