Li Zhi, You Better Pay Attention to the Mouths of Your Fans!
Jin Jingsen turned around with a cold face, showing no intention of waiting for Li Zhi.
He coldly boarded the car, leaving behind a distant and aloof figure for Li Zhi to see.
Li Zhi's heart trembled.
Tsk, Little Sen, playing hard to get with sister?
Hilarious! Do you really think sister will fall for it? Hilarious! Hilarious! Hilarious! Hilarious! Hilarious!
Li Zhi's watery eyes shimmered, and she bit her lip with her pearly white teeth.
She turned her head, holding the chilled red bean coconut milk in her hand, like a snow fox falling into a trap, excitedly walking towards the trap step by step.
Li Zhi slowly approached the door of the car.
As the door opened, her eyes wandered, and she gracefully stepped onto the stairs.
In the instant, the black car's door closed, a dazzling flash of cold light appeared in a nearby corner.
At this moment, Jin Zeliang's handsome face turned pale, his eyes bloodshot, as he quickly walked towards the set.