"Hey, we are all the same people, why are there such big differences?"

"No."

Li Qingge thought about the years he spent in school, and then shook his head crazily.

It’s better not to recall bad memories.

"Are you still playing games?"

"No, I don't know what to say. When I played it as a toy, I thought this game was quite fun. Now I have to play it every day, and I'm tired of it."

Sang Luoqi looked at the defeat on the screen.

"It's getting harder and harder to play. I'm so anxious that I'm about to burst into pimples. I'll have to cry and complain later."

Li Qingge had no choice but to comfort Sang Luoqi, fearing that Sang Luoqi would be so angry that he would smash his phone.

Fortunately, Sang Luoqi's mood changed quickly.

"What are you doing these days?"

"I'm bored. I can't go back. Sister Qinghuan said she would let me live in Shengshi for the next few days. I have already planned my life for the next few days. I will eat, sleep, walk the dog, and play with my mobile phone."

The more Sang Luoqi listened, the more envious he became.

"When will the next episode of that couple's variety show be recorded?"

"It seems that we have to wait until the first episode is broadcast, and then start recording the second episode. The recording takes three days, but it is only one episode, at most one hour and twenty minutes."

"Then you just have fun these days." As soon as Sang Luoqi finished speaking, he thought of something.

"If you have nothing to do, go to the company and practice waist drum. I saw you dance the waist drum last time. If it doesn't work, then talk to the dance teacher."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Li Qingge looked at the time and saw that she had been playing like this all afternoon.

The fluffy tail brushed against Li Qingge's feet, tickling him a bit. When Li Qingge turned around, he saw the towel roll lying on the ground.

Then he rubbed the towel-wrapped big butt very vigorously.

The towel roll raised his head, glanced at Li Qingge, and then lay down again.

Probably because the golden retriever in front of me lives too comfortably.

So Li Qingge decided to go out to eat with a towel roll.

Looking at the leash in Li Qing's singer, the towel roll suddenly jumped up.

Mom is going to take him out to play.

As soon as he goes out, the towel roll is like a wild horse running wild, but the dog is still very conscientious and knows to wait for his mother who is in trouble.

Li Qingge went downstairs and saw Xie Changyi holding his Corgi.

"What a coincidence?"

"Where are the others?"

"Where's the crew!"

"oh."

Li Qingge blinked and stared at Xie Changyi with burning eyes.

"Why, you want his contact information, I'll give it to you!"

Xie Changyi looked at Li Qingge like this.

"Li Qingge, you are really not afraid of what we have!"

"I really hope you two can do something. As a fan, of course I have to firmly believe that it is absolutely impossible for me to beat CP."

Xie Changyi gave a thumbs up.

Both of them went to have dinner, and then they got together.

Li Qingge glanced at Xie Changyi for a while, and Xie Changyi got tired of looking at him.

"Li Qingge, believe it or not, I dug out your eyes."

"Do not believe."

Li Qingge hated that iron could not become steel.

"You said you had a great time, but why haven't you come back? It's been four years. What are you waiting for? What is more important than continuing to sing!"

Xie Changyi looked at his undocked Corgi wagging his big tail and felt a little distracted for a moment.

"have."

Li Qingge was stunned, and Xie Changyi looked at her with extremely firm eyes.

"There is one thing more important than my singing."

Li Qingge's Bagua soul was burning brightly, and he didn't even have time to ask.

He was pushed back by Xie Changyi.

"Don't ask, I won't tell you if you ask!"

"Tsk, who cares about what?"


Chapter completed!