Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

But it doesn't matter, she didn't use him, nor did he borrow any power from him, even if he went to investigate, it probably wouldn't help.

Jin Yu thought about it in his heart, pondered for a while, and there will be no accidents, then he raised his head, and his tone softened a bit, listening to his fickle heart, it seemed to be tickling, and his heartbeat was unbearable.

"It's getting late, I still have to go to the set, it's hard to drive in snow, so let's go early."

"Hmm." Bo Qing nodded casually, and then, looking at Jin Yu, her lips parted slightly, but the words came out.

"Qiqi, on the set, do you still have any problems with Fang? Tell me, and I'll help you deal with it." [

"No." Jin Yu shook his head, afraid that he would not believe it and continued to add: "Really not."

She didn't tell, and he didn't ask.

If he wants to know, he can naturally ask.

However, he has always pampered her. She can play as she likes and make troubles as she likes. Under Su Mo's nose, if something troublesome happens, someone will tell him immediately.

He doesn't care about anything, he just needs to clean up the mess for her.

Thinking in this way, Bo Qing stretched out his hand, stroked her hair, smiled lowly, bit the soft little flesh on the back of her neck, and said softly: "Well, if you don't have it, you don't have it."

"What does it mean if there is nothing, there is nothing!"

Jin Yu imitated the ruthless movements, raised his head, and bit his nose: "It's true! I will use my own ability to compete with her."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want."

Boqing knows Jinyu's temper, and no one can stop her from doing what she wants to do.

Just like now, she wants to be the actress. After all these years, who can convince her?

And he won't help her either, just let her mess around, anyway, her little head may not be inferior to Fang Yiran.

As long as she's relieved, just let her go.

Immediately, he saw that it was getting late, and the little girl in his arms also needed to go to the set, so he was going to go down in the ink, and when it was late, he was going to mess around with him again.