As Soon as Bai Yueguang Came Back, He Became a Licking Dog Again

Wen Qingran returned to China and took on a big project as soon as he set up a studio. The reporter interviewed Fu Shi'an, the heir to the Fu family, and asked him why he chose such a little-known small studio to cooperate. Fu Shi'an's smile was playful and nonchalant, "Of course my predecessor's studio will come to support us." He seemed to be smiling, but there was a hint of coldness in the corner of his mouth. "The owner of this studio is fair-skinned and beautiful, with a slim waist and long legs. When I was young and frivolous, I was much more cute than him." The reporter took care of his face and asked, "Then why did we break up? It must have been because you got tired of playing, right?" "No." Fu Shian's tone was casual, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, "It's because he got tired of playing." "Dump me." Journalists, "..." The scene was quiet for a moment, and then they all looked at the handsome man standing aside. Wen Qingran raised her eyes, but the latter was so cold that she didn't even look at him. But that night. Fu Shi'an broke into his apartment, pressed him down and kissed him wildly, rolling him over and over and crushing him. He kept saying that he would never be his dog again. But the day after he left, Fu Shi'an appeared in Wen Qingran's studio again. With a cold and handsome face, he said, "What takeout? Eat with the sponsor's dad." Wen Qingran said, "..." Purpose: Inspirational