C1361 Fried with Iron Rod

Ding Yiyi didn't agree with her. "Outside of work, I'm just being myself."

Qiu Bai was a little surprised. This was the first time she had heard these words in front of an artist. She had seen too many young men with flying branches become arrogant and cold.

"Let's go."

As soon as they got in, a car drove up from the side, and Ding Yiyi and the person in the back of the car met face to face