C315 Writing Songs

In the hotel room, Qiao Ye was quietly playing the guitar, Jian Mo's face hovering in his mind.

The assistant knocked on the door and walked in. He placed the itinerary in his hand on the table in front of Qiao Ye. There were a few performances and parties written on it, all of which invited Qiao Ye to perform.

Qiao Ye stopped and put the guitar aside