C1197 The House Was too Small, so He Couldn’t Stop the Car.

Lee Duoxi's eyes lit up. "Is there a new movie or a TV series?"

"We'll know when the time comes."

"About that, about that..."

"Just say what you want. I don't like to dilly-dally." Yang Xuan was wearing a sleeping robe and sitting on the sofa, eating fruits. However, Lee Duoxi's words made Yang Xuan feel uncomfortable.

"What's the pay?"

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment before he laughed