C1258 Lu Shaozheng the Son of Wu Long

Three o'clock? Why did he come looking for him himself?

Subconsciously, Ye Ling wanted to look up his phone. Taking a step forward, Lu Yanhao had already grabbed her waist: "Eating dinner, I came specially to pick you up!"

"Eating?" It was just a phone call, was there a need to be so formal?

Raising his brows and glancing at him