C511 Pet of the Entertainer

When Zhang Liangcheng received the call, he was in bed. The woman beside him looked at him resentfully, "Not bad, I'm in a hurry."

Zhang Liangcheng covered the speaker on his phone with his hand and winked at the woman.

The woman rolled her eyes in annoyance. She used her red nail polish to hold the phone and browsed through Weibo.

"What's the matter