C368 No Pearl Milk Tea

Zhao Qinghe didn't go anywhere. He just sat in a room backstage. He felt bored and didn't want to be targeted by a bunch of cameras.

"Brother, are you tired?" Zhao Chanqiu came out of nowhere and walked to Zhao Qinghe's side. He reached out and rubbed Zhao Qinghe's shoulder. "Do you want to go back?"

Zhao Qinghe didn't even turn his head, as if he knew Zhao Chanqiu was here.

"I'm thirsty. .