C412 Why Didn't You Protect Her Well

Five years later.

"Yes."

H. L.

Hee Moxiao had already resigned from her position as an agent and continued to pick up her precious camera.

Zhang Di hugged her thigh and cried like a man who was about to cry, "Wuuwaa …" Sister Xiao, don't go. Who will take me with you? I can't act well without you. I can't even do any commercial