The International Music Queen, qingyue

Shi qinglan's Red lips curled up slightly. I won't consider it.

She gave the answer almost without thinking. She tilted her head, put the phone between her ear and shoulder, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

"Please don't." Nan zhiyue took off her sunglasses lazily.

Her alluring peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. She raised her charming face to look at the sun and raised her arm to her forehead.

She pouted her red lips. the last time you released a new album was last year. If you don't write a new song now, I curse you to be forgotten by your fans!

Shi qinglan wiped the foam off the corner of her lips.

She lowered her head and smiled. before I'm forgotten by my fans, shouldn't you be worse off after being fired by your agency? "

Hearing this, Nan zhiyue suddenly turned over and sat up.

She bent one knee and placed her arm casually on her knee like a boss. Shi qinglan, you tricked me! she said.