The president says that a lady can't listen to rubbish (1)

In less than half an hour after this incident, Xia Bo Li had changed rooms.

Her flower vase was gone.

Luo tianlin, on the other hand, was sitting on the sofa in the hotel room, his long legs pulled up in his suit pants. He could barely tolerate the poor material of the cushion. if you have a night scene to shoot at night, go home. I'll come and pick you up.

Two days ago, there was a night scene, and he had to work overtime, so he let Lin Qi accompany her to sleep in the hotel.

With her head lowered, Xia Bo Li's long, slender neck was revealed. She hummed listlessly and even poked at the script with her little finger.

It was a little awkward.

That pair of wild mandarin ducks were probably scared out of their wits.

Compared to them, she was still considered better.

Luo tianlin glanced at it and said, " I've talked to director Wang. The broadcast time has been set. It'll be broadcasted weekly on jiangcheng TV station.