Wang Zuxian left in the car and leaned against the rear window of the taxi. His long hair was blown by the wind, carrying a few strands of black hair. Rouge Snow's collarbone under her neck was charming, and the red lips on her fair and pretty face were pouted, accompanied by the song on the radio.

Whistle.

"Hold you, the original warmth will appear again

In my heart, the childish dreams of childhood are not polluted

Today, I try to be side by side with you again

The love of the past is now added with freshness

When I look at you, the warmth in my eyes is electrified..."

What a coincidence, it's the song "Love in the Past" again. Zhang Guoyuan is really popular.

Wang Zuran smiled and helped his best friend to scold the scumbag director, feeling refreshed.

Originally a certain figure had been forgotten, but as soon as the music started, he hummed.

This driver is much better than the unlucky driver who doesn't understand appreciation and has no artistic talent.

My beautiful eyes glanced at the stubble-bearded uncle driving upright in front of me. Well, he was just not as handsome as the driver.

Hey, what's the driver's last name? Forget it, it doesn't matter! Oh, it seems to be named Wu! It seems that Wu Ji hasn't eaten the soup dumplings for a long time. Do you want to call Ah Hong and eat the soup dumplings together?

A certain director surnamed Wu who is still secretly feeling good about himself doesn't know that for a foodie, delicious food is more important than handsome guys.

By the way, can the handsome guy eat it? Are the soup dumplings juicy?
Chapter completed!