So ye Ning dialed any Jian's phone, and the phone was answered soon“ Ye Ning, what's up? "
"Nothing. What are you doing?" Ye Ning didn't get down to business at the beginning. I'm sorry.
"Ah, I'm miserable. I was punished by my master to write a review." Any sword cries bitterness.
Ye Ning smiled bitterly. He smoked his mouth. I don't know what to say. It's too coincidental. Is it arranged by heaven? No wonder he hasn't come back so late. I thought he could host the late night program.
"Hey, ye Ning, why don't you talk. I won't come tonight. Tell your aunt not to worry about them. "
"Oh, I see. Write a review."