Would you spend half an hour with a little bun in exchange for the contact of your dream guy? Would you agree?
Mu Qiu remained composed and immediately agreed, seriously saving Cheng Zhirang's name as a contact.
[Cheng Zhirang: Thank you, Miss Mu. Chengcheng's mom asked me to pass on her gratitude.]
Mu Qiu thought for a moment and replied—
[No problem, it's convenient for my novel research.]
Adding a handsome male actor as a friend was indeed dream material for the next book.
But Cheng Zhirang was destined never to know her intention.
[Cheng Zhirang: I hope you find the material you're looking for; articles with real experiences are indeed more engaging.]
[Thank you, I already found it.]
It will appear in tonight's dream.
Long legs, muscular ape-like back, wasp waist, strength, and a sweat-drenched translucent white shirt.
