On the way to the set, Yang Li kept glancing over at the person in the passenger seat while driving, his distracted and hesitant look clearly written all over his face.
Unable to take it anymore, Zhou Huaiyi, when he looked over again, raised his eyes with a smile and met his gaze: "What's up? Is there a traffic light on my face?"
Their eyes met directly, and Yang Li's hand holding the steering wheel subconsciously trembled as he weakly withdrew his gaze: "…No."
Zhou Huaiyi: "No? Then why do you keep looking at me?"
Yang Li licked his lips, finding it hard to say, mulling over his words, and hesitantly: "Qi Chen… actually…"
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"It's good to be more energetic when you're young…" He smacked his lips, subtly reminding, "But aren't you all still at work now? You have to consider your health, don't you think?"
"??" Zhou Huaiyi looked completely baffled, what the heck are you talking about?
