That day lasted for about a week, and Su Yuzhe became a regular customer in the villa. Eating at home became a common occurrence.
Today, Ling Weiwei's condition was pretty good. After staying at home for a week, she could n' t stand staying at home anymore.
"Shu Ya, what are you doing? Do you have time? I want to go out for a stroll." Helplessly, he searched through his phone's address book and found only one possibility that Yan Shuya could make an appointment.
"Wei Wei, what's wrong? I still have a picture in my hand. What's wrong?" Yan Shuya put the phone between his right face and shoulder, and he was sorting out the unfinished drawings.
When the Ling Weiwei who was originally hopeful heard her words, he suddenly felt like a balloon that had leaked out of his breath. He pouted and
