You're the one I'm counting on

Nangong director was already angry, this woman even dare to pull the director's face directly

is she and Nangong ink really simultaneous interpreting? Br >

at this time, a delicate voice sounded: "director, Li Er is late, please forgive me."

soon a figure with fragrant wind turned to Nangong, and she pulled Nangong's sleeve to beg for mercy

"I'm sorry, director. The makeup and clothes of the Hougong opera are complicated. Please forgive me for the delay."

Nangong Mo just rubbed his anger, "who dares you to touch me?"