In addition to the chirping of insects, there were actually fireflies. Gu Zhuo was ready to move, but held back because she saw a car approaching from a distance.

It was so late, apart from the guest Qinghan's car, it probably couldn't be someone else.

It seemed that the distance was only a short distance, but because the road was not clearly visible at night, the car drove for several minutes before finally getting close.

The car stopped outside the villa, Gu Zhuo took two steps back, and saw the car door was opened, first came the filming brother, holding a light much brighter than Gu Zhuo's mobile phone, then the staff of the program team, and finally It is cold.

Gu Zhuo greeted the other party with a smile: "Hello—"

In the middle of speaking, Gu Zhuo stopped.

The person who came down last was very familiar, it was none other than Xia Xingmian.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 3 thousand palaces;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Situ Yu; 3529527210 bottles of Parallel Line;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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