"I'm holding a celebratory feast outside now. Why don't you keep it for me next time?"
Qiao Meng's words were tinged with regret.
"Sigh, I've specially prepared it for you!" "Where are you? I'll send it over to you." Qiao Meng refused to give up.
"Where are you?" Ling Xiao Yue did not want to ask her to come, but the current Qiao Meng was not something she could refuse.
"I'm in your company and I don't have anyone." Qiao Meng's voice was filled with grievance.
"Can you give it to the doorman? Or to the security guard on duty. "
Hearing this, Qiao Meng became coquettish. "No way, I'm giving this to you!"
Ling Xiao Yue could not stand Qiao Meng's coquettish actions. She frowned and said, "Wait for me, I'll go over now."
After hearing Ling Xiao Yue say this, she agreed, "Mn, it's a deal! I'll wait for you. "