So Ye Ning called Yijian's phone, and the phone was quickly answered. "Ye Ning, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, what are you doing?" Ye Ning didn't get to the point at the beginning, so I was embarrassed.

"Ah, I was miserable, and I was punished by the master to write a review book." Any Jian cried.

Ye Ning smiled bitterly, and his mouth twitched. I don't know what to say. This is a coincidence. Was it arranged by heaven? No wonder he hasn't come back so late, and thought he could host a late-night show.

"Hey, Ye Ning, why don't you talk anymore. I won't be here tonight. Tell auntie, don't they worry."

"Oh, I see, you can write a review."

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