Ye Fan hesitated for a moment: "My brother-in-law has not had a good waist recently and can't ride it."

He was not afraid of embarrassing or humiliating, but he felt that this was a bit ambiguous and erotic, which was not very good.

Tang Qiqi rolled her eyes: "I can't stand my waist at such a young age? Who believes it?"

Ye Fan coughed: "There are too many things recently, and I have overworked, causing lumbar muscle damage."

Tang Qiqi turned her head slightly and smiled and said to herself: "Is the lumbar muscle strain? Yes, having a long separation with Sister Hongyan is better than a newlywed marriage, and the damage can be understood."

"Okay, you can do it if you don't become a turtle."

Tang Qiqi smiled and said, "I'll try to be the male lead in my play for a few days next month."

"bite--"

Ye Fan was about to change another one, but suddenly his phone vibrated.

He gently patted Tang Qiqi on his body, walked to the side with his earplugs to answer.

Ye Fan had just fed it, and the respectful and solemn voice of the Eight-faced Buddha came from his ears:
Chapter completed!