Lucas disapproved and glanced at Gwen, a bit funny and angry, so obviously throwing the pot at him, he really thought he couldn’t see anything?
Gwen received his gaze, stuck out his tongue, held the phone in both hands and handed it to him, looking at him slightly playfully, with a slightly coquettish smile in his smile.
Lucas glared at her, took the phone out of breath, made a cold voice, and said faintly: “It’s me, will you be free tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow?” Gu Lin was a little surprised when he heard Lucas ask him this question, “I will be free tomorrow, basically no arrangements have been made.”
“Well, come here tomorrow for a gathering in Suyuan.” Lucas continued his usual simple and rude speech, and would never say a word for things that can be solved in one sentence.
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