Avery Jiang used a tissue box to hold a candle on the bedside table. She couldn't help but feel a little worried: "I can't find the iron box. I feel like wax dripping on plastic products is harmful."
Isaac Zheng was very optimistic: "It's okay. I went to bed early today and it will blow up in a while." She helped Avery Jiang get the power bank, "Sister, I will go back to the room."
She bought a small bundle of candles, lit one herself, and went back as if she was holding the Olympic flame.
The candlelight was too dim, and Avery Jiang could only look at the self-illuminating mobile phone screen. She has always been spotless, and her WeChat notes always include her birthday and her name. Although she has not added her WeChat account to Bai Jisheng so far, she is already well aware of this matter --- she is just waiting to see what happens.
If Delilah Zhao didn't offer to help Bai Jishen celebrate her birthday on the set, she would never step out.
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