he was already cold, and now he frowned, with a sense of pressure that was hard to get close to.,on the opposite chair, the assistant is sorting out the data, looking up at Chen Xing, busy and lowering his head, the sound of breathing is unconsciously lowered, trying to reduce the sense of existence.,Zhou Luo certainly won't betray his eyeliner, rolling his eyes and saying, "I miss you. This is a telepathy between father and daughter."。