Imperial capital
The warm morning light shone on the earth, and the door of the wide villa opened gently. Luo Li was like a wife sending her husband out, gently helping Li Rui adjust his tie.
"Do you need to dress so formally?"
Li Rui looked at Ling xiyi, who was also wearing a solemn and majestic aura, and asked awkwardly.
"After all, we're going to sign the contract on behalf of China. We can't just wear casual clothes, right? The person in charge of the reception Department is almost kneeling outside the door."
"Hehe, Captain, you look good in anything."
After slightly adjusting the position of the tie, Luo Li took two steps back to appreciate her masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.
"After you get off the plane, don't lose yourself in the calls of" handsome boy "and forget to come back."
Finally, she helped Li Rui to tidy his bangs, and Luo Li came to him and joked.
