"That's enough." Mo Chu chuckled. "You go ahead. I'll just follow you."
"Okay!" Qin Yue immediately nodded and agreed.
When the cameramen who were chasing after Qin Yue heard this, they could not help but feel relieved. They panted heavily. This was great. Now they could finally relax a little.
However, before he could finish his breath, he saw Qin Yue, who was in front of him, shake off his hooves. He was like a wild horse that had escaped its reins. He was running even more energetically than before.
Sigh! What was going on? Could he understand Mo Chu's pace? He should go running a little slower!
Then, the cameraman's eyes were filled with tears. Why was Mo Chu, who looked like a delicate and weak little girl, running so fast? She even looked relaxed. Then, he looked at the staff behind him, and they were as tired as a dog. Did they dare to make this comparison any clearer?
