Just like now, because of moving things, his shirt was a little dirty, his hair was a little messy, and there were sweat beads on his forehead.

But this look was particularly interesting in Feng Ziqi's eyes, and even made her blush and her heart beat inexplicably.

She quickly moved her body to the car window: "Today, it's so hot!"

“It’s mid-July now, it’s the hottest time of the year.”

The two chatted casually all the way and soon arrived at Chenglong. Ning Yue and the others were pumping hydrogen to the balloons in the hall.

Gu Yichen parked the car outside the gate: "Chaoyang, Hongbinger, come to help me unload the goods. I am tired, hungry and thirsty, and I am about to have heatstroke. Let me slow down."

"Oh, okay, you rest!" Mu Chaoyang and Deng Hongbing put down their work and quickly went to the gate to help unload the truck.

Ning Yue went to the front desk and poured two glasses of water, handed it to him and Feng Ziqi: "Thank you for your hard work."

Feng Ziqi smiled embarrassedly: "I followed me and didn't help with anything. It was Yichen who was worried about it. He was carrying things and carrying boxes."

Wen Chanjuan said: "He is a seven-foot-foot man in Tang Tang. If he doesn't want him to do these tasks, would he be able to do it again? If I follow him, I will only help to report the list and be responsible for the points."

Gu Yichen glared at her weakly: "I'm so tired, I didn't hear you say a few nice things!"

"It's better to be honest if you sound good. Take a rest and I'll go and bring you food."

"It's almost the same, Ziqi, sit down and blow the fan, cool off."

"Yichen, don't be greedy for coldness. The sweat on your hair has not dried yet. It is easy to get hot and cold when facing the blowing fan." As he said that, he changed the floor fan to face the wall. The wind that was folded over could blow on his body, and it was still cool, but it was not as strong as the wind blowing directly.

Seeing her cares so much about Brother Gu, Ning Yue smiled.

When Feng Ziqi turned around, she happened to meet her eyes.

In order to relieve her being caught when she was peeking at her bag, Ning Yue smiled and said to her: "We usually get along with each other, and at the same time, she thinks that each other is the best brother and sister in her heart."

Feng Ziqi said: "Well, I understand. Jiajia and I often get along like this. Ning Yue, have you ever opened the door tomorrow?"

"I didn't count. The master who often helps me calculate my life has traveled to other provinces. If I can't find someone to count, I just booked one by myself. After 8:00, is it a good time?"

Feng Ziqi nodded: "Well, it's smooth and good, so I'll come here to help tomorrow."

"Aren't your unit busy?" In Ning Yue's impression, celebrities and singers are all very busy.

"The leader gave him three days off and he was just enough to come and help."

"Well, okay, you are welcome, but here I just have food and pay for it."

"How many wages can I get here? Ziqi sang a song, which would be several times the wages we earned here." Wen Chanjuan had already brought two meals downstairs and laughed and joked.

Gu Yichen said: "Everyone said that he came to help, but why did he say that he had a salary? He could make a meal, right, Ziqi."

Feng Ziqi smiled and nodded: "Yes, total voluntary labor!"

Gu Yichen finished the meal voraciously: "Oh, I've been back for so long, why haven't I seen Chengyi and Qi Ming?"
Chapter completed!