C127 Watering a sunflower

When the passion ended, I drove Zong Qiaoqiao back to the hospital.

Along the way, she kept complaining. She had wasted too much time and the dean of the department was going to pursue the matter.

None of these concerns seemed to me to be a problem.

When I passed by the advertising company, I went in, and then accompanied Zong Qiaoqiao into their department.

At her introduction