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... quail.
Driving home, driving fast all the way.
Nie Zihang drove the car into the underground garage, his face was not very good all the time.
Yu Jingxuan sat in the co-pilot, **** the buttons of his cuffs uneasily, glancing at him from time to time.
Lips pursed and parted, opened and closed.
Hesitant to speak.
After the car turned off, Nie Zihang unbuckled his seat belt and turned to look at him.
Alpha's fingers just touched the buckle of the seat ...
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