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... aid that he was sick and vomiting. He was sleeping like a pig in the front passenger seat.
Even Gao Zixiang around him fell asleep by the window.
Jing Huan holds the gift box, sits in the middle of the seat, carefully shrinks his shoulders and feels like a fool.
"It’s strange and quiet," Lu Hang said suddenly. "Or open a song to listen to?"
Jing Huan said with a sigh of relief: "Okay."
Lu Hang clicked on mobile music, connected to Bluetooth, and wondered: "What ...
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