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... Qingyi sooner, Ji Xunyuan hardly stopped on the road, and it was compressed into ten hours. Rongcheng.
Driving all the way, not only was his body not tired, but he was full of energy, as if the blood in his whole body was surging upwards.
Sitting in the car, he looked up at the faint light in the room on the second floor, curled his lips, and sent Xia Qingyi a WeChat message.
【have you slept? 】
【No. 】
As an internet writer, staying up late is her norma ...
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