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Even so, the speed wasn’t slow, and in winter, the cold wind hit the face, chilly.
She sat on the back of the motorcycle, the biting wind felt like it was cutting through her, the speed wasn’t slow, and there was nothing around to provide a sense of security, so she could only grip Jiang Chengsi’s clothes more tightly, burying herself behind him.
If you haven’t been shielded by a man, you’ll probably never understand how broad a man’s back can be.
He actually blocked ...
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