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... er to Xiao Qimo’s jeep. She was clad in a black trench coat, hands tucked in her pockets, tilting her head to look at the man behind her.
Fine snowflakes dusted her hair and shoulders, adding a touch of playfulness and softness to her cool demeanor.
"Aren’t you cold? Why don’t you hurry up~"
The end of her sentence was drawn out a bit, soft and with a hint of drowsiness.
Xiao Qimo quickened his pace to follow her.
Instead of heading straight to the driver’ ...
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