Chen Qiong, whose head began to dizzy, took off the blindfold with one hand, hurriedly rubbed her temples with the other hand to relieve the discomfort, and asked the flight attendant for a cup of hot water to drink before she barely settled down.

After getting off the plane and arriving at the apartment rented in Beijing, she couldn't bear the stickiness on her body anymore, so she hurriedly ran to take a shower and wash her hair, and then sat on the sofa and estimated the time while drying her hair.

It's already half past ten, and it's dark in Dunhuang, so you haven't had time to answer a phone call?

After seeing the WeChat message in the afternoon of the dormitory, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and the screen was instantly extinguished, and the mobile phone was thrown aside to continue charging, and then he continued to let himself fall into work.

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