In a daze, the mobile phone in Su Qiqiao's bag rang.

After connecting, I only heard the other party say in a tone that seemed to be drunk: "Hey! Qiaoqiao~"

Su Qiqiao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and after looking at the remarks to make sure it was the other party, he said, "Lin Xin? Did you drink? ”

"I didn't drink." Yang Linxin lay on the railing of the overpass and laughed recklessly.

"Where are you now?" Su Qiqiao's tone didn't seem right.

Yang Lin sat on the ground simply, the whole person looked extremely decadent, and the pedestrians coming and going on the overpass looked at her.

At this time, two men who looked ruffian walked over: "Miss? How do you sit on the ground? ”

Yang Lin looked up at them when he heard this: "Oh

"He Trapped Love in Prison" One hundred and forty-eight Yang Linxin had an accident? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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