At ten o'clock in the evening, Xing Zheyan came to pick up Jiang Luo again.

It was late autumn, and the night breeze in Spring City was a little cold, and when Jiang Luo walked out of the coffee shop, he saw that the cold wind blew Xing Zheyan's hair apart, and it hung fluffy to his forehead, which made him feel a little more youthful.

Jiang Luo stood outside the store and looked at him, and at this moment she suddenly felt unreal.

"What are you doing standing?" Xing Zheyan stretched out his hand and wanted to hold her.

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Chapter 95 of "Two Possibilities" The distance of life. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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