The atmosphere in the car became a little ambiguous because of this sentence of doing whatever you want. Ambiguous viscous.

Tang Song's fingers on his knees tightened and tightened, suppressing the agitation in his heart.

"We're not in a relationship where we can say that."

"What kind of words can you say?" Qin Guanshan turned left and merged into the driveway, "Miss Tang." ”

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"Pastime" Chapter 305 Hitting the bosom is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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