Along the way, Jiang Yanxing drove the car fast.

It's not even ten o'clock in the evening, and the traffic on the road is already gradually decreasing.

The neon flew past the dark and cold eyes, and took the time to dial Song Qitang's mobile phone, but no one answered for a long time.

The speed of the car is getting faster and faster, and the fire in the heart is getting stronger and stronger.

It's been almost three months since she last called him.

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"Searching" Chapter 168 Don't be afraid, I'm here I'm hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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