The voice was so familiar, it just called her differently than usual.

Lu Zhijun will not call her name directly.

Moreover, I just thought of him in my heart just now, and if he suddenly appeared beside me, it would be too much like the love stories that the garden said.

"Lan, this way."

The voice rang out again.

Maolilan looked for the source of the sound and looked over...... It's really Lu Zhijun.

He sat on a motorbike and took off his self

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