Wang Luzhi was about to open the car door.

Suddenly, another hand came up on the back of his hand, and he used some strength to hold him.

The hand was smaller, fairer, and the nails were round, and they were familiar.

Wang Luzhi turned his head and asked, "Lan, why are you here?" ”

Mao Lilan squeezed his hand and removed it from the car door, "I'm looking for Lu Zhi something." ”

Originally, I was looking around looking for the driver's high

Chapter 310 of "When the Script Kills into the World of Conan" The dungeon is over It's in hand, please wait a while,

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