On the way, Lin Zhaoxia did not stop.

Fingers are born, and countless codes are crossed on the notebook.

The car was quiet, and the sound of the keyboard was the only rhythmic sound in the quiet space.

Lin Zhaoxia stared at the screen of the notebook without blinking...

"Cold Male God, Sweet and Warm" Chapter 1799 Talk? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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