Seeing the time go by, I became more and more irritable.

No, it's going to be too late.

Glancing around, I saw a shared bicycle parked alone at the gate of the community.

Glancing at my phone, it was eight o'clock in the evening in twenty minutes.

I had no choice but to sweep this shared bicycle and ......

Chapter 67 of "Soul Exploration Notes" Qian Zhuang is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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