Ye Tushen stood next to Bentley, his hand raised slightly, his eyes lowered, staring at the watch on his wrist, his face was flat.

The light of the street lamp poured down and sprinkled on him, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and his brows were tightened, and he became more and more impatient.

Waiting for someone?

Jiang Yang raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was waiting for a little tender model.

She subconsciously avoided him, not wanting to have too much contact with him.

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Chapter 134 The old is being hit in the hand, please wait a moment,

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