Wangqing wrapped her clothes tightly and got into the car.

The port city suddenly cooled down, and the temperature at night fell below a record low.

She only wore a silk shirt, and when the wind blew, it was transparent.

After a moment of relaxation in the car, the phone suddenly rang.

The little demon's angry voice echoed in the narrow space, "The old lady has been waiting for you here for 5 hours, do you know how much my hourly wage is?" ”

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"Typhoon Signal No. 8" Chapter 68 Understand that you have a desire to control I'm hitting my hand for the sake of the big picture 4, please wait a moment,

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