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"Master, I'm going through the customs."
"Well, Xiao Mo, after the customs, the farther north, the colder the weather. Go to the front and buy some blankets and other warm things. Xiaorou is afraid that she will be too cold to stand. " From a deep voice.
"Yes, little master, I think her young lady is in a coma, I don't know ..." Another young voice rang again.
"Shut up, is this your business?" The voice rose slightly, revealing the faint anger of men.
"Xiao Mo didn't dare. Xiao Mo went to buy a blanket." A burst of footsteps drifted away.
WeiChi green soft opened his eyes, mouth peep out one silk sneer, unconscious? This is what he told everyone. Yes, he can't tell anyone. He ordered her and controlled her words and deeds because he wanted to take her away by force.
Go through customs? When she woke up, she thought she heard his page mention that she was going through customs? What is the authority? The desert is so big, where are they going? Heart, brother, Xiaorou is getting farther and farther away from you. ...
There was a vibration from the car body, and Green Soft immediately closed her eyes, and a chill hit her face. She remained motionless, silent for a long time, a sigh sounded gently, and a warmth moved slowly on her face.
"I know you're awake, Xiaorou." Yulong gently stroked her delicate cheek, and she was still a little. ...