A theft case, a confusing trace, the truth is so simple, but a sincerity is missing in it.
Li Qing was as gentle as water: "Xiao Jin'er."
Gu Jingxing raised his eyebrows: "Girl."
Jincheng turned around and cried: "Sister!"
Yucheng held back his tears and looked at Song Xiuche who was restraining him: "Don't call me, wuwu."
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"Don't glare at me. It's useless to glare at me."