"Qingqing, you lose, truth or dare," Nan Jia looked at Song Jiaqing with evil intentions and said.
"A big adventure...."
"Bidong is a male present." As soon as Nan Jia finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers from around him.
Song Jiaqing secretly glanced at Lu Yuzhong next to her, holding her hands nervously.
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Lu Yuzhong looked at Song Jiaqing, who was squatting on the side of the road feeding kittens with a silly smile. He picked up his phone and froze the time at this moment...
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Intention: to miss