Orion Le was attracted by the beautiful car door. She didn't seem to notice that her back was pressed against Tristan Mu's arms, and she just let out a small "wow".
Tristan Mu smiled, suddenly relieved of his resentment towards this car that had enough power left to run home.
Tristan Mu returned to the driver's seat. Orion Le had not yet gotten into the car. Tristan Mu urged: "What are you still doing? If you like this door, go back and look at it again."
Orion Le didn't mean it this way: "I'm a little dirty."
Makiyama threw his sesame phoenix-tail suit jacket into the back seat: "I'm not that clean either. Didn't you just put your hands on my face? My face is not as good as the artificial leather on the car seat?" "
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