“Miss Lu, don’t you be so unfeeling, OK, I really want to help you, I know you are married, but I don’t care, I really like you.” Cedric confessed affectionately.
Ella gave him a glance, pulled the car door hard, and sat in: “Spencer drove.”
“Good.” Spencer, who wanted to drive away, slammed Cedric behind as soon as he stepped on the accelerator.
Suddenly calmed down, Spencer always wanted to ask endless questions: “Miss, why are you so bold this time.”
“Huh? How to say?” Ella turned her head and asked.
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