Gwen pursed his mouth and didn’t say a word. He was secretly thinking about what medicine Lucas was selling in the gourd, and he faintly felt a little conspiracy.
But even if there is a conspiracy, she is willing to take a look, who made her miss him.
Gwen waited for a while, cleared his throat, “Cough cough, um, are you sure what is waiting for me is not explosives?”
After all, Lucas had just quarreled just now, so Lucas wouldn’t be so careful that he would come directly to take revenge, although she was more likely to want to see him.
When Lucas heard this, she couldn’t help but smile. Dynamite, she still thought of it, but she really could only think of such a thought.
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