Duan Bo opened the screen. The man behind the screen was long gone. The back door was still open and he ran away in a hurry.
Emily Jiang didn’t chase, and sat on the chair calmly.
You can run to the monk, but you can’t run to the temple.
Duan Bo poured Emily Jiang a cup of tea, pulled a chair and sat next to her, watching her stroke the little white snake on her hand, and asked with difficulty: “You are really a girlfriend of Brother Li.”
“He didn’t mention me?”
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