Elara’s breathing stopped for a while, raising his eyelashes to look at Dexter.
“Yihe?” Archer was inexplicable, feeling wrong, “Didn’t you go on a business trip on the plane last time? I remembered it wrong? But what are you doing in Yihe, and when did you go, how did I do not know?”
Dexter tilted his head: “How many are you asking?”
“Oh, I got it.” Maybe it’s because of drinking too much, Archer’s mood is even higher than usual at the moment, and he said uncomfortably, “You **** went to find a **** praise, right?”
Dexter didn’t answer.
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