Li Shuo frowned deeply: "Let go."
Zhao Jinxin blinked and suddenly softened his voice: "Uncle Li, I was wrong. Can you give me a chance?"
Li Shuo also pinched his wrist and said indifferently: "This trick doesn't work for me anymore, let go."
Zhao Jinxin looked at Li Shuo deeply, with a lot of thoughts in his heart, and finally let go gently. He looked at his hand, and it seemed that the warmth and breath belonging to Li Shuo hadn't dissipated yet. He quickly clenched his fists, wanting to stay even a second longer.
Li Shuo endured the stinging pain in his chest, turned around, opened the door and got into the car.
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