Ava’s heart moved slightly, and she subconsciously looked sideways, but the person chasing after him was not the person she wanted to see, but Ning Pingting.
“Sister late.”
Ning Pingting chased panting, and ran to Ava, stroking her heart with her hand, panting for breath, and then relieved after ten seconds, “Sister Ava, don’t go, don’t go, I have Tell you something.”
Ning Pingting’s hand unconsciously held Ava’s arm, but she threw her hand away without a trace.
“What do you want to say?”
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