“Call me anytime.”
Sheng Bowen nodded and took a look at the sports watch, and found that it was not too early, so he carried his luggage on his back: “I should almost leave, and I have to detour to pick up Shen Yu.”
Ren Yufei nodded gently, but his hands were actually tightly held together: “I will send you out.”
Sheng Bowen knew she was worried, and she didn’t say anything, only to see that she was so panic that she even wore the wrong shoes, which pushed her against the door of the room, and then k!ssed fiercely.
He was also reluctant, but he had to do some things.
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