Sophia hung up the phone, but the look on his face did not change.
She reached out and dried her hair little by little.
At the time of the explosion, she had been successfully promoted. After the promotion, her body had already reached her first eighteen to ninety percent skill, so the small explosion did not injure her.
Sophia stood by the mirror, revealing that Qingjun’s face was not good.
Only in the past, clear eyes are heavy.
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