Sophia really can’t remember the man in front of him, but the dim sense of familiarity can’t fool her.
“Sean, I am Sean,” Sean helped her wash her seat belt, then looked sideways and asked seriously, “Remember?”
“Sorry,” Sophia said silently, saying that he could not help tilting his head, his finger against his chin, “You seem…it’s not surprising that I don’t remember you?”
This is also her strange problem. From now until now, the man in front of me has said a few words, two to her, one to Xu Yi, Xu Yi wants to explain her situation with him, but the man Did not listen.
How can it be so familiar now.
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