Looking up, she saw Lu Jinghao standing in front of her with his back to the light.
As elegant and comfortable as ever.
Ella Mitchell thought of his current miserable state, lowered his head, slowly moved forward, and hid his upper body behind the low bushes.
The voice was a little muffled: "You got the wrong person."
Lu Jinghao laughed, stepped one foot into the green belt, grabbed her wrist and lifted her up.
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