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... dred meters ahead of the car, Qiao Fenger heard a loud noise coming from the side, and then the hot air poured in. Turning around, she suddenly fainted. She was seeing that the door leaving the car body was thrown aside in summer. At this moment, summer still chased her car closely, keeping pace with her.


"Ga......" The screeching sound of the brake sounded, Qiao Fenger slammed on the brake, and then roared angrily toward the summer, "are you crazy? Miss Qiao likes this car very much. ...

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