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He was dragged away by Nanyu.
On the way to the door, neither of them spoke. She was reluctant, so she was dragged along the way.
Nanyu walked one step ahead of him, and she was dragged on her back.
Looking up, I saw half of the side face of the man in front from behind. The delicate outline line looked a little more mature than many years ago. Today, I was wearing a white T－shirt. The man's white neck was in sharp contrast to the black broken hair. I was still familiar with the man...
At the door, a Bentley cross－country suddenly stopped there.
Nanyu said nothing, took the person in the past, let her sit in the co－pilot position.
Not much gentleman, not very gentle.
Linda felt that he had a feeling that he was an object and was forced into it by Nanyu.
When the car started, s
