What did Alan think Doria would say?
All of a sudden, his arm was tight, and the woman's arm was already around him. Tight, he was slightly stunned.
Doria said： "You can't leave me in the rain here. If you let someone take the umbrella away, I won't let it go. You can get wet with me... Anyway, I won't let it go unless you cut off my hand or yours."
Hearing this, Alan Zhan's black eyes suddenly shrank, looking at the woman's light puckering brow, with a rare little silly.
He squinted.
After a long time, I pulled the woman off, fearing that she would get caught in the rain and fold her arms a little. "I have to take care of you in the rain. I am already stupid. If I cut off your arm again, I will be even more clumsy. Why should I bother myself?"
Doria： "…"
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