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"What's wrong?" Yi Xiuyan simply carried the bag on his back, pointed the key at the car and counted. Then, he locked the car. "I'll get it for you."

"Give it to me!" Ruan Peipei stretched out her hand unhappily.

"Why?" Yi Xiuyan put his hand onto Ruan Peipei's outstretched hand and took the chance to hold her hand. He pulled her along and said, "The thing in this backpack