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Zhang Jinming smiled bitterly, "Shen Lan, you sound so relaxed. Wearing these shoes is like walking on a pervert, can I get there fast?"

Seeing Zhang Jinminglang in such a sorry state, Shen Lan couldn't help but let out a laugh.

It was so easy. Zhang Jinming caught up to him, but he was already sweating profusely from his fatigue.

Shen Lan indifferently looked at him, shook her head