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The heat in the narrow carriage was on, and the dim light added a few traces of heat.

Fu Xun leaned back in the driver's seat, lit a cigarette between his fingers, and looked down at her.

It could be seen that Su Kui really didn't know how to undo it. After stroking it for a long time, he couldn't even open a buckle.

Fu Xun slapped her hand away and frowned in displeasure. "Fool