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Tang Xiao could only cough lightly and smile awkwardly.

Azhe drove the car and Tang Xiao and Moo Xiaorou sat side by side in the backseat. No one was willing to speak first. The car was silent as it slowly and steadily drove. Like a pink coffin, it quietly flowed along the flow of the car.

After a moment, Tang Xiao could not hold it in anymore and took the initiative to break the silence