System Panel C95
by MarineTLChapter 95: The Club Qin Qing was of no help in fixing the truck. She found a relatively clean spot to sit down, closed her eyes, and began adjusting her state. This forced march had truly worn out her usually lazy cells. It was fine when she stayed on her feet, but once she relaxed, the soreness in her legs came crashing in like a tidal wave. Qin Qing endured the pain, and also resisted the urge to pay too much attention to Yang Zhongjiao. Zhao Fei was the same—he simply sat not far from Yang…

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