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When waiting at the traffic light, Qi Lin opened the window; the rain had eased significantly. The damp air permeated her nostrils. She sniffed the air, wondering if Bai Qianye was doing well and whether that last voice was his.,"Less talking. Which one do you prefer" Qi Lin grabbed his collar and stood by the side with Lin Yue in shock, unable to utter a word. Qi Lin raised her chin and said firmly, "Tell me.",“Haha, that’s too bad for you. I hate tea.” Releasing him, Qi Lin turned around quickly.。