The senior brother, who had been silent all this time, finally used his trump card.

Ye Qingyu laughed dryly: "Senior brother, stop the fire, don't you just want an ID card, I'll just give it to you." After she finished speaking, she resentfully took out the ID card from her backpack and registered it for him.

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