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Liu Zhizhong came outside and met up with Ma Qingqing.

At this time, Ma Qingqing's emotions had stabilized quite a bit. Her tear-streaked face was now clean, and she had regained the lively, innocent look of a female university student.

Seeing Brother Zhizhong come out, she obediently stood up and said, "Brother Zhizhong, is the visit over?"

"Yes, time really flies!" Liu Zhizhong nodded, walked over, and naturally took her small hand. "Let's go, let's talk outside."

"Mm..."

Ma Qingqing's small hand was held, feeling sweet inside.

The emotions of a young girl, like the tides, surged through her body, filling her with a sense of happiness.

Brother Zhizhong's hand was long, strong, and very smooth!

Holding it, being led by him outside, there was a sense of security that greatly satisfied her girlish vanity.

Sitting in the car, Liu Zhizhong felt a sense of relief. After all, he'd always wanted to visit the prison but didn't have the time!