Lisa ran her forefinger along the seam of her duffel bag, its microfield sealing up behind as if she had touched it with a magic wand.

丽莎的食指包的开口上缓缓划过。微场封条仿佛魔棒的指挥下手指上下滑动。她费力的提起了背包，嘴里轻轻的哼了一声。