ut never quite grasping anything.Both of their spines were covered in a fineHis sweat was profuse, yet he always fell just short.She muttered, "My waist hurts," during a break.He gave a faint smile an...Zhao Tingxing's bad taste only extends to his close lover. It's a very private matter, and he'd be very resistant to getting someone to open the lock. He also didn't want Han Li to feel even a bit embarrassed.

At this moment, he was dressed neatly and, under the glare of Han Li's furious eyes, began trying to pick the lock himself.

But of course, it wouldn't open. In the end, I had no choice but to call the fire department. I just said the lock was jammed and needed help.them speechless. The sight brought back memories, overlapping the past him with the present him.The head of the institute or Director Chen kept hoping that she would speak up and stop the unfolding dr...