Gan An.Dan An's face was still grim, but his expression lacked the malice from before. Gesang was still kneeling on the ground, with a large swollen patch on his face that, coupled with his dark skin...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.ok her right hand in his, placing the golf club on the thumb of his left hand."Let's try hitting a center ball first."He fixed her left hand with his left, and her right hand with his right, then aime...