He gritted his teeth, changed, and lifted Su Qianci up with his arm silently. She looked at him, feeling guilty. Grabbing his collar, she looked like a naughty child getting caught, whispering, "I could walk on my own."
"Quiet." Li Sicheng was in a fret. Taking her downstairs, he only grabbed his car key and wallet before walking to his car. She stopped talking. She had heard that an unsatisfied guy was the most terrifying creature in the world. As horny as he was, he was still lucid. He put her on the copilot seat carefully and then sat in the driver's seat. Taking out a pack of cigarette from the glove compartment, he lit one up and took a deep puff before he started the car.
