As he dragged Cheng Zihang forward with difficulty, he turned back and cursed, "What kind of bad friends are they? Bah!"
The two men spat out their saliva. "It's really bad! The b*tch of our house came to our door. It's really disappointing!"
So he left in the opposite direction.
Su's back was already covered in sweat. Only at this moment did he feel as if it was too heavy. Cheng Zihang leaned against her body, and his eyes became a bit more clear-headed. His headache made him release a painful groan. The belt and zipper of his pants were all torn into a messy mess, revealing the inside of the dark gray warehouse. No matter how he looked at it, it was still a rather sorry sight.
This wasn't a solution either. Su Wan placed him on the ground, and then he took off his own jacket and tied
