C120 Rescue(1)

Maybe because he drank too much beer, Lee Chui felt his brain expanding a little. A wave of desire to pee assaulted him, and he confessed to Bian Guoren, who kept saying bad things about his bravery back then. He ran to the public toilet not far away from the street and came out to see a familiar car.

A homemade Oriental son with an automatic luxury version.

"Old Bian?" Lee Chui laughed coldly