C96 There's a Ghost in the Elevator?

"Get on, what are you waiting for?"

Qu Liping raised her eyebrows and urged.

"Oh, okay!" Jia Zheng came back to his senses, opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz and sat in the passenger seat.

The leather seats were very soft and comfortable, and the backrest, designed based on human mechanics, was very well wrapped and far more comfortable than his own taxi