C179 Touch

I solemnly gave Jiang Xingrong an order, and he left.

This time I lit a cigarette.

Before he could smoke much, the car door was opened again. This time, there was someone who should not have appeared here!

Shi Potian!

I was neither cold nor hasty but asked him whether he had eaten enough snacks.

Shi Potian chuckled and said that he had eaten quite a few of them