C117 How are you doing?

"Bang!" Bang! "Bam!" There was someone roughly knocking on the car door.

Liao Weijie was already on the verge of becoming intimate with Zhang Xuan, but after being disturbed like this, he revealed an impatient expression.

"Are you a fucking SB or something? Can you afford to break the car?" Liao Weijie cursed loudly.

"Bang!" Bang! "Bam!" The knocking did not stop. On the contrary