Chapter 143 Not Afraid of Benz or Land Rover, Just That Black Stockings with Letters
- “Hold it. You’re hurt. Don’t do anything stupid.”
- Pierre Cook quickly pushed Li Qiushui away.
- This little she-devil kept stoking his fire. Sure, they’d already had skin-to-skin contact, but that was to save her. Now she was injured, and he couldn’t just make it happen right here. That burning heat would straight-up kill him.