Su Qinghou pulled the dazed Zhan Dongdong back, "She saved my life."
Zhan Dongdong covered her mouth and laughed sweetly.
"Zhan Dongdong!"
Such a mood-breaker.
From the helicopter above, Gui Ji yelled, "You leaving or not?"
Zhan Dongdong gave an OK sign, then reluctantly looked at Su Qinghou, "Then I'm off."
His face showed an indifferent expression, "Get lost."
Why can't this guy ever say anything nice?
Zhan Dongdong swiftly leaned in and gave him a big smack on the lips.
Su Qinghou's face turned sour, "Zhan Dongdong."
She immediately recoiled, licked her lips, smiled, and waved her hand, "I'm off."
Su Qinghou gave her a look:
— Scram.
Zhan Dongdong wasn't offended, her imposing eight-hundred-meter aura disappeared around him, smiling like a silly sweet girl. She went under the helicopter, grabbed the rope, and climbed up with ease.
Halfway up—
The man finally spoke, "Where to?"
Zhan Dongdong firmly gripped the rope, "Off to work."
