Ye Cheng, one step at a time, finally got to the four floor and didn't say anything. In the heart, he praised himself as a real man. Oba Narita gave him strength and didn't give up to our old men. But Ye Cheng's breath was a little bit urgent. He was sweating all over. He felt more energy than fighting a battle and Sang Huihui fighting for 1.5 hours.

Joe is even worse, panting, breathing with her mouth open and her body trembling slightly. She doesn't know that this is not her first time. In short, she's now in a pulp in her small head.

Ye Cheng climbed up the...