Ningzhi is still a certain distance away from box 3. The crowd around the door is a little scattered. What comes out is Bo Jichuan with a cold face.

I prefer to look down from afar, but when I see the man in Bo Jichuan's arms, my body is stiff and the indifferent expression on my face becomes ugly.

even if Bo Jichuan's suit wrapped the man he held in his arms, even if he would rather not see the man's face from afar, but he was familiar with the extreme figure of

, so that he immediately recognized that the man tightly held in front of Bo Jichuan's chest...