The interior of the red Mercedes-Benz was filled with a certain "love" scent.
Ye Tian withdrew the Furious Dragon and sat next to Zhang Yun.
Once again, he was released.
He felt immensely satisfied in his heart.
Zhang Yun only felt something flowing out from her Secret Garden, and she immediately got up to grab some tissues.
But it was already a step too late.
Zhang Yun looked at the sticky liquid dripping onto the seat.
She wiped her Secret Garden with the tissue.
In no time at all,
She saw that the tissue was soaked with a lot of the sticky liquid.
All of it was the ammunition Ye Tian had fired into her Secret Garden.
Ye Tian had just expended some ammunition in the hotel, yet this time he fired, there was still so much ammunition!
How much ammunition had Ye Tian stored up?
"You little bastard, it's all your fault!"
"What if President Su gets in the car later and she happens to smell this weird scent?"
"How am I supposed to explain?"
