Callum Zhou folded his arms and whispered, "I thought this was my room."
"Actually, I booked this suite." Anson's voice was slow and stressful.
"Oh------" Callum Zhou raised his eyebrows, "Then I misunderstood. I'm sorry that I messed up your suite."
After saying that, Zhou Zhou was about to turn around. Ansen got out of bed and walked behind Zhou Zhou in a few steps. The moment he grabbed Zhou Zhou's wrist, the other party pushed him against the wall with a backhand.
"Ha! This is the first time you have suppressed me!" Ansen's head was pressed against the wall, and Zhou Qiu exerted seven or eight points of strength. It was impossible for him not to feel pain.
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