"Sh!t!"
When they returned to the State Guesthouse and there were only three of them, Jerry couldn't bear it any longer and slammed his fist on the table.
However, he underestimated the hardness of the furniture and overestimated his ability to endure pain. He saw Lucas Shangguan pounding her fist into the table without changing her expression, but when it really came to him, he realized how painful it was.
His instinctive contempt for women hit a wall.
How could Jerry, who was pampered and had delicate skin and tender flesh, compare with Lucas Shangguan, whose body had been tempered by wind and rain?
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