The Slip Into the Pool Chapter 22

Max Ye stood there in a daze, not coming back to his senses for a long time.

Things took a turn for the worse so suddenly that he couldn't feel anything substantial. Only the hand he was holding gradually grew warm, reminding him that he had finally "got what he wanted."

My pounding heart skipped a beat with a loud bang. The boss inside hit the door with something unknown, and then yelled, "These two little B@st@ards are going to go out and make a scene. Are you going to let me sleep?"

Max Ye twisted his arm and struggled for a while, and Ethan Cheng held on for a few seconds before letting go. The two squatted down at the same time, one pulling the tire and the other grinding the tire skin, silently cooperating with each other.

The only sound in the air was the rustling sound of friction. Max Ye stared at Ethan Cheng's skillful hands. After a while, his face suddenly became hot for some reason. He turned his eyes away to the ground, his eyes sparkling as if he wanted to stare flowers out of the ground under his feet.