C232 Tangcheng Was a Man of Few Words(4)

Gu Ci did not answer. His upper body was pressed against the table, and his waist was stuck on the edge of the table. In just a moment, he felt that his waist was about to cramp up, and his face gradually became distorted, "Let go of me, I can't hold on any longer." Tang Cheng, who had just finished his bowl of noodles, glanced at him and stood up, wrapping himself between his legs