Chapter 482

"Wow, brother, you came to see me!" As soon as he knocked on the door, Locke didn't see what was going on inside. A figure flew over.

Christine sat across Locke's waist like a sloth, unwilling to say anything.

Seeing this, Locke spoiled and patted Christine on the head.

"Where is your room?" The sticky girl hung around her waist and asked Angelina awkwardly.

Angelina's usual small temper only plays when she is alone with Locke. When outsiders or other women are present, she always puts on a generous image, which is not only beneficial to taking care of Locke's face, but also beneficial to foil her. Therefore, pray, don't 404 this time.