When Wang Zheng was speaking, Zhang Fan was already conscious!
But, he was only conscious!
At that time, he couldn't even open his eyes! Let alone speak.
Until Di Xiele threw herself onto him, you could say it almost killed him from pain!
It was this intense pain that roused Zhang Fan, and it also made him open his eyes.
"Please move your 36E off of me, it's heavy, OK!"
Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said again.
Upon hearing this voice, everyone inside and outside the room suddenly froze.
Eyes rounded wide in surprise.
Wei Guo, who was leaning against the wall smoking, twitched at the corner of his mouth, letting the cigarette fall right into his collar.
Immediately, a scream echoed.
This sound snapped everyone back to reality.
The next moment, Gu Er and the crowd outside the room rushed in directly!
"Move aside, don't block the way!"
Wang Zheng, Li Yu, Jiang Yixuan, were pushed aside directly!
A pair of immensely excited eyes fell on Zhang Fan.