Jerry looked like a wilted eggplant, gazing at the walls surrounding the square, seemingly contemplating climbing up for a stroke of luck.
Chen Qinghan didn't stop him, as after all, it was the shortcut out, and currently the best escape route we had thought of.
Jerry put on special gloves, allowing him to cling to the wall like Spiderman. As he turned, my attention was caught by his buttocks.
"Is your ass cold?" I asked, controlling my expression.
"A bit cold, perhaps it's the low temperature here." Jerry replied quite seriously.
"Hahaha~ Hahaha~" I tried my best, but I couldn't hold it in and burst into a Zhou Xingxing-style laughter.
Chen Qinghan elbowed my shoulder, but I couldn't stop laughing.
He had no choice but to rummage in his backpack, pulling out a coat to hand to Jerry, letting him wrap it around his waist.
