
"Dump the clothes after we land" Luca said, glancing at the clothes he had just thrown into the trash.
More precisely the clothes he wore at dinner with the family of Mr. Zhou where in his white shirt there is a print of Angela's lips.
"Okay sir" Alex replied according to.
"You better rest first, sir. Because the trip still takes nine hours" Alex advised.
Without saying, Luca pulled the blanket to cover his legs and folded his hands under...