Chapter 117 Anan

Sun Jack sat there, arms crossed, silently watching King Kong while various data streams continued to slide down his pupils.

He had returned home from the orphanage for a while now, yet there had still been no movement from the other party, and Old Six had already fallen asleep, drooling beside him.

Sun Jack had no idea how much longer it would take for the other party to get in touch with Xiao Ting%.

Just then, Si Ai, who had been dozing off against the wall, suddenly slumped over and fell into Sun Jack's arms.

"Tsk," Sun Jack pushed her away, discontented, "Can't you stay focused at a time like this? Is that all you think about all day long?"

Si Ai flicked her hair and took a drag of her electronic cigarette, laughing softly, "Hehehe, the more you withhold it from me, the more interested I become, even knowing you poop can't diminish your charm one bit."

Hearing this, Sun Jack's face soured instantly; he picked up the AP from the side and placed it between them.