His gaze slowly shifted to the door panel, Jiang Zhihao trembling slightly as he twisted the key.,His words were unrestrained, causing Jiang Zhihao to instantly recall the sentence that had stayed with him for a lifetime.,Lingling smelled the fragrance and immediately jumped out of Jiang Zhihao's arms. She excitedly ran to Zhong Jiawei and tugged at the plastic bag, asking, "Mom, what is it What is it"。