I am bound to a civet cat, and it PUAs me every day. "You're so useless. You're so sick and you're wasting air." "Your parents are so stupid." "You don't buy me top-quality cat food when you have money, but you use it to top up your hotpot card?" "Being bound to an owner like you has been a bloody misfortune for eight lifetimes." What it misses most is its wealthy former owner, who always said that there is paradise. It thinks it is a phoenix in distress. And our family is not a chicken coop worthy of it. It dreams of breaking off the contract and returning to its former owner. Later, it really came true
I am bound to a civet cat, and it PUAs me every day. "You're so useless. You're so sick and you're wasting air." "Your parents are so stupid." "You don't buy me top-quality cat food when you have money, but you use it to top up your hotpot card?" "Being bound to an owner like you has been a bloody misfortune for eight lifetimes." What it misses most is its wealthy former owner, who always said that there is paradise. It thinks it is a phoenix in distress. And our family is not a chicken coop worthy of it. It dreams of breaking off the contract and returning to its former owner. Later, it really came true
I am bound to a civet cat, and it PUAs me every day. "You're so useless. You're so sick and you're wasting air." "Your parents are so stupid." "You don't buy me top-quality cat food when you have money, but you use it to top up your hotpot card?" "Being bound to an owner like you has been a bloody misfortune for eight lifetimes." What it misses most is its wealthy former owner, who always said that there is paradise. It thinks it is a phoenix in distress. And our family is not a chicken coop worthy of it. It dreams of breaking off the contract and returning to its former owner. Later, it really came true
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)
During the live broadcast of the exploration of the haunted house, the old man grinned at me, showing his yellow teeth: "There is something under the ground." That night, I dragged an iron box out from under the bed. I opened it, and there was a videotape inside. The person on the cover was winking at me. (Chinese folklore horror, the malice in everyday objects, the more you look at it, the colder it becomes.)