Yan Erlang felt his head split open with a bang. It was the tall body that fought against him every night, and the handsome eyebrows and eyes carved into the bone marrow.
In this life, there are people who cannot be forgotten even if they want to.
It turns out that Qiao Lang is not dead, but just betrayed. He somehow managed to climb a high branch of the Taiwei's mansion, so he doesn't go home.
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"No! No! Stop! Let me go!"
"I told you that it would be fine if you just endure it!"
"Zhan Zhao, you bastard, let go! Otherwise, we will punish all nine of your tribes, ugh..."
"Just cry out if it hurts, just endure it and it will be fine."
"Let go! No! Please, I'll pay you back the IOU!"
Zhang Long said: "Would you like to go and have a look?"
Falling in love is one thing, but having a girl is another!
Four people knocked on the door. The disheveled "girl" was lying on the recliner, biting the edge of the pillow, and her feet were held in Zhan Zhao's arms.
The three people standing in front looked at Zhan Zhao with bewildered expressions. Zhang Long, who was blocked by the three people, was still shouting from behind in order to prevent chaos in the world: "Master Zhan, this kind of thing requires your consent! Girl! Don't be afraid, don't look at him as a fourth-grade man. He doesn't even count in front of Master Bao. Let's go! I will take you to sue him!"
Wang Chao waved his hand: "Sir! I'm sorry!" The three of them turned around and covered Zhang Long's mouth, turned around and went out, closing the door.
Zhan Zhao looked at the feet in his arms: "Did they... Misunderstand something?"
Chu Qiao let go of the pillow: "It must be..." It turns out that the so-called good technique is to pinch the feet!