It's pretty fucked up to risk your life standing up for someone you hate, he thought.
He was probably riding a boat on the Forgotten River. He was so dizzy that Baoliu couldn't open his eyes, and his throat was so sticky that he couldn't speak. The boatmen in the underworld are so unprofessional these days. Shaking the rudder can rock the wheel like a hot wheel. Finally, he couldn't stand the torment in his internal organs and yelled, "Stop fucking shaking!"
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When he saw the light of day again, he had seen his big bloody hands just a moment ago, but how could they turn into furry dog paws after sleeping!
Baoliu never expected that the rich and magnetic mature male voice that his six million fans were obsessed with every day would turn into a sticky and wet little milky voice.
No, the point is, he turned into a dog.
.
God must hate him so much that he not only turned him into a dog, but also made the most annoying person in the world seem to be his shit-sweeper.
...
He didn't have any dreams. The first was to make money and date his partner, but he found that his partner was too rich.
The second is to worship the ghost king and ghost queen with the partner and then enter the bridal chamber. He has no education and cannot say sour words about the perfect harmony between mountains and heavens, so he makes a rough draft in a small notebook.
It's finally stuck.
Baoliu: How about you tell me first.
Miao Yanyi snorted coldly.
Baoliu threw away the mouse, discarded his draft, lifted up his target's butt, pressed it on and took a bite, and said angrily: "I fucking love you! Are you willing to enter the bridal chamber with me?"