Lu Bing, Lu Bing of six yuan, Bing Xing of Bing Xing
Jiang Cheng, onion, ginger and garlic ginger, honest Cheng
The story of a rough guy who delivers food and a seemingly cute male college student
"My favorite thing is to inject sodium pentobarbital into mice first. Do you know why?"
How would he know that Lu Bing was stunned by Jiang Cheng's question and just thought he was drunk.
"As long as I hit it, the mouse will be motionless and look like a fake, so I won't be afraid anymore!" Jiang Cheng was rarely so excited, and he gestured at him with a smile.
"You're drunk." Lu Bing frowned and looked at him.
He shook his head gently, his eyes were obviously bent with a smile, but his voice sounded like he was crying.
"Sometimes I think, it would be great if I could give you a shot, so that you would be obedient and tell the truth to me."
"I will never let you suffer again in the future. If the sky falls and hits me first, you will never suffer again in this life." He held his hand tightly, as if to swear, "I promise."
"Okay." The sea was blue under the moonlight, and the sound of the waves took away the tremor in his voice, leaving only an unwavering okay.
In the early stage of attack, he was a fanatical pile driver who had not fully evolved. He had a bad temper, talked a lot, and had a low sense of morality.