"Now, I remember you said that you will do whatever I ask you to do. Is that true?"
"Of course it's true. What does Wanwan want from me?"
"Emmmm" Logan thought for a while and put his feet on the coffee table, "My legs are sore, will you help me beat my legs?"
"Of course." Zhao Kun frowned, his legs were sore. This airline was really damned. They should have sent a car to pick them up. Then he knelt down on one knee in distress and helped her beat her legs.
Purpose: If you don't like it, don't spray, don't use semen.