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The ghost tied up the two colors of Hanbao. Zhan Su took the rope and walked ahead.

Han Bao walked behind with his head down.

Although he wanted to be a prisoner of his own accord, being dragged away by Zhan Su felt like he was a pet dog, and Zhan Su was his master and took him for a walk.

Humiliation.

Hanbao felt the humiliation.

He secretly aimed at Zhan Su's back, secretly gritted his teeth in his heart, "look back and see how I deal with you."

Zhan Su locked him in a bedroom in Ziyuan, afraid that he might escape, he also tied him into meat dumplings and threw him on the bed.

Then, Zhan Su took a chair, sat in front of him, looked at Han Bao and asked, "answer my question carefully."

Han Bao thought that the man was too dragging, and raised his eyebrows lightly, "what if I don't answer?"

Zhan Su said coldly, "then cut your tongue."

Han Bao quickly shut his mouth.

"Where are the demons?" Zhan Su asked

"What do you want him to do?" Han Bao asked suspiciously.

"Answer my question," Zhan Su said

Han Bao uninhibited way: "I am a demon."

Zhan Su narrowed his bewitching eyes, "are you a demon?"

Han Bao nodded, "yes, ah --"

Zhan Su's hand suddenly pinched Hanbao's life gate, which made Hanbao cry with pain.

The original is disguised voice, breath sound hoarse, with a few mature man's characteristics.

However, at the moment, the sudden pain let him disguise is no longer so seamless. Occasionally, there are some young people's acerbity in the cry.

Zhan Su threw away his hand. "Do you dare to lie?"

Han Bao looks at Zhan Su in astonishment. At the moment, he feels that he is so terrible. How did he expose his lies when he didn't say anything?

Zhan Su gets up to look for the dagger, then raises the cold knife and comes over.

Han Bao saw the bloody color under his eyes, and immediately trembled with fear, "what are you doing? You... You don't mean what you say, hypocrite, vulgar? "

Zhan Su frowned, his face black into ashes, "how can I not count my words?"

Han Bao said, "I'm not lying. Why do you want to cut my tongue?"

Zhan Su gritted his teeth, "because you are not a monster."

Han Bao jumped out of bed and straightened himself as hard as he could. "I'm a monster --"

and then his voice went down, "I'm the best demon. It's called evil spirit for short

Zhan Su looks at Han Bao's face and sweeps his eyes from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet. The anger on the bottom of my eyes is passing by.

"The best monster?"

"Well."

"How tall are you?" Zhan Su suddenly asked a question that was different from others.

Hanbao's eyes filled with a touch of surprise, at this time, he was surprised to see that he and this man were almost the same height.

Han Baoshu thought of what, suddenly asked: "who are you?"

Zhan Su did not answer him. However, he would be rude to Han Bao Ling into the bathroom, his hand tied to the bathroom door handle, and then directly cut Hanbao's clothes with a knife.

Han Bao exclaimed, "ah, what are you doing? I'm not ga-y, and I'm not a chicken. "

Zhan Su took off his towel and put it into his mouth.

Then take off all the cold treasure!

Then Zhan Su took off his coat...

Han Bao closed his eyes in a melancholy way. He couldn't think how dirty the next picture would be.

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