"Amitabha, benefactor, the poor monk wants to know how hungry you are?"

"The poor monk is a monk. It's okay if you hug and hug. The poor monk doesn't care about you."

"However, your trousers are a bit excessive, aren't you?"

"What do you think?"

Chapter 39

Chapter [-] The scum among the ghosts

The middle-aged man was a little overwhelmed.

This is the girls' dormitory, that's right!

Where did this monk come from?

In the moment he was stunned.

Hong Yi slowly sat up from the bed, tore the middle-aged man's hair with one hand, and dragged him off the bed.

"I'm a ghost? You're not afraid that I'll eat you!" The middle-aged man shouted fiercely with a grim expression.

The monk in front of him ignored him.

Not a word.

Indifferent.

Don't even look at it.

Drag him to turn on the light.

then……

A familiar scene appeared.

I saw the monk in front of him took out a set of bright red props from his backpack, with a complete range.

At the moment when this prop appeared.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt a little dry in his throat, and couldn't help but move his Adam's apple slightly.

Somewhat scary!

He tried to get away as he was backhanded to the wooden armchair by the big red collar, spewing ghostly energy from his body.

However, the collar behind the back seemed to have spiritual power, and it was impossible to break free. After the ghost gas was ejected, the collar quickly became scorching hot, and then...

And then the feet were tied.

Immediately afterwards, something was caught in his mouth and tied behind his head with a collar.

The weirdest thing is that the monk took out a pair of wings from his backpack.

That's right, pure white, spotless white wings.

It was nailed to his back with rows of tacks.

This……

Is this a ghost monk?

After Hong Yi was busy, he looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Sure enough, the boss of "Night Spirit" is a real person. This set is called "Falling Angel Suit", which is really stylish and functional.

According to the boss, the tool works wonders for men.

Especially for a man who only has boxer pants, when he is bundled up like this, his heart will slowly turn from uneasy to panic, and finally he will be self-defeating.

I didn't see that the middle-aged man was trembling non-stop at the moment.

This is the performance of drumming a little nervous in my heart.

"Hey, Xiao Luoluo, come back!" Hong Yi took out his mobile phone and called Luo Ying.

Luo Ying stayed in the dormitory downstairs, chatting with the person in the dormitory all the time, and at the same time waiting for Hong Yi's call.

She also wanted to know what was it that made her roommate so weird that she even thought of her.

One step three steps, hurried to his dormitory.

The moment the door is opened.

Wow!

Spicy eyes!

Rao is that she has been in station B all the year round, so it can be said that she is an old female driver.

However, facing such a scene at this moment, he still couldn't help but blush his cheeks.

Really...

Spicy eyes!

I saw a middle-aged man wearing lace boxers with his backhand tied to a wooden chair in the dormitory.

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