The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

The bully boss licked his lips, but didn't gnaw.

Where they ordered these things, not all of them were ordered for this ancestor!

God, that's all, people are still not satisfied!

Dong Qing, Dong Qing, let you be rampant now, wait for you to cry later.

Seeing that the bully boss didn't say anything, Dong Qing thought that he was holding him, and didn't think much about it, but set his eyes on Qin Baozhu again.

As everyone knows, all the scenes in this box are being monitored in real time by people in another box.

When Bian Zhenqiang woke up, he found that his body was **** like a mummy. There is still a large group of things in my mouth that I don’t know what it is, it smells weird, smelly, and sour...

Realizing that he was likely to be kidnapped, he quickly recovered his calm, judging the current situation and where he was.

As a result, when he swept his eyes, he saw a big face, approaching him infinitely.

Bian Zhenqiang's eyes widened suddenly, and after seeing who the person was, his eyes were full of anger.

Ling Tian adjusted the equipment, turned on the TV, and increased the volume of the screen before he walked over and patted Sanba's shoulder unhappily.

"I said, can you be a bit more formal! What are you doing by being so close to someone! Kiss him!"

Sanba smiled, stood up straight, "Mr. President, don't come here all right!"

In fact, strictly speaking, Bian Zhenqiang, Sanba Lingtian and others have not met very much. Only not long ago, when he and Lin Xiao faced the crisis together, they saw them who were sent to assist him and Lin Xiao.

At that time, Bian Zhenqiang was still very shocked that Lin Xiao was able to drive the shadow-movers.

Even more did not expect that Yan Ziheng, a popular singer, would have something to do with Shadow.

"Hmm!" Bian Zhenqiang tried to spit out what was stuck in his mouth, causing the blue veins on his neck to burst.

Ling Tian looked at Bian Zhenqiang's body twisting like a maggot at the moment, and the stuff stuffed in his mouth, feeling a bit wrong, "It's not that I said, you tied him, I can understand. Gag his mouth, I can understand it too. But I can’t understand, why did you put the stinky socks of the Shadow Enforcers into his mouth?"

As soon as Bian Zhenqiang heard this, his body was shaking more severely, and his eyes stared at him.

Sanba gave a smirk, "I also obeyed your leader's arrangement. I want to give him some hardship!"

After speaking, Sanba looked at Bian Zhenqiang who had run away, "Mr. President, how does the smelly socks taste? They are all the smelly socks of the male performers who have been wearing them for more than a week, hiding them in their shoes, and returning from their tasks. It can only stand still, which is absolutely delicious!"

Bian Zhenqiang was already rolling his eyes with anger. However, the other party had enough smelly socks stuffed into his mouth. Moreover, there was still a circle of tape on his outermost surface, no matter how hard he tried to spit it out, it would be of no avail.

Ling Tian, ​​"..."

The boss just asked you to suffer for Bian Zhenqiang, but didn't let you humiliate him...

This idiot, I don't know what is in his mind.

At this time, there was a sound on the TV, and it was the person in the box next door who began to speak.

"Okay, let's be quiet." Ling Tian said, interrupting Sanba's words, then looked at Bian Zhenqiang, "Mr. General Manager, please calm down and look here."