Male God Please Lie Down

Yang Sen asked again.

"..."

At this time, Zhou Qingming didn't know how to answer.

Why change! !

What should she say! ?

"Bitch!"

"Snapped--"

The look on Yang Sen's face also became savage.

"Papa--"

It seemed that he was puzzled, and he drew twice on Zhou Qingming's face.

All of a sudden, Zhou Qingming's cheeks became clear, and they were all his fingerprints.

Zhou Qingming swallowed a mouthful of blood, stared at Yang Sen, and stopped talking.

The big deal, the mission is about to fail, this is nothing.

Wait a minute, it's a big deal to find a chance to commit suicide, and you can't be abused by this bitch.

"You probably don’t know. Just now, your-mother came here and asked me for a gift of 1.88 million yuan. Now she has sold you to me! You don’t go to work anymore, so find a reason and don’t hold it. It's the wedding, we travel to get married, when the time comes... I will be in this secret room, slowly playing with you!"

Yang Sen spoke this word slowly.

"It must be very cold now!"

He spoke again in a reluctant voice, but his eyes were full of ruthlessness.

"Papa--"

He struck Zhou Qingming's cheek twice again.

Zhou Qingming tilted his head, resenting once again that he did not have a great skill.

This time, it doesn't matter whether the task is a failure or a success.

After going back, she must ask clearly how to have a better skill.

What do you take empty-handed, go to hell!

It hasn't been triggered at all! The tasteless ones are dying.

For this tasteless skill, Zhou Qingming has completely given up.

Yang Sen fumbled twice on one wall, and the door of the secret room slid open.

He went out.

Zhou Qingming looked up and saw that the flower room was still outside... this secret room was inside the flower room.

The door of the secret room was closed, and there was only a little light.

The clothes on his body were soaked, and now it is sub-zero weather, which was originally the kind of damp and cold weather in the south.

Watered by this cold water at this time, Zhou Qingming only felt that he was about to freeze.

She shivered, and her teeth were unaccused, trembling up and down.

what to do? what to do?

The whole body was shaking-shaking, but the brain was running fast, hoping to find a good way.

She suddenly thought of her earrings, which were pinhole camcorders. I wonder if Lu Wu saw them.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingming's heart was filled with excitement.

But in a blink of an eye, this idea was shattered by her again.

When did she transfer all her hopes to others.

Zhou Qingming's hands were handcuffed, and all the strength of his body basically relied on the strength of his hands.

I didn’t know what was in the juice I drank before.

In fact, she felt that even if it weren't being handcuffed, she couldn't get out at this time.

damn it! what to do?

After a while, Zhou Qingming fell into a coma again.

Drowsy, cold and hot again.

Zhou Wen could feel hot again, and finally heard the sound of the door of the secret room again. It was already night at this time, and Yang Sen walked in. At this time, Xiao Boyu was also coming in with him.

In front of outsiders, both of them strictly abide by their duties.

At this time, in front of Zhou Qingming, there was no convergence.