"You let me go?" An Yimo struggled hard, but his hands were drilled tightly by him, and the more he struggled, the more uncomfortable it became.

But even so, she must not let this bastard succeed like this, in a hurry, An Yimo raised his foot and kicked it hard.

"Ahh But it's very strange that after An Yimo shouted this, the box instantly became extremely quiet.

An Yimo was slightly stunned and felt very uneasy.

Could it be that this is the calm before the storm?

Oh, my God. She's not going to die here, she's going to die.

An Yimo suddenly stopped struggling, tried to open one eye first, and looked timidly at the other side.

"I didn't even call it, what's your name? It's you who stepped on me, why is it more painful than me-" The pet looked at An Yimo expressionlessly, and his eyes exuded an unsettling luster. Not only that, but he was not angry. At this time, he was looking at An Yimo very calmly, and he was talking unhurriedly.

"You-? Doesn't it hurt? An Yimo choked hard, then lowered his head slightly, looked at his feet, and just stepped on the upper of his pet again. She was hurting from her steps, but he didn't react at all. Thinking about it, An Yimo couldn't help but be stunned.

In the face of this man, she is really out of luck.

"Do you want me to try to step on you?" The pet said coldly again.

An Yimo quickly shook his head nervously. "Don't, don't—"

The pet looked at An Yimo's stupid expression again and again, and he really didn't notice any pain, not only that, but he was also very happy.

It's still that feeling, which warms his heart.

"I don't want to do anything to you? I only wish you could talk to me, when you have time. Of course, all your expenses are mine. What do you think? The pet pursed his lips again and said lightly, as if all this had already begun.

An Yimo was stunned for a moment, and then raised his eyes to him. "The cost, of course, is yours. Bastard-"

Saying that, An Yimo shook his hand angrily, but he didn't expect to get rid of his shackles easily.

"But there is no basis for words." An Yimo stretched out his hand and rubbed his wrist, then quickly retreated, timidly facing the pet again.

The pet sniffed again, as if nothing had happened. "In the contract, it's very clear." After speaking, he reached out and handed over the contract.

An Yimo stretched out her hand to take the contract that Pet Zai handed over, but the moment she held it in her hand, Pet Zaizai's body fell to the ground, making a loud "bang-" sound.

"Hey. How are you? Wake up, wake up-" An Yimo was taken aback, threw away the contract, and quickly squatted down and called out while pushing the pet again.

But it's strange that the pet lies motionless again.

"He's not going to die, is he?" An Yimo bit his lower lip timidly, and his body kept trembling.

"Hey—wake up, you can't just die. Hey-" An Yimo quickly shook his pet again nervously, but he was still indifferent.

It's over.

Dead, dead.

This must be dead.

An Yimo's tears cut through his cheeks like a flood that burst the embankment.

Nervousness, uneasiness flooded her brain.

She didn't know what to do, so she squatted down and stood up.

I wanted to call someone, but I gave up again.

This is a homicide, and if someone finds out, then she'll be finished.

"Why are you dying like this, hey—get up. Didn't you want me to be your contractual lover? I promise you, I promise you that you can't do it? Hurry up. As long as you get up, I promise you all the conditions-" An Yimo said incoherently, and after speaking, he squatted down and looked at him again, and stretched out his hand to help him up, but it was too heavy to help him up.

"Uh-whhh How can you die like this. Hey, if you still have breath, you're going to wake up? An Yimo sat nervously on the ground.

It's over, she's completely out of line.

An Yimo sobbed hysterically, looked at his body and took a deep breath, but he still felt very nervous.

"Huh? By the way, I-" An Yimo's eyes rolled, as if he suddenly thought of something, quickly crawled over, grabbed the pet Zaizai's ear, and then let go. Trembling hands reached over, one pinching his nose and the other pinching his chin.

After making all the preparations, An Yimo took a deep breath hard, then closed his eyes tightly and kissed while praying.

"Hahaha-" Just when An Yimo's lips were about to touch his pet again, he actually laughed.

An Yimo was stupidly stunned, sitting on the ground with his butt squatting, crying with tears streaming down his face. After crying for a while, I felt a little stronger, and then I turned my head to the pet and scolded again. "Bastard, bastard—stinky rascal, you scared me to death."

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