"Hehe," Dill chuckled.

At the same time, a bad feeling arose in the system in her mind, always feeling that the host was smiling a little badly, and always feeling that something bad would happen.

"Awesome, cane-making system" For this plane choice, Dill was really a little "convinced", not only picked a male body of gender for her, but also woke up in someone else's bed without dying.

The system struggled to shrink itself into a ball, and the blue light in Dill's mind continued to shrink and fade, as if it was reducing its sense of existence.

The choice of the plane this time was not decided by her, it was that person who wanted the next dose of fierce medicine, and this pot Nanzhi said that she would not carry it.

"It's so boring to do it directly, isn't it good to add some pre/play?"

Hearing Dill's suggestive words, the man's heart was also aroused.

He straightened up from the bed with his fat body, his small eyes glowing, and his gaze lingered on dill's body without concealment, as if he could directly see the flesh/body under the cloth through the layers of clothing.

Dill touched the cushion next to the bed and handed it to the man, while pressing the slightly dim bedside lamp: "Blindfolded"

The man took the cushion cloth, and although he couldn't understand why Dill had to press the light and blindfold himself after pressing the light, the man still did it when he thought of the precursor he said.

After blindfolding, the man was a little impatient, and began to describe his hunger and thirst for dill, dill grabbed a pillow to block the man's pounce on his body, and lowered his voice again: "Don't worry, the show has just begun"

Dill at this moment seemed to bring a woman's coquettishness, which could make a man's bones soft. However, the smile on Dill lips exuded a chill, and if the man could see her expression at this time, he was afraid that the whole person would be so frightened that he could not regain a trace of aggression.

Stepping out of bed barefoot, in the dark compartment under the bed, Dill really saw what she was looking for.

Ropes, whips, handcuffs, candles, and all kinds of special utensils of different lengths and thicknesses to meet physiological needs.

Dill casually took the rough material of the hemp rope, this kind of rope is not specially customized at first glance, the rope is covered with burrs, the hands are very piercing, and there is a pair of gloves in the dark.

Looking at the upper body of the man's red fruit, the corners of Dill lips were slightly hooked, and he quickly wrapped the rope around the man's neck, armpits, waist, stride, limbs, and finally tied his hands to his back and tied a knot.

The burrs on the hemp rope pierced the man's not delicate skin, and there was a itchy tingling sensation, and the feeling of being bound made the man a little uncomfortable.

"What are you doing" the man's face sank, he had used it, but not for himself, but on his prey.

Although a man likes to watch his prey being tied up in a humiliating and sultry position, this does not mean that he himself wants to be in this position.

He shook his body, with a slight annoyance in his voice: "Don't go overboard, hurry up and untie me"

"Hehe" Dill smiled sarcastically, took out the handcuffs in the dark grid, and cuffed the man's hands to the iron pole at the head of the bed.

Suddenly, the man turned into a kneeling position, and the whole person knelt on the bed on his knees, his hands were tied and pinned behind him.