"I'm grass!"

After seeing Han Qiming lying on the windowsill, Qi Dong's whole person instantly became numb.

Is this guy's brain clouded with lard? Why are you picking up people's windows when you have nothing to do? Lust? Bad brains?

In an instant, Qi Dong greeted Han Qiming's ancestor for the eighteenth generation in his heart.

If it weren't for the special situation now, he would really want to slap it in the face.

Xiao Shiran's face also became extremely ugly, he didn't expect that the junior brother he had maintained many times would be like this, he knew that he should have thrown him in the dungeon as an experiment in the first place.

But now it's too late to say anything, and Han Qiming realizes that he ......

Chapter 271 The Man with the Octopus Whisker is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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