The Furious Xu Menglu
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"F*ck, Xiaofei, this is only you. If it was someone else, I would definitely think that he wanted to kill me."
Two hours later, Ye Xiaofei finally let Wang Dabao out.
Wang Dabao lay sprawled on the bed. He felt that his mouth was the only part of his body that he could move.
Ye Xiaofei slapped Wang Dabao's butt and said, "That's just what I want to do. This first time, I just want you to get used to it. In the future, the material will be more and more abundant, and the taste will be more and more satisfying."
"F*ck, just kill me," Wang Dabao howled.
Ye Xiaofei put his hands together and smacked Wang Dabao's body. As he did so, he said, "I will kill you now."
"Ah!"
Wang Dabao screamed again.
The medicine entered Wang Dabao's body through his pores, but this was only the first step. In order to make the medicine work better, Ye Xiaofei had to use this method to make the medicine fuse into his meridians.