Zhao Hu's strong body huddled together, and he nervously kept rubbing his hands the size of the Pu Fan. His fierce face was embarrassed at this time.

Zhao Hu is so restrained and so happy.

Sun Li smiled and asked, "If you have anything to do, just say it. Why don't you see you twisting and pinching like that when you tie me up and go away?"

Zhao Hu heard Sun Li's words, and a bull's eye the size of a copper bell looked straight at Sun Li: "So I said that?"

"Come on, what's that ink mark!"

Sun Li waved his hand and said.

"Well, maybe I was a...