"Come on, stop talking. Now think of him playing with the hands of the corpse and playing with them again. I'm sick all over playing with us. It's disgusting!" Qian Yu-er reprimanded him. He couldn't help shivering and felt very uncomfortable.

"Men really don't have a good thing, we promised him, pity him, it seems that it is really wrong!" Zhao Yan's eyes, endless regret.

"Yanjie, Chen Jiu doesn't look like that person? Do you think there is any misunderstanding in this? At this time, Fang Rou still maintained a trace of sobriety.

"What's wrong? Didn't you hear what he said? That kind of talk in front of a corpse...