I stood up and went to the door, stepped on the chair with one foot, and Zhang Shao grabbed a throat full of blood. He thought that his throat was the same hole, and he was scared half to death.

"Come on, don't make me regret it." I drank cold.

Zhang Shao hesitated for a moment, covered his throat, climbed over step by step, and finally got humiliated from under my crotch.

Many students around here pass by, some know little about Zhang, some don't know, but they all know about it in a low voice. But the voice is very small, dare not speak loudly, afraid of being missed...