"You and you don't play!" It's itchy. I'm really afraid of itching. Next time I won't dare!"

Curled up in a ball, Gu Qianmeng laughed without image and begged for mercy from him. He did not expect Qi Ye to use this kind of abusive means to deal with her.

"Want another time?" Qi Ye's voice was cold.

This kind of torture is no less than taking off your shoes and socks, to scratch your feet, Gu Qianmeng laughed tears burst out, laughed crisp, numb, laughed facial muscles are sour.

"No, it's not! Where dare I go next time? I really dare not do you any more harm!" Gu Qianmeng...