The men of the Shuangshan Brigade muttered, "..."
"Tangtang, could you tone it down a bit when you're outside?!"
Lin Tang and Lin Qingshan ignored everyone's reaction and went straight into the house.
Upon seeing Lin Zhicheng's state, they exchanged a glance and laughed inappropriately and unkindly.
Lin Zhicheng was tied back-to-back with a cute little girl with skin as white as snow.
The little girl appeared to be six or seven years old, with cheeks plump as steamed buns, soundly asleep and snoring softly.
Despite Lin Zhicheng's howling, she didn't even open her eyes.
When people sleep, their bodies unconsciously lean to one side.
They were fastened to a small stool.
With the girl's body leaning down, Lin Zhicheng, afraid that she would fall to the ground, stiffened his body to support her, his face turning red and his neck bulging from the strain.
Lin Tang came over to untie the rope.
Just as he was about to catch the blissfully sleeping girl...
