First, it was disgusting.
Second, it was twisted.
Finally, Zhou Li could no longer hold on. His hands holding the boxer shorts were shaking like a sieve, which was enough to prove how much psychological pressure he had endured before taking these items out.
It was too disgusting.
It was too twisted.
Groove Tang Wan didn't like backpacks, so she threw all her stuff here and didn't take it back.
I'll see what you wear in the Ghost King Palace.
Go naked, you beast.
Zhou Li's expression had become so stiff that he looked completely rigid. Beside him, Zhuge Qing was covering her face, speechless and unable to utter a word.
It was too disgusting.
It was too twisted.
If it weren't for knowing that Tang Wan was previously close friends with Zhou Li (in a literal sense), she would have genuinely thought Zhou Li was planning to forcibly marry Tang Wan.
Honestly, if Tang Wan were mentally a woman, Zhuge Qing believed these two would have had an eight-year-old child by now.
