It feels like it will be integrated soon.

Wang Han looked at him, Zhu Dong ruined Fang Zhengping's hands and feet and stuffed them into the car.

Zhu Dong drives.

Wang Han sat in the back row and studied Fang Zhengping.

Looking at Fang Zhengping's hair.

The hair that grew back was very dense.

Wang Han pulled one down.

I didn't expect this thing to be very flexible.

It feels like breaking the inferior rubber band.

The torn hair curled up.

Wang Han observed that when he was a child, he saw his classmates curled up before the exam by stroking the hair he had pulled off before the exam.

I stared at my hair and was about to throw it away.

Wang Han suddenly realized that the square and flat hair he pulled out could move by himself.

At first I thought it was too much to masturbate.

After a closer look, I found that I was really moving.

It's like a little bug.

Wang Han stared at his big eyes, thought about it, and then pulled a piece of hair off Fang Zhengping's head.

Both hairs were moving.

Wang Han then pulled out more than a dozen.

More than a dozen are moving.

Wang Han took a casual glance and saw the winding ridge behind Fang Zhengping's neck.

When I saw the dense whiskers on its body, I instantly realized that these things were not hairy at all, but this was the disgusting whiskers!

Wang Han quickly opened the car window and threw his hair out.

Looking at Fang Zhengping in a coma.

Before realizing that hair was a beard, Wang Han took the hair without any response. Now that he knew it, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The steamed bun hair is like its tentacles.

Wang Han observed the thing on Fang Zhengping's neck again and found that two-thirds of the thing had fallen into Fang Zhengping's flesh, and the dark and shiny black and hard-looking shell was exposed outside.

He knocked on the bottle and made a sound.

He checked Fang Zhengping's hands and feet again, which were very similar to those of geckos.

Fang Zhengping suddenly twitched.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wang Han.

His eyes were numb and cold.

Fang Zhengping's body twitched again.

His expression has returned to some sanity.

Fang Zhengping was breathing heavily.

He raised his head and stared at Wang Han.

Fang Zhengping's body couldn't stop trembling.

A cracking sound came from his throat.

The whites of the eyes occupied most of the eyeballs staring at Wang Han.

Strange syllables are emitted from the mouth.
Chapter completed!