Thinking of this.
Zhao Xiaogang fearfully glanced at the rapidly spinning five-speed electric fan, weakly thinking to himself, the blades are plastic, what if a miracle happens?
At the moment.
Zhao Xiaogang stood up from the ground, facing the disgusted gazes of the people around him, with a slight hint of expectation.
Zhao Xiaogang walked towards the five-speed fan, but was still scared!
Up close, feeling the strong cold wind coming from the fan, Zhao Xiaogang chickened out!
"Damn! Why the hell are you still standing there? Do it!"
"For fuck's sake! Are you going to do it or not?"
"Fuck you! Do you need me to help you?"
The onlookers around, seeing Zhao Xiaogang hesitate, were all ready to beat him up!
"Ah! I'll, I'll do it, okay?" Zhao Xiaogang weakly said.
Forcing down his fear, he looked at the rapidly spinning fan, trembling as he took off his pants and pulled out that little loach.
Finally, he shut his eyes tight and thrust his butt forward!
Bang!
"Ah!"
