I was mentally ill and was selected to participate in the strange rules talk

Yao Han: (*｀з)╰ひ╯

"hiss"

The cold touch from below made Lao Wangtou die on the spot.

At this point, the calf drooped directly onto the scissors, which made the old man jump out of fright!

"Impressed?"

Yao Han shook his little hands.

"I'm convinced."

Lao Wang's head trembled and his calves trembled.

"wrong?"

"Sister, sister Yao Han, I was wrong. I am already so old. You don't care about the old man's fault. Just let me go today. Thank you."

"Huh? I'm a villain?"

Yao Han narrowed his eyes and used a little force on his hands.

I wipe it!

There are bloody beads!

(mouth|||)

Lao Wangtou's face turned pale instantly!

"No, no, no, I'm a villain, I'm a villain!!! Don't step on the horse any further, or you'll break your skin!"

The handle is in other people's hands, so Lao Wangtou can't help but give up.

Yao Han snorted and took back the scissors, then put them back on the shelf where the tongue was cut off.

The cut tongue on the bed was covering his buttocks and pointing at the scissors in an "Aba Aba" manner.

That is to say, he is in so much pain that he can't get out of bed, otherwise the height will be so low that even the shelves will be thrown away.

Lao Wangtou watched the tongue-cutting Abba and Abba non-stop, and casually threw the scissors onto the tongue-cutting bed, hitting him right in the mouth.

"If you want it, just say it, No, so that you don't have to hold your butt and get out of bed."

"Aba! Aba Aba!!"

Duanye picked up the scissors and wanted to fight Lao Wangtou to the death.

Labor and management have a mysophobia!

I really want you to throw away the scissors that touched Xiao Wang’s head. Why don’t you bring them over?

Good guy, this smells like death~

On the spot, Duan Yan rolled his eyes in confusion.

Yao Han snorted and interrupted the two of them.

"Okay, don't make trouble, Azhi, it's up to you tonight!"

"Um!"

With the arrow on the string, Azhi had no choice but to shoot!

Duan Yan was also humming on the bed.

Speaking of which, the one who hates Jiang Xiao the most among these people is probably the mute, right?

Azhi knew that he was no match for Jiang Xiao, but he was only willing to take action in order to appease the anger in Duan Tongue's heart.

Although Lao Wangtou also hates Jiang Xiao, in horizontal comparison.

I am much better than Duanye and Azhi.

As for Yao Han, she was just unhappy with Jiang Xiao.

Now that I know how powerful this administrator is, there is no need to fight with him.

Nako stood stiffly in the bathroom.

Is the expressionless man in front of me a human being or a treacherous person?

If you guessed correctly, it should be one of the three rooms on the second floor, right?

It's just that this guy's hobby seems a little abnormal, right?

When this old-fashioned man in black came in, Nako was startled and she almost unleashed her natural active skill.

It's just that this uncle's hobby seems a little abnormal, right?

Not only did he not do anything to Nako when he came in.

Instead, he grabbed the mop from Nako's hand and started washing it himself.

Then Duan Tongue patted Nako and pointed to the mop.

What does it mean?

"Is my mop not clean?"

Duan Tongue shook his head, pointed at himself and the mop again, and then at Nako.

"You mean, let me learn from you?"

Duan Tongue nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his cold face.

Nani?

Isn't it?

Nako felt that her mind was a little confused.

I originally thought I was going to be robbed, but now I have to learn how to clean myself. What the hell?

But the next operation of cutting off the tongue opened Nako's eyes.

Damn it!

Nako: |)

It should be said or not. There is also a certain emphasis on weirdness in weirdness.

Brother, let’s just say, do you want to live such a meticulous life?

I saw Duan Yan first taking a mop and mopping the bathroom inside and out several times.

Just keep washing the mop and cleaning again.

Don't give up until the dirty water squeezed out by the mop has completely turned into clean water.

Just when Nako thought he had achieved the ultimate.

This weirdo pressed the flush button and took a towel and a bottle of cleaning fluid or something else.

I wiped the toilet lid carefully several times.

Isn't it?

Is it so outrageous?

After cleaning up, Dantongue's attention returned to Nako.

Not bad, very good.

Duan Tou pointed at himself and then at Nako.

Finally, stretch out your fist, extend your index and middle fingers downward, and make a walking motion with your legs.

"You want me to go with you?"

The cut-tongued boy nodded again to Nako like a teacher.

real.

It's been a long, long time since he met an administrator who could communicate with him so easily.

Is it okay not to leave?

Nako's face turned ugly.

It would be easy to go with him, even if your innocence is not guaranteed.

And I don’t know how many people are staring at me in the live broadcast room outside.

If things really came to the worst, Nako would choose death rather than be humiliated.

Etc., etc

Don't scare yourself!

Nako shook her head.

Intuition told her that this weirdo seemed to be quite nice to her?

This feels like it is.

That's right, my talent is back!

hiss?

No, if that's the case, why doesn't this weirdo strike up a conversation with me?

You know, before I was in a mental hospital or Hengshui Prison.

Lots of men took the initiative to chat with her.

But since I arrived at this madman's villa, this effect seems to have completely failed.

Azhi and Lao Mu downstairs were both quite indifferent to me.

This weirdo seems to have a good impression of me, but he keeps silent. What does it mean?

Is it possible that he has a debuff that prevents him from speaking, or that he is cursed with the ability to speak?

In any case, this weirdo wanted to go with him, and Nako didn't seem to have the right to refuse.

Just when Nako kept thinking wildly.

An old, yet very frivolous and lewd voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Yo! I guessed it. There must be a beautiful woman downstairs. Sure enough, my nose was right!"

Look up.

An old man in his seventies or eighties was looking at him with his big yellow teeth.

Lao Wangtou: (﹃｀) goose box, goose box

I lost it!

Nako's legs went weak and she almost peed on the spot.

No matter how you look at this old man, he looks like the tram maniac in his country's special feature film or something like that!

The squinting eyes, the twitching of the corners of the mouth, and especially the extremely lewd expression on his face.

The most important thing is that he is too dirty and disgusting!

Even if the extremely wretched [Yamamoto Ryuji] comes, you have to worship him as your teacher!

The moment he saw Lao Wang's head.

Nako's mind flashed through at least ten of Sakura's tokusatsu dramas.

What kind of tram idiot, threat from the boss, husband is not around, but my father-in-law actually

"Hehehe, I think this young lady has a special temperament, and she should be very compatible with the old man~"

This old man is obviously much less polite than the serious and strange uncle.

He reached out and grabbed Nako's shoulder.

Nako gritted her teeth.

She wanted to escape from the old man's clutches, but her body was frozen in place, unable to move, just like she was filming the "Time Pause" series.

This old man's perversion has obviously gone beyond what his talent can suppress.

If it falls into the hands of this old man who looks like the ultimate nymphomaniac.

If you keep protecting your talent and charm, you may become the best aphrodisiac for the other person!

Lao Wangtou swallowed, and his whole body was filled with a red color of excitement.

"Goose Box, flower girl, don't be afraid, I am a very good person!"

Finished

It seemed like it was going to be ruined.

Tears of despair fell from the corners of Nako's eyes.

And he couldn't move himself. If he fell into his hands, wouldn't he be deprived of the chance to commit suicide?

‘Pa~’