王总在卧室里弄我的小痘痘

Hundreds of sinister and strange laughter burst out from the sutra paintings and reached Yang Ji's ears. Where Yang Ji looked, an evil ghost with a green face, fangs, messy hair, and muscles as strong as iron suddenly came to life, with its arms and legs dancing. The pair of copper bell-like eyes also slowly turned, as if they were turning to look at Yang Ji....