The King of Hell told you to die at midnight

Dr. Zhong swallowed his saliva.

Even though the familiar shivers had already swept through his body, he still tried his best to maintain his noble image.

This was the idol burden of a young and famous psychologist!

&Quot; Dr. Zhong, you don't have to be so nervous. Our ah Xiao is very easy to talk to. &Quot;

Lin Hanxing took a sip of his hot cocoa and pretended not to notice the other party's ashen face.

That's for you!

Dr. Zhong secretly complained in his heart with a heavy burden of an idol.

Haven't you heard of that saying?

If the King of Hell ordered them to die at midnight, who would dare to keep them until midnight!

This big brother of Lei San was comparable to the living King of Hell!

&Quot; miss Lin, if you're willing to save my life, I'll agree to a request of yours. &Quot;

Dr. Zhong smiled and said.

Based on the trembling of his hair, the enemy would reach the battlefield in five seconds!

"Unconditionally?"