Fancy Manual for Teasing the Male God

Although Xiao Qichen has always been confident in his own technology, in this case, he did not dare to guarantee that there was something left behind from the previous'viral god'. Here, it happened to be the time when Qin Wansha got pregnant. , Take the opportunity to want to do something.

Thinking like this, Xiao Qichen grabbed the middle-aged man's neck with one stroke, and then his palms were firmly squeezed!

"You are challenging my patience."

Xiao Qichen looked at the man with cold eyes, and his harsh eyes made the back of the man who had indeed had bad thoughts cold.

But he couldn't say anything at the moment, and even because Xiao Qichen's palm tightened, his complexion was still red, and he felt that he had never been so close to death!

The middle-aged man tried to struggle frantically, but all his movements were paper tigers under Xiao Qichen's hands.

Even when the little bun in his arms saw this scene, he stepped forward and ‘bravely’ patted the middle-aged man trying to grab Xiao Qichen’s arm, and then something surprising happened.

The middle-aged man’s arm seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and the whole weird bend was directly broken from the spot where the little bun was shot!

There are not many people in the museum, but this scene still caused some commotion.

Xiao Qichen naturally noticed the movements of his own buns, but it was the man in his hands that frightened him even more.

Earlier, when he squeezed the opponent's neck and the opponent was able to wave his hands freely, he noticed something was wrong.

He clearly used a lot of strength, and then he deliberately increased a lot. Logically speaking, this man's neck should have been crushed by him, but why... this man is still alive?

Could it be...there is only one kind of ‘death’ condition in this world?

Thinking of how the two women who looked almost exactly the same as Qin Wansha just disappeared under his nose, Xiao Qichen decided to do an experiment with the man under his hand.

Perhaps because of the terrifying power that Xiao Qichen showed, and the shock of the little bun in his arms, he was not blocked all the way.

Just when he was about to leave the museum, the man who was pinched by Xiao Qichen's neck suddenly struggled hard.

Xiao Qichen lowered his head, and asked lightly, "Are you so afraid of going out?"

His question was not answered by anyone, because the middle-aged man was powerless, and in fact, Xiao Qichen himself did not intend to really listen to the man's answer.

Anyway, if he wants to know, he can experiment directly by himself.

Glancing at the figure on the man's head again, Xiao Qichen wrapped his head with a small bun's diaper with one hand, and then forcibly pulled the man out of the museum.

The little bun, who was inexplicably light, didn’t cry and didn’t cry, but was a little confused and a little unhappy watching his **** were placed on other people’s faces, and the dissatisfaction was in his father’s hands. Moved.

Xiao Qichen felt extremely appropriate for the sweetness of Xiao Baozi, and in order not to freeze the children, his eyes quickly searched for pedestrians.

Finally, in a corner of the wall, Xiao Qichen saw the same number on the top of the man with arms that was walking out cursingly.

Xiao Qichen: Oh, my face is not worthy of that of a man with a flower arm!