I vaguely smelled the smell of vinegar fermenting in the air...

The vinegar smell is getting stronger...it is getting stronger...

The fresh grass smell has turned into vinegar.

It seems that war is about to break out.

There are many women in white fighting for a male god on the mainland that has never been seen in the world.

Oh my God! Ouyang Yihan and An Yiruo will give them old-age virginity. How can they save face? Show your love in front of so many old-age virginity virginity and make them jealous to death?

What's more, there is also Ouyang Yihan, the most handsome man in Beixuan Continent who is invincible with the part-time job of the rich and handsome handsome Prince Ning!

The maids in white looked at each other with jealous eyes, and they wanted to be the person in the position where An Yiruo stood to become themselves. She looked at An Yiruo and felt uncomfortable all over.

An Yiruo's stunning face exuded an innate arrogance, and he coldly returned all the rolling eyes of the people he received.

His eyes were as cold as the ice that had not melted for thousands of years in the deep sea. He led the maids in white to enter the bottomless cold abyss one by one.

How could that damn An’s waste material have such a sharp look?

This time, the maids in white dress were stared at and felt uncomfortable all over.

The maids in white were stunned, shivered, and quickly turned their heads.

Ouyang Yihan gently embraced An Yiruo's waist, and the male voice as magnetic as a magnet was sexy and touching: "Ruoer, go, don't be angry about unnecessary people."

An Yiruo raised his eyebrows proudly, looking like a stingy little woman: "Where am I angry? Which eye did you see?"

An Yiruo really didn't know what was wrong today and would show such a small woman to Ouyang Yihan.

The maids in white looked at each other with jealous and hatred again, saying:

"Who is An Yiruo thinking he is? He is so arrogant and domineering in front of the Ning King Hall?"

The maids in white comforted themselves, "Your Highness Ning must be fresh to An Yiruo for a moment! An Yiruo is so arrogant, Your Highness Ning will definitely scold her in a while!"

If the eyes can kill people, then An Yiruo must be playing chess with the King of Hell at this time...

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Yihan made an action that surprised the maids in white.

Ouyang Yihan smiled, his evil smile attracted the soul, and he used his index finger to shave the tip of An Yiruo's nose, and his tone seemed to be asking for forgiveness: "Okay, okay, you are not angry, I'm wrong,

OK?"

An Yiruo smiled lightly and raised his eyebrows and said, "This is almost the same."

The maids in white suddenly felt that their integrity was kissing the earth.

I heard the sound of integrity in my ears.

Ouyang Yihan gently brought An Yiruo into his arms and walked out of Tianshan Palace with a smile.

An Yiruo secretly looked up at Ouyang Yihan's handsome face, and then lowered his head quickly. When he recalled Ouyang Yihan's handsome face, An Yiruo's little face couldn't help but feel a faint blush that was not easy to detect.

It looks like it is after applying a little rouge powder.

By the way, An Yiruo has always been without makeup.

There is a little ambiguity mixed in the silent atmosphere.

An Yiruo broke free from Ouyang Yihan's arms.

Being held by someone feels quite embarrassing.

Seeing that Ouyang Yihan was empty, he was stunned and immediately grabbed An Yiruo's hand.

If you don't hug, you can.

But, hold hands.
Chapter completed!