Purple-clothed flower demon: "..." She actually couldn't guess what Feng Xiao Xun was thinking at this moment. She really thought that Feng Xiao Xun was standing up for her at this moment. She felt warm in her heart, and the pain on her body seemed to have been relieved a lot. At this time, it was naturally
A good opportunity to curry favor with the Demon Lord, she took the opportunity to hold Feng Xiaoxun’s horns timidly: “Mr. Demon Lord, A Zi hurts so much…” Her voice was so sweet and trembling, making people want to be pity…
Feng Xiaoxun seemed to be choked there in one breath, his face turned blue, his eyes were surging, and anger was rapidly gathering. He looked at Fang Xiyan coldly, as if he wanted to pull her over and tear her to pieces...
Fang Xiyan's heart trembled when she was looking at her with such an impatient gaze. She took a step back, frowned secretly, and took a deep breath: "I have apologized to her, is it okay?"
"Not enough!" Feng Xiaoxun replied in an insult, and suddenly leaned over and picked up the purple-clothed flower demon: "A Zi, don't be afraid, I will heal you."
I don’t know where to find a tube of ointment, squeeze out a little green ointment, and gently apply it on A Zi’s wound-
A Zi has lived here for nearly a thousand years. This is the first time she has seen the Demon Lord so gentle to her. His slightly cool fingers rubbed near her wound, making her body tremble. Of course, she was excited. She moaned.
, taking advantage of the situation to bury his head in Feng Xiaoxun's arms, smelling the smell of tea and flowers on his body, almost intoxicated...
Feng Xiaoxun's body froze slightly! Although he was extremely romantic in the past, he began to hold on himself since he was determined to wait for Fei Yue. He had been for more than five hundred years and had never touched other women's bodies. He hugged A Zi again,
I actually felt a very strange feeling of repulsion in my heart, and I almost wanted to throw her out...
After a pause, he finally held back his movements. He glanced at Fang Xiyan with a squinted eyes. Seeing her standing there, her green skirt fluttering. She could not tell anything else on her pretty face except for tolerance and alertness.
Without the jealousy he imagined and expected...
An inexplicable flame in his heart came up again. He glanced at Fang Xiyan coldly: "If you don't want to die, come with me!" He strided forward.
Fang Xiyan pursed her lips. What did he ask her to do? Is she trying to show her love with her maid in front of her?
It doesn't matter. She has seen the live show in the live version. He doesn't think it's embarrassing, so she's not afraid of having needle holes...
She could not guess Feng Xiaoxun's thoughts for a while. In order to save her life and escape, she could only choose to endure and follow them without saying a word.
The other women also looked envious. Looking at A Zi in the Demon Lord's arms, they wished they could also get this to get the mercy of Lord Demon Lord.
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69 Shuba brand exhaust fan, I really can't afford to hurt. I have posted this chapter eight times. If I can't send it out again, I'll wait for the afternoon.