The king of Northern Xiao has always been strong, but your father's thin face is of no use in front of him.
In order to consolidate his political power, this man who even dealt cruel blows to his own uncle, the Fifth Emperor, could easily kill Princess An Ning. He really didn't know how to live or die at all.
The envoys from the Three Kingdoms were about to go back to their rooms when they heard the sound of the stairs. When they looked up, they saw a group of people surrounded by a young man with thick eyebrows and broad eyes approaching.
"Ah, I didn't expect that the person sent from the Holy City of Eta this time was actually him." Several subordinates of the envoys of the Three Kingdoms were whispering.
"Everyone, it's a pleasure to meet you." The young man greeted everyone arrogantly. He turned his sneaking eyes and glanced at Princess An Ning who was standing aside. He hurriedly approached with an ugly face.
"Miss Pei, I'm so happy that we meet again. Since we were separated from Nandu two months ago, Xiao Ke has been thinking about her day and night, and she is everywhere. I'm so happy to see her again this time. Miss, you are
Say, is this called fate?"
Princess Anning's face turned green with anger.
Why was this disgusting toad pestering her again? She felt like vomiting just by looking at him.
However, due to his father's status as the president of the Wushu Federation, she could not be too rude to him. She suppressed the discomfort in her stomach and reluctantly smiled at him.
Such a beauty whose face is half-covered by a hazy veil, with a smile as bright as a flower, makes people's hearts itch even more because of this layer of gauze.
Tu Haipeng was drooling so much that he almost couldn't hold it back. He kept thinking about how he could coax this beautiful beauty into his hands, fight her for hundreds of rounds on a high bed and a soft pillow, and fulfill his inner desires.
He was just imagining in his yellowed mind that this delicate beauty was lying in front of him, her breasts were half exposed, her waist was wide and her buttocks were wide, and her charming eyes were flowing, and he couldn't control it anymore.
This Tu Haipeng, because he is the president of the Wushu Federation, is basically walking sideways in the holy city of Eta.
He boasts that he has visited all the brothels and prostitutes in the Holy City, enjoyed the beauty of spring, and has been in love for many years. What kind of woman has he not seen?
But Miss Pei was much more beautiful than any other woman he had played with before.
He had been thinking about her for a long time since they first met. He really wished he could kiss her right away. But unfortunately, roses have thorns. He was afraid that before he even touched her delicate hands, he would be dealt with by one move and face a big loss.
ugly.
In fact, this Tu Haipeng had never seen the true face of Princess An Ning behind the veil, but he always felt that such a graceful and charming woman must have a stunning appearance.
Ding Wei smiled awkwardly and stood in front of Tu Haipeng, blocking Princess An Ning at the right time. "Hahaha, Master Tu, the competition is about to begin. Please forgive us for being with you first."
"Okay, okay, go get ready, go get ready." Tu Haipeng rubbed his hands and shamelessly called the princess by her given name, "Sister Ning'er, don't worry, as long as I'm here, I guarantee that the winner of this competition will definitely be you!"
"Dong dong dong dong!" The sound of bells and drums suddenly erupted on the field.
Ding Weisurong said, "Let's go, Princess, the game has officially begun."
A sneer slipped from the corner of An Ning's mouth, hum, Li Muyan, the show has finally begun...