"You, his ancestor...are so ambitious that you dare...to touch me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his right leg quickly rose.
Feng Aotian was shocked by the sudden tone. Before he could raise his head, he felt a quick and severe impact hit him.
Then his hands shook, and he felt a pain in his crotch that was enough to surpass any sadness...
"You..." Feng Aotian groaned, and there was a layer of sweat on his face. His face was as white as a piece of paper, and his words were difficult to speak, "How dare you... be so... wanton..."
"Is it impudent?" Tianliang pushed him away easily and buttoned up his clothes, "I show mercy to the beast."
With this force, ordinary men would have already fainted.
Thanks to the good health and high martial arts level of the third prince, he could still point at her and speak.
"Hard! It's cool!" Three words came out from between his teeth, "Okay!"
"I like to retaliate with tit for tat," Tianliang clapped his hands, "but your breasts are nothing to touch, so it's only fair that I attack your crotch."
Feng Aotian could no longer hear what she said, so he had to endure the waves of fainting impulses. He supported the tree, shouted in a deep voice, used his last consciousness to gather his martial energy, and left with light kung fu at the fastest speed, in the direction of,
It's the Imperial Physician's Garden which is very far away.
He has decided to take this revenge!
Tianliang looked at his back and smiled————
Want her here?
Daydreaming.
With the strength she had just exerted, it would be a miracle that he could have sex within three months.
Tianliang stretched, yawned and walked towards the big rock by the stream ahead...
As soon as I lifted my foot, I felt a snapping sound, my waist tightened, and a green vine branch appeared.
The rattan came from behind and wrapped around her waist very lightly and with great precision.
She paused for a moment, turned around and looked.
I saw an extra person on the peach blossom tree. I don’t know when.
In the tender pink peach color of the sky, the man is dressed in light purple, lying on a peach branch, his posture is lazy, and his long and graceful body blends into this peach color scenery, not out of place, but complementing each other.
The spring breeze blew so hard that his black hair was like water, dancing and flying. There was a smile in his deep eyes, and his face was rippled.
And his right hand was holding a slender rattan that tied the two people at both ends like a long thread...
It was cold and I didn’t use my strength.
I saw the vine suddenly moved, and I felt my body passively fly into the air, and fell uncontrollably into the arms of the man on the tree...
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