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Chapter 825: All Women Are Yours

"Yes!" he said without hesitation.

Her face turned pale, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

He covered it up well and said calmly: "You are the king of this country, and all the women in this country are yours. You can do whatever you want."

Jun Wuhen looked at her deeply, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. These words were so unlike what came from this woman's mouth.

She loves him madly, but she is very jealous. As long as the woman he has doted on turns around, she will make her life worse than death.

He has been watching all this with a cold eye.

Because those women were just tools for him to warm his bed. After hugging them, he couldn't even remember what they looked like.

To a certain extent, he no longer has a heart. A person without a heart will not show a trace of mercy to others no matter whether they are dead or alive.

Of course, except for two women, one is Yue Wanchi and the other is Qiu Shui.

These two women were his bottom line, and Jun Haitang did not dare to hurt them at will.

Seeing the smile in his eyes, her eyelids drooped, and Shi Shiran took a step forward.

She said softly: "Since I am your wife, I should do my duty as a wife."

Seeing himself saying these words, his brows relaxed slightly, and she took another step forward.

The fragrance of her body flowed into his breath.

A charming breath, with a rich fragrance, tempting people's hearts to itch.

He frowned slightly.

A long time ago, he was not disgusted with this smell. It should be said that this smell would make men feel turbulent and find it difficult to control themselves.

But now, he hates this smell more and more.

She stretched out her slender, white fingers like spring onions and gently pressed them between his eyebrows.

A soft and warm touch, like the sound of beads running on a jade plate, floated into his ears: "No trace," she said quietly.

His cheeks were tense and there was no expression on his face.

He reached out to brush her fingers away, but she quickly put down her fingers, bent down, half-knelt on the ground, hugged his legs, and pressed her face against his legs.


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