God King's Favorite Concubine

Chapter 1101 Men Are All Big Trotters

Ming Beiliang, is that you?

Tuoba Zi asked with her eyes, she was so excited that she subconsciously wanted to rush towards him, but when she saw him supporting Yan Yan, she stopped abruptly.

She is the daughter of the city lord of Yinshang City, she has an extraordinary status, so she cannot be killed for the time being.

Ming Beiliang also looked back at her, as an explanation, but Yan Yun's body softened at this time, and she fell to Ming Beiliang.

Ming Beiliang didn't push her away, and even reached out to hug her.

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much, hug me..." Yan Yan murmured, she fell into Ming Beiliang's arms, and passed out.

Ming Beiliang hugged her, and the mana was continuously poured into her body.

"She caught Qi'er and hurt Qi'er, do you know that?" Tuoba Zi stared at Ming Beiliang holding Yan Yun in his arms, and shouted a message to him with his spiritual sense.

Ming Beiliang concentrated on imparting mana to Yan Yun, and didn't care about returning her.

Tuoba Zi felt extremely uncomfortable, turned around and left.

By the time Ming Beiliang had given Yan Yun his magic power, Tuoba Zi had disappeared.

Tuoba Zi imagined countless scenes of meeting Ming Beiliang, and felt that Ming Beiliang would definitely rush towards her excitedly when he saw her, and even if he didn't rush towards her, at least he would be very happy to see her.

But not only did he not rush at her, he was also not happy, and he even hugged other women in his arms.

She knew that he had his reasons for doing this, but she just felt uncomfortable.

This woman just hurt her son!

After leaving the inn and finding an empty place, Tuoba Zi entered the space.

But before he could wake up his son, a figure followed in.

Tuoba Zi hurriedly turned around, and saw Ming Beiliang standing in front of her, without saying a word, stepped forward a few steps, and directly hugged her into her arms.

Tuoba Zi struggled.

Ming Beiliang doesn't let go.

"Let go of me, you just hugged someone else!" Tuoba Zi struggled harder, just now hugged someone else, now you are hugging her, disgusting.

"Jealous?" Ming Beiliang didn't let go, looking down at her, his words were deep and sexy, with strong magnetism.

"Who is jealous?!" Tuoba Zi raised his foot angrily, and stamped his foot.

Ming Beiliang didn't seem to know the pain, so he hugged her even tighter, "Since you're not jealous, what are you struggling for, are you trying to seduce me?"

Tuoba Zi was speechless, and stepped on his foot even harder, this man, can't he understand that she is angry?

Ming Beiliang's body suddenly pressed forward, Tuoba Zi's eyes widened, and he quickly backed away, with a "bang", his back hit the medicine shelf.

Ming Beiliang tore off her veil, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The blushing of her face has receded, and a leaf of Xishi fruit hangs on the cheeks of the two of them, rubbing her face, and at the same time, rubbing his face...

"Ming Beiliang... um..."

Tuoba Zi wanted to speak, but just as soon as she opened her mouth, Ming Beiliang's thin lips rolled slightly, covering her entire cherry lips again.

No matter how much Tuoba Zi struggled, she couldn't get away.

Let him kiss enough, let him kiss until he suffocates, he is willing to let go of her lips.

Tuoba Zi was kissed so dizzy, the Xishi fruit leaf hanging in front of her became a double image in her eyes.

"Is that enough?" she asked angrily.

"Are you still jealous?" Ming Beiliang asked back.

"I've said it all, I'm not jealous!" Tuoba Zi was angry, she was obviously angry, couldn't he see it?
"It seems that this king has to resort to other means." After saying that, he directly picked up Tuoba Zi and was about to send him to the bed.

"Ming Beiliang, I'm angry, can't you see? Who's jealous? Why am I jealous? I'm angry! That woman hurt Qi'er, and I was teaching her a lesson, but you still saved her!" Tuoba Zi was completely shocked. up.

If they don't explode, they will be thrown on the bed, squeezed into rounds, flattened, and put on eighteen postures.

Men, they are all big trotters!
(End of this chapter)