A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Ying Zheng is not close to women, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand women's love.

The girl in front of her has skin that is better than snow, her eyebrows are picturesque, her frowns and smiles are flowing, and his heartstrings are moved slightly.

"What is your purpose in approaching this king?"

Ying Zheng asked again, Shu Ange clenched his left hand into a fist, pressed it against his lips, looked at him with his eyes, and giggled.

The girl's posture is the most beautiful and moving, not to mention that Shu Ange was originally a grinning goblin, and her mood is naturally more charming.

If an ordinary person were here, Shu Ange would be able to hook the other party's spirit with a smile, and Ying Zheng's willpower was truly astonishing.

When asked about her purpose, Shu Ange's black and white eyes showed a hint of mischief. She bit her crystal and round nails and said innocently, "Your Majesty is wise and martial, you might as well guess."

When it comes to guessing the three words, Shu Ange laughed first, and a pair of small feet stirred up a circle of waves in the water.

Ying Zheng frowned, rubbed his fingers on the dagger, the girl had no murderous intent, and her words were like glutinous rice **** wrapped in honey, which made people hate it.

Shu Ange held his cheeks, stared at Ying Zheng, put his other hand on his knee, and laughed again for no reason: "Your Majesty, my name is Shu Ange, I came to find you to repay my kindness, a few years ago, you saved me once."

The word repayment came out of her mouth, and it had a different flavor, especially the word ah, it really tickled people's hearts.

Not only was Ying Zheng not provoked, but his expression became even more awe-inspiring, and he replied indifferently, "I have never saved anyone, and you don't need to repay any favors."

To outsiders, Shu Ange would naturally use the name Minglan, which made the original owner's mind.

But in front of Ying Zheng, she still likes to use her real name, which is more friendly.

Shu Ange originally thought that after seeing her, Ying Zheng would not give her a good look, but he would always give her some good looks. He didn't expect his coldness and coldness to be better than before, which made her a little annoyed.

"What if I have to report it?"

The warm spring water surrounds Shu Ange Chiluo's feet, which is soft and very comfortable.

She was wearing clothes and walking towards Ying Zheng with water dripping step by step, with a sweet smile on her face, and her bright eyes like crescent moons.

Ying Zheng clenched the dagger tightly, but couldn't bear to hurt her, so he stood up from the hot spring.

"Go forward, the widow will be welcome."

Shu Ange really stopped, his meaningful gaze fell on Ying Zheng's waist, the back of his hand rested on his lips, and the flower branches with a slight bowed head and a smile trembled.

"Your Majesty is indeed majestic."

Ying Zheng had never seen such a shameless woman. He had a bath towel around his waist, and she looked at him inch by inch, as if he had been stripped of his clothes and naked.

"absurd."

He was still a teenager after all, and when Shu Ange looked at him like this, his cheeks flushed with blood, and even the reprimands were a little powerless.

Shu Ange sighed, took another step towards Ying Zheng, looked at the dagger in his hand and said melancholy: "Your Majesty, I really came to repay my kindness, if you don't worry, put the dagger with me, I just want to be with you. Talk well."

As she spoke, she gestured with her fingers on the fair and delicate neck, and her eyes were serious.

Others are afraid of King Qin, and secretly slander him for his moody and violent temperament, but Shu Ange is not afraid.

She believed that he would not hurt her - if he really hurt her, she would have the ability to escape from him.

In order to show his sincerity, Shu Ange specially spread his palm, facing Ying Zheng, half-raised it in front of his chest, and walked towards him step by step.

Ying Zheng thought her words were to trick him into approaching him, but when the two of them were still three steps away, he took a step forward and hooked her into his arms, with the dagger in front of her neck.

The sharp dagger flickered with cold light, reflecting Shu Ange's snow-white skin, and in the cold, there was no thrilling beauty.

Shu Ange was not afraid either, the dagger slid across her neck, and she fell into the arms of the person behind her. Ying Zheng's hard chest pressed against her back, and the two of them were hot, as if they had a fever.

Ruanxiang and Wenyu were in his arms, and the heartbeats of the two joined together. Ying Zheng frowned again: "Don't move."

He is a man of strong blood, not a stone. How can such a lively beauty be thrown into his arms, how can he cut off the thoughts in his heart.

"Your Majesty is on guard against An Ge, but I trust you. I really came to repay my kindness. You saved my life, and I will help you conquer the world."

The girl's soft body was clinging to his chest, making Ying Zheng a little confused.

Thinking of Shu Ange's superb swordsmanship and the ability to sneak into the inner hall to avoid everyone's eyes and ears, if he really made a move, he might not be an opponent, so Ying Zheng simply removed the dagger.

He moved the dagger away, took a step back, and separated the two bodies that were clinging to each other. Shu Ange said regretfully, "Your Majesty, why don't you keep holding the dagger across Ange's neck, so that we can get closer for a while."

The two had been talking for so long, and Ying Zheng also recalled that he was being molested.

After realizing this, Ying Zheng turned dark and walked out of the pool. He stepped on the clogs and walked to the screen with a full body of water. When he was about to change clothes, Shu An appeared in the screen without knowing it and said with a smile. : "Your Majesty, are you going to change clothes? An Ge's clothes are also wet."

She leaned against the screen, playing with a strand of dark hair in her hand, tilting her head to look at Ying Zheng.

"..."

Ying Zheng stopped the movement of his hands, the water droplets slid along his collarbone all the way to the solid chest and abdomen, matched with his abstinence face, which was extraordinarily tempting and fanciful.

It is said that women are sultry, and if a man feels sexual, it is also extremely fatal.

Shu Ange put his right index finger on his lips, looked at Ying Zheng without shame, and leaned against the screen with his toes hooked on his heel.

In the small space, the two of them stood face to face, even breathing mixed together.

Ying Zheng was teased by Shu Ange for so long, and finally got out of anger.

He took a step forward and pressed Shu Ange against the screen, his expressionless and handsome face almost touching her face.

"You are seducing the widow."

Ying Zheng's scorching breath brushed against Shu Ange's face, his left hand grabbed her shoulder and locked her in his arms.

He had never been so close to a woman before, not to mention that the girl in front of him, Rong Hua, had an unparalleled fragrance and seductive fragrance.

Shu Ange wasn't afraid or annoyed either, his breathing became heavier, and the ups and downs of his chest became more pronounced.

"Seduce, no, I said it was a repayment."

Shu Ange tilted his head, and voluntarily gave him a hug, and rubbed Ying Zheng's waist.

When it rubbed against his crotch and stiffened, Shu Ange giggled, like a little mouse who stole the honey.

"you--"

Ying Zheng couldn't do anything about Shu Ange. He originally planned to scare her, but he didn't expect to be taken advantage of by her. As a man, the idea of ​​being taken advantage of by others made him a little embarrassed.