"Mr. Zhao, are you going out by yourself or are you invited out by my concubine?"

Night matchless blue eyes staring at Zhao Zhile, not salty said, there is no flattery in the words.

Although Zhao Zhile's identity can rank in the top 20 in the imperial capital, but there is a prince standing behind her. How can she be afraid of a little young Sikong?

Ye Wushuang felt the moist feeling from his legs. He looked down and saw Ye Xiaofan's snot smeared on his skin. When he was about to get angry, he saw Ye Xiaofan's delicate facial features and poor expression.

For them, night matchless is a fairy in the sky, which can only be viewed from afar and can not be profaned or defiled by anyone. Now ye Xiaofan holds their goddess's thigh directly. How can they not be angry? If their strength allows, they must kill Ye Xiaofan.

People around see this scene, one by one with a cracked canthus, ferocious expression, roaring and roaring, eager to kill Ye Xiaofan.

"No, no

"Little fart child, let go of my goddess, I want to fight with you

"Crouch, Laozi's goddess!"

Ye Xiaofan's eyes were full of thieves. He turned around, opened his little feet, and jumped to the back of night matchless. He held Ye Xiaofan's long legs, and his face was full of pitiful looks.

"Sister, I'm so scared!"

Eighteen King Kong, one by one clothes burst, muscles flashing golden light, majestic, step forward, the ground under the feet of the instant collapse, the thick pressure of the whole audience.

"Bang Bang..."

Zhao Zhile looks fierce and murderous in his eyes. He directly orders the eighteen vajras to work together.

"Go, skin the little beast!"

Hearing this, ye Xiaofan's eyes lit up again, some small excited friction hands.

"Well, there is still a chance."

One side of the woman heard Ye Xiaofan's words, immediately some angry explanation.

"Little brother, what are you talking about? The matchless sister is still innocent. She just dedicated a few pieces of Qin CI for the prince. How can you say that?"

See such a beautiful woman, but has become someone else's Ye Xiaofan was very upset.

When ye Xiaofan heard the conversation between them, his eyes darkened and he shook his head and sighed: "it's so beautiful, but it's already in the pocket of others. It's a pity."

If the emperor had not suppressed the development of the second prince, I am afraid the prince would have been killed by the second prince. This is what the whole emperor knows.

Ye Wushuang is supported by the crown prince. He is the person behind the second prince. In the imperial capital, who doesn't know that the second prince is as powerful as Zhongtian, and the master of the master is many times more than that of the prince.

Seeing ye Wushuang, he not only ignored what he had just said, but now he is talking about himself. Zhao Zhile's heart has already exploded. He raised his arm to point at night matchless and roared angrily.

"The night is matchless. Don't be shameless. Don't think you can do whatever you want with the prince standing behind you. Today, in front of you, I stripped the little beast alive."

Night matchless a heart is going to melt, ye Xiaofan is really too cute, all of a sudden will snivel things in the back of the head, lift up the white tender small hand, caress Ye Xiaofan's forehead, comfort way: "little brother, you don't cry, there is a sister in, no one can hurt you."

"Sister, I'm afraid. They just said that they want to peel my skin. I'm so small and my skin is so tender, I'm afraid of pain!"

Ye Xiaofan holds the thigh of the night matchless more tightly, the snot does not want the money to rub up.

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