Beauty Ecstasy: Love the slave is too ferocious

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"Xia He! Xia He! Where are you now? Come and save me..." Seeing that Xiahou Fengli was not afraid of the things in her hands at all, Jiang Nanyan immediately threw them away, screaming, and quickly got behind the screen lie down.

Xiahou Fengli sneered, took a few steps, and came to the back of the screen.

Jiang Nanyan hid behind the round table, looking at the people at the other end in panic.

Xiahou Fengli took two steps forward, reaching out his hand to grab someone. [

Jiang Nanyan nimbly slipped to the other side of the round table and escaped safely.

Xiahou Fengcheng frowned, followed, and stretched out his hand again.

But across the round table, coupled with Jiang Nanyan's nimble hands and feet, he went to the left, she went to the right, he went to the right, and slipped to the right...

They ran around the round table several times, Xiahou Fengli just couldn't catch the woman who was close at hand!

He twisted his mouth angrily, glared at Jiang Nanyan furiously, and roared impatiently, "Stop for the prince! Don't move!"

"No!" Jiang Nanyan huddled in a corner of the round table and answered panting.

"Don't let the crown prince say it a second time." Xia Houfeng's face darkened, his dark black pupils stared at her fiercely, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently.

"You're angry!" Jiang Nanyan said.

"Do you also know that the crown prince is angry?" Xiahou Fengli squinted his eyes and sneered, his whole body exuded a frightening coldness.

"I know..." Jiang Nanyan stammered, without letting go of her vigilance, she looked straight at him.

Of course she knew he was angry!

Because, his eyes were staring with anger, the veins on his forehead were twitching, his eyebrows stood on end, even his hair was almost straight, and the top of his head was almost smoking!

"Don't you have something to say to the prince? Come here!" Xiahou Fengli didn't want to talk to her, so he directly changed the topic back.

"I...I..." Jiang Nanyan swallowed her saliva before continuing, "I...I can just stand here and talk... Anyway, there is no one else in the room now..."

Xiahou Fengli stared at her without speaking, but his brows became tighter and tighter, and his face became more and more serious.

Jiang Nanyan's heart was flustered, and the palms of the hands pressed on the round table were constantly sweating.