Playing to the death and cheating on you

And——and—she finally met His Majesty face to face—to see His Majesty at such a close distance, his face is really too different from his childhood, right?

When he was young, he was a sissy with pink makeup and jade like the third prince. Why does he look so strict and cold now? ? ? ?

The whole person is like carved out of a bottle of steel and iron. His body is full of a sturdy and wild smell, giving people a strong sense of oppression... It's hard to tell whether he is handsome or not. Handsome, I was repelled by this huge sense of oppression first...

She covered her mouth, God, this person reminded her of another person——

Scumbag. 【26nbsp;】

Kong Wu is a powerful, extremely strong scumbag, a scumbag who would grab her and throw her in the air as a toy...

There are not many such strong men in the world, because not everyone can be the Lion King.

It's over, she really has hallucinations, and now no matter who she sees, she feels like a scumbag——

As long as there is no powdery man, even the two powerful Yulin soldiers who have just retreated make her feel like a scumbag...

Thinking wildly in her mind, when she met the eyes of a certain majesty who was about to kill someone, she immediately looked away: don't look at him, don't look at him, don't look at him...

For a big man with a strong aura who expects to kill people with just one look - the best way to deal with them is not to look at him at all...

Ignore it and ignore it.

She didn't even dare to look at that person's eyes, which were no longer covered by the bamboo curtain, and sharp arrows were shot out one after another. If eyes could really kill, she would have died countless times.

However, practice has proved that eyes cannot kill people.

If you don't watch it, I won't watch it.

She lowered her head, very low, staring firmly at her instep...

On this side, the two men and women who met their eyes for the first time are no less than the thunder that stirs the ground... On the other side, the third prince, who is lying limply on the bed and can't move at all, can't wait to die immediately.

The clothes were taken off in a mess, the waistband was broken, and the soft armor looked like a layer of silkworm chrysalis wrapped... The most hateful thing was the stinky stuff stuffed in his mouth... …

He wants to get up and kowtow to apologize, but he has no strength; he has to speak out a few words for himself, but there is no way.

,,