Chapter 1227 The Ending

God, he doesn't have the guts to publicize his prostitution in the midst of thousands of troops!
In that case, even if the boss didn't shoot him to death, he would have no face to live on!
He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, spinning around in circles.

The guardian who supported Ye Xuanji felt that Ye Xuanji's body temperature was rising higher and higher, as if she was holding a big hot fireball.

Especially Ye Xuanji actually started to make some moves.

Her body leaned against him desperately, and her small hands tremblingly caressed his face.
Her little hands were hot, and her eyes were finally no longer dazed, and there was a dark red moist luster.

She frowned slightly, her facial features became extremely charming in an instant.

She raised her foot lightly, and her full, rosy lips almost touched his cheek.

It made his hair stand on end in an instant, and he froze in place.

This is the Holy Master's woman, even if he had eight hundred guts, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

I couldn't help but shouted: "Dharma Protector, hurry, hurry... detoxify her..."

He really wanted to push her out, but he didn't dare!

Ye Xuanji simply continued her efforts and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She pressed her face against his, opened her mouth to bite his ear, and licked it carefully...

She looked extremely charming, and the bottom of her eyes changed violently, as if she wanted to break free from something but couldn't.

With trembling lips, after a lot of effort, he finally uttered two words: "Go away..."

The voice was as low as a mosquito, but she said it in the ear of the guardian, and the guardian heard it clearly.

The protector almost burst into tears.

He really wanted to go away, but she hugged him like a koala, and he didn't dare to push or touch.

His body was shaking like chaff, but there was nothing he could do.

Ye Xuanji wrapped her small hands around his collar and pulled it desperately, as if she wanted to undress him...

The man was almost as scared as shit.

It felt like there was an oversized hot iron pan hanging around my neck, it was hot and scalding, and I was scared and embarrassed.

Shouting again and again: "Great Protector, hurry up, hurry up..."
(End of this chapter)

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