Bodyguard of the Goddess

"Drawing sound, you must hold your position, can't be misled by her demon words!"

Ah Zhengge, who was lying in bed smoking and eating fruit, couldn’t sit still and cheered.

Lin Huayin’s face is slightly different. He feels that Xiao Zheng is still standing on his own side, staring coldly at Shen Manjun: “Have you heard?”

"In terms of men and women, you are indeed an idiot." Shen Manjun shook his head faintly, and looked sad. "Don't you hear Xiao Zheng's meaning outside the string? He wants you to stabilize. The most fundamental thing is not to be afraid of your withdrawal, but to fear that after you voluntarily withdraw, I lose interest in him. You see, he is better than you. Be smart, know how to make yourself enjoy the benefits of the people."

"The trough!" A Zheng Ge, a spirited spirit, sat up and smashed through the wall. "Smelly, don't filthy me! My Azheng is not such a devastating person!"

"Even if you don't say it, right?" Shen Manjun shouted out of the air, and actually marginalized Lin's painting.