Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Only that young man was very pure and innocent.

Aristocrats cannot survive with only naivety.

We cannot change this corrupt and dirty world, but we can choose not to be changed by this world.

Mo Yan picked up the teacup indifferently, and looked away, neither reminding nor mocking.

"Little brother, my shoulders are so sore, can you rub them for me?"

With a pair of plump breasts, the childlike noble lady deliberately moved beside Yan Ce to straighten out her proud breasts, with bright red pupils showing on her face.

Intentionally or unintentionally, fingers pulled the neckline of the dress a little, revealing a deep and attractive milky white.

"Okay, okay." Yan Ce said with a smile.

"Little brother, my legs are a little sore, can you rub them?"

"Yeah."

"Um... little brother, sister, my stomach hurts a bit, can you stretch your hand in to warm my sister?"

The experienced old Si Ji licked her lips playfully, saying that it was a stomachache and wanted to warm the boy's hands, but she gently pulled the hook away. As for the rubbing position, it depends on the boy. degree of innocence.

"Yeah."

Although he was full of promises, Yan Ce remained motionless, kneeling like a log, beckoning his attendants to pour a glass of water for the noble ladies who were looking for a new home.

"My sister told me to drink more hot water."

The skilled noble ladies showed increasingly intriguing expressions, are they so pure?Despair becomes even more alluring after being dyed their colors.

Therefore, they each refrained from their explicit behavior and acted innocent.

"...The hot water is so hot, please blow it on for my sister."

"Yeah."

Yan Ce handed the blown warm water to the young lady at the front.

He smiled and said, "Drink some hot water to ease the miscarriage."

"..."

As a result, the expression of the noble lady who took the hot water suddenly became stiff.

"Brother, what are you talking about..."

"When I first came and came, the footsteps sounded wrong, suddenly light and heavy, like a person's weight suddenly increased in a short period of time, causing a slight imbalance in the body."

"Brother, you—"

Yan Ce said earnestly and earnestly: "Miss Sister's wrists and clavicle are tightly bound by ropes, leaving light red marks. The ropes should fit the joints. If you are not good at rope skills, it is best to choose beef tendon ropes, which will cause less harm to your body." a little."

"By the way, you must refrain from such embarrassing things during pregnancy, otherwise you will have a miscarriage."

The expressions of the noble ladies were extremely horrified, as if they saw a shrimp covered in sheepskin.

What a goddamn innocent boy, he is obviously a battle-tested monster! ! !

Yan Ce patiently fastened the necklines that the ladies and sisters had untied a little.

"Drink more hot water."

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The door directly in front of the banquet hall opened.

The bustling and lively banquet is now silent.

The camellias in full bloom in autumn bloom silently, and the bright red maple leaves outside the banquet hall are swept into the corner of the courtyard with the cool wind.

Blue hair fluttering.The girl who was so weak that she seemed to fall down at the first push walked to the first place, watched all the guests she invited, stood there for a few seconds, and then swept her eyes over Yan Ce, the strange emotion disappeared in a flash, and the eyes looked away.

Lowering his head, there was a trace of anger that was too faint to be detected in his eyes.

Dressed in formal attire, with skirts that trailed the floor, she looked around, and a dignified and dignified chuckle appeared on her raised gentle face.

The afternoon sun shone on her black hair and snowy skin, like a dazzlingly beautiful scenery.

At this moment, all the teenagers present at the scene lost their minds by coincidence, met those soft eyes, and immediately began to think about how to implement the thirty-five preliminary plans for the burial of young masters.

Your Highness Fusu, she is looking at me...

Then, the girl walked through the first half of the banquet hall step by step, until the second half where the younger generation gathered together.

The nervous heartbeats of the teenagers became louder and louder.

However, the girl in the dream didn't stay in front of them for a second longer.

Fu Su's eyes focused on Yan Ce who was talking and laughing, especially those skillful hands that seemed to be able to untie the girl's neckline.

The warm chuckle gradually turned cold.

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Fifty steps...forty steps...thirty steps...