"Mr. Demon Lord, work hard all the way..."

"Master Demon Lord...", chattering and speaking in a delicate voice, like a group of larks flying out of the cage, surrounding Feng Xiao Xunhuan.

Feng Xiaoxun smiled freely: "Beauty, come, let me have a taste of it."

He threw Luo Qingyu's hand to the ground, put his left arm around Yingying, kissed her lips, and held Yanyan with his right arm around him, and pinched her chest...

Luo Qingyu was thrown on the grass by him, and barely got up, watching him and a bunch of women beside him.

His movements were not taboos, and the little demons of the Yingying and Yanyan didn't know what kind of race they were. They were thin waists and long legs, hot figures, and exposed. They only had a gauze on the outside, but they didn't wear anything inside. The mountains were towering, the valley was faint, and the spring was shining in the action...

Luo Qingyu looked at it calmly. Others may have never seen such a scene before, but his face would be enthusiastic and beating when he saw it.

But Luo Qingyu lingers in various nightclubs in his previous life. She has seen pole dance, striptease, and even live-action PK performances, let alone this kind of pediatrician?

She sneered in her heart. It turned out that when she was in the lava cave, she saw Feng Xiaoxun keeping his adopted daughter's body, and she looked like she was deeply planted in love. She thought that although he was evil, he was still a seed of infatuation.

Seeing him performing with these Yingyingyan today, she suddenly felt that she might have really misunderstood.

This person is a pure pervert!

Can't guess it all-in-fact-

The shadow of a great master appeared in my heart again, and there seemed to be a small needle in a certain part of my heart!

Her voice transmission snail suddenly broke. I wonder if he had any reaction?

Hamburg should have flew back to report to him. Will he come to save her?

She couldn't help but be stunned.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a dull sound was heard, which shocked Luo Qingyu's mind. She glanced casually, but found that a girl in purple was slapped out by Feng Xiaoxun's palm and fell heavily into the flowers.

The flowers were thorny roses, and the girl screamed in tears.

Feng Xiaoxun, who just smiled like the spring breeze, looked as heavy as Shura from hell: "Bitch! You dare to steal fishy things on me!"

The girl in purple changed her face: "No, Lord Demon Lord, A Zi has no..."

"Hmph, you dare to argue! You bitch has the smell of other men! Come on, throw this bitch into the snake cave and feed the snake!"

One sentence determined the fate of the charming woman. The charming woman shouted unjustly: "Mr. Demon Lord, A Zi has no other men. Yes, the day before yesterday, A Zi went out to play, picked up a man's clothes, and took a look... I guess it must be the smell of that dress..."

Feng Xiaoxun raised his eyebrows slightly, and a cold smile appeared on his stunning face: "The clothes of other men are also picked up casually? Humph, pull this little **** down and feed the snake!"

The woman in purple was dragged out by several little demons who came out of nowhere and ran in a certain direction...
Chapter completed!