"Hey, An Qing, is your husband looking at us?" Milolo suddenly bumped An Qing with his arm. An Qing looked in the direction of her finger. Four beautiful men were looking at her.
Here, there is a provocative smile on the corner of the mouth!
"Are you interested?" An Qing suddenly asked her sister
"ha?"
"Let's - go play." An Qing's tone of voice fell in vain, like an enchanting rose flower dyed with ice and snow. There was a touch of temptation in the enchantment, revealing the aloof and inviolable nature of a queen.
How can Her Majesty the Queen's authority tolerate provocation by others!
She pushed aside the crowd and strode towards the high-spirited young man in the field. When Milolo and the others saw this posture, they knew something fun was coming!
At this time, everyone in the venue focused their attention on them. An Qing walked to Wei Jichen and stood in front of him, looking at him provocatively: "Come to have fun?"
His green eyes glowed brilliantly under the sunlight: "Okay, please husband..., please be merciful."
An Qing's face suddenly turned red. Why did she think what he just wanted to say was "Please, madam, be merciful!"
"Wow~" Ling Yuxuan on the side saw this scene and whistled provocatively. An Qing was so angry that she didn't care about the strategy and started fighting directly. Although her kung fu was not as good as Moli's, her body was petite.
Flexible, moving quickly, like a nimble swallow
Wei Jichen resisted her attack, but seemed to be able to do so with ease
"Hey, who do you think will win?" Milolo turned around and asked his sisters