Xia Weiyang smiled proudly, squatted down, looked at him and said with a chuckle, "My lord, has anyone ever told you that your lips are very suitable for kissing?"
Not long ago, she also said this to someone, "Xia, has anyone ever told you that your lips look very suitable for kissing?"
Those same words were still spoken to the same face, but everything had changed.
"Xia Weiyang, do you know that what you did today is enough to make you die a hundred times."
Why didn't you find out before that Xia Weiyang actually knows martial arts?
Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "My lord, you have a good figure too."
Her little hands restlessly moved around on his chest.
"Xia. Xia Weiyang...you...are looking for death!"
Xuanyuan Che gritted his teeth, spoke viciously, and stared at her with a murderous look.
"Oh, really? If you want to die, you have to take the prince with you, haha."
She suddenly lowered her head and covered his lips.
Her small lips stayed on his warm and soft lips for a few seconds. After hearing a muffled groan from Xuanyuan Che, she left his lips with satisfaction.
He stretched out his slender fingers and touched his lips, and said with a low smile, "It tastes pretty good!"
Xuanyuan Che half-closed his eyes and secretly attacked the acupuncture points on his body.
The only thing he wants to do now is to catch the culprit and punish him.
He couldn't believe that he was being molested by a humble slave.
And what she did next surprised him beyond measure.