Men doing men's things are enemies of Aoyun Kingdom and cannot tolerate Dugu Ye. It is a competition between men and has nothing to do with women.
He was not so stingy that he refused to save a woman, so he regarded it as repaying her kindness for giving her advice, even though he didn't need it.
When Xuanyuan Che grabbed his arm, the strong and powerful force coming from across his sleeve, and the hot temperature belonging to a man, spread throughout his body in an instant.
Princess Qinglian's body almost went limp immediately, relying entirely on Xuanyuan Che to drag her forward.
"Che." Princess Qinglian softly called Xuanyuan Che's name softly, with lust and naivety.
At the same time, he reached out and randomly pulled open the skirt of his clothes. It was so hot.
"Who allowed you to call me by my name?" With a sharp shout, Xuanyuan Che turned his head with a cold expression on his face.
His name is only allowed to be called by his Liuyue, others will be killed without mercy.
Turning his head, Princess Qinglian, whose whole body was leaning on his arm, raised her head, and her absolutely beautiful face came into Xuanyuan Che's eyes.
Her cheeks are red, extremely beautiful, as bright as the sun and the moon. With such an expression and appearance, who is it but Liu Yue?
Liuyue?
Xuanyuan Che rubbed his eyes, how could it be Liuyue?
As soon as I thought this in my mind, my body suddenly tensed up, and the suppressed heat instantly set the whole prairie fire like wildfire.
His moon.
"Che." She tore off her clothes in a daze, and Princess Qinglian leaned into Xuanyuan Che's arms.
The blue ethereal miasma is everywhere, and the strands are floating in this area of the sky and the earth, like a fairy mansion, beautiful and illusory.
The sun is shining brightly and there is a miasma of love.
The feet are very fast, passing through the forest and the miasma.
Liu Yue and Dugu Ye, who were in tandem, kept silent and just walked away quickly. There was nothing strange along the way, only the blood on Liu Yue's shoulder dripped drop by drop to the ground.
The sound of water dripping, the mountain breeze is quiet.
A flying body rushed out of the fragrant miasma, the sun shone golden, and the eyes suddenly brightened, and a mountain stream stood here.