"If you don't love me, don't touch me. Please respect me and respect you." Yaoguang slowly tried to push Rakshasa away.
Rakshasa didn't move, only looked down at Yaoguang: "You are courting me." The words were questions but more affirmative than affirmative.
Yaoguang was quite speechless as he listened. How could this Rakshasa be so domineering and so misinterpreted? He just stared at Rakshasa angrily.[
Seeing this, Rakshasa suddenly smiled, stretched out his fingers to slowly touch Yao Guang's red lips, and said with a promise of a thousand dollars: "Okay."
OK, I agree to your courtship.
In response, Rakshasa turned over and slept next to Yaoguang, and put his arms around Yaoguang: "I respect myself and you, and I'll wait until you are willing."
Quite domineering and direct, yet still masculine.
Yaoguang looked at the Rakshasa holding her silently. Why did the Rakshasa misinterpret her words to mean this? Could it be that what she said was not clear enough?
But forget it, Rakshasa is a person of his word, and since he will keep his word, she doesn't have to worry about other problems.
But, how did this get mixed up...
Rakshasa saw Yaoguang quietly not struggling in his arms, and couldn't help but feel quite satisfied. He tightened his arms to hug Yaoguang even tighter.
What kind of bullshit is love? What's the use of saying so many things.
He only knew that this person was his, his.
It will be his for the rest of his life, no one is allowed to touch it, no one can touch it.
The night is intoxicating, and the silvery moonlight shines onto the bed, reflecting on the two people sleeping in each other's arms. There is harmony within the disharmony.
The next day.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the King of Heaven Competition." Rakshasa in the dark palace took Yaoguang's hand and walked out.
What Rakshasa did in the past few days was not told to Yaoguang, but today he actually wanted to take her to participate. What was Rakshasa thinking? Yaoguang glanced at Rakshasa and followed.
Maybe she could see Bai Zijin at that competition for the King of Heavenly Kings.
Her parents, she was really anxious.
The sky is as green as blue and thousands of miles high in the sky.
The competition for the title of King of Heaven of the Dragon Clan is a competition within the clan. The competition is for the title of the Dragon Clan’s number one master, and it is not open to the public.[
Therefore, every thousand years, only the patriarchs or leaders of other races can participate in watching, so even though there are not many people, all of them are masters among masters.
Entering the venue with a fluctuating light.
Upon entering, I haven’t seen how the venue is arranged.