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67. Feel! Pay attention to the feel!

His heart was filled with excitement... It was true that the little Loli's voice was so gentle, her breath was so sweet, and her lips were so soft. He could almost touch her lips and taste the sweetness in her mouth almost immediately...

...his big hands instinctively hugged her waist, just around the torn part:

Feel! Pay attention to the feel!

How embarrassing it is to ask a man who has been tortured by a night of erotic dreams to hug such a waist...

"Little Shui Lian... Shui Lian... you, what's your excuse?"

"You find a man to seduce her, then catch her, divorce her naturally, and don't have to pay a penny. No matter how powerful her family is, if their daughter steals someone and shames her ancestors, they have no choice but to eat.

Because of this dumb loss..."

His lustful eyes were shocked.【26nbsp;】

This, this, such a nasty way to deal with your own wife?

Or is it not a human being?

"Shui Lian... this... this... or else, Xiao Wang will put you and her side by side, regardless of size?"

She loosened her grip on his chest affectionately, pushed him away, and sneered: "Third Prince, if you can't promise a woman, don't be shameless and take advantage of others..."

The Third Prince was dumbfounded.

Why does a woman's face change so quickly?

As if in response to his slander, the woman who was angry just now smiled sweetly in the blink of an eye, her lips came up, almost touching his lips, and she breathed out like a blue: "By the way, Third Prince, is there anyone?"

Told you a secret?"

"What secret?"

"You have such a strong tone...ah...bah..."

She turned around: "Pearl, bring me the mouthwash...it's killing me..."

Push it out, enter the door, close the door, all in one go.

The thick door almost flattened the tip of his nose, just like when he was treating Eunuch Zhang just now.

If it weren't for the faint scent that still lingers on her lips, it would be as if this woman had never appeared before.

But, but—the young prince’s fragile self-esteem.

Shocked beyond measure.

He watched the little palace maid Pearl put in the mouthwash, and suddenly wanted to grab her and ask: Do I have breath? Do I really have breath????

Why do I have bad breath????

I am the romantic prince, the handsome prince. Can the prince have a strong tone????

I have so many women, why has no one ever said that I have bad breath???

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