Xuanyuan Jinghong narrowed his eyes, God, he just wanted to steal fragrance and jade, but it was so sad.

But if he improves instantly, he will be grabbed by this little girl.

Xuanyuan Jinghong seemed to have no bones, and her eyes blinked: "Baby, where is this?"

Feng Baoer gritted her teeth and pretended, and pretended to me.

She didn't want to worry about him, and stood up covered in mud, so she let him stay in this lotus pond.

Judging from Feng Baoer's actions, it seemed like she was about to throw him away in the mud.

Xuanyuan Jinghong was naturally unhappy and the eight-clawed bear wrapped his hands and feet around.

Looking at the hands around his waist and feet wrapped around his legs, Feng Baoer couldn't pull him off for a moment.

Both of them were already wet, and hugging each other tightly, the touch was more obvious.

A smile streaked across Xuanyuan Jinghong's mouth, the little woman's soft lines were tightly pressed against her, and the hot breath was exhaled against her neck.

This is really---awesome.

"Hey, hey, Xuanyuan Jinghong, get up for me."

Feng Baoer was almost exhausted, and the man around her was weighing all over her.

Judging from his painful appearance, he could not see any of the elements of acting.

A big man is really delicate if he is bitten by a snake.

After a lot of effort, Feng Baoer dragged Xuanyuan Jinghong into the house.

She was so tired that she was weak all over.

The house is decorated very elegantly, but every item is exquisite.

However, wherever they passed, there was mud in the ground.

Feng Baoer threw Xuanyuan Jinghong on the couch, turned his gaze and landed on his clothes, all of which were mud.

She kicked him in the foot: "Hey hey hey, wake up."

The answer to her was only a silence.

Feng Baoer kicked him again, but when he saw that he had no reaction, he pinched his face like a flower, but still had no reaction.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Baoer pinched his nose again, pinched his back, and was still silent.

Xuanyuan Jinghong endured the dense pain on his body, but his face was calm.

After fiddling for a long time, there was no response. Feng Baoer was really helpless.

Seeing that his body was wet and muddy, Feng Baoer didn't think much about it.

With his fingertips, he took off Xuanyuan Jinghong's coat.

The ancients' clothes were several layers inside and outside, and after taking off a few pieces, only the underwear inside was left.

For Feng Baoer, there was no embarrassment at all.

She has modern ideas, and this is nothing.

Xuanyuan Jinghong: It’s so happy that the baby gives her a loose dress.

Please slap~ Please slap~

When Feng Baoer took off several pieces of Xuanyuan Jinghong's clothes, there was no more text.

This made Xuanyuan Jinghong open the needle-like slit.

Seeing Feng Baoer turn around, her delicate face is like glazed porcelain, emitting a faint light, and she is not as perfect as a real person.

He moved his toes and kicked all the clothes under his feet.

Feng Baoer was all in her mind, and Xuanyuan Jinghong's movements were very fast.

She had just taken one step and tripped over the clothes under her feet.

He rushed straight towards Xuanyuan Jinghong.

With a "click." Feng Baoer's forehead hit Xuanyuan Jinghong's forehead.

He staggered, his body lost its focus, and he fell backwards.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Jinghong rolled over and pressed heavily on Feng Baoer.
Chapter completed!