He sensed the aura of Yue Lao's blessing on Du Kang and regarded him as his prey.

Zhu Meiniang is only a D-level monk, and her ability related to the Heart-Moon Fox Technique and marriage should only be the fourth-level Hong Luan Xing Dong. A skill of this level should not be able to forcibly cut off the marriage established by the Yuelao Line.

With a stone in his heart, Du Kang took the jade that was catching him in his hand. After taking a deep breath, he gently scratched the sole of the jade that was like warm jade.

"Oh...it's so itchy."

Zhu Meiniang subconsciously wanted to pull her foot back, but Du Kang's big steel-like hands held her tightly and kept scratching at the soles of her feet with his fingers, which made Zhu Meiniang's branches tremble, and her green hair flew in the air as she laughed.

Flying high.

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Me, please don’t provoke me here.”

Du Kang's frivolity seemed to make Zhu Meiniang angry. She kicked Du Kang hard on the chest with her other foot, which ended the itching on the sole of his foot.

But this was not because Du Kang let go of his hand, but because both of her feet fell into Du Kang's hands and were played with carefully by Du Kang.

"You are a bad man. You dare to be so frivolous to me before you agree to my conditions. It seems that you are not an honest person who keeps his own rules. I misjudged you earlier. You are not a person worth trusting."

"It's not that I'm dishonest, it's because you are so beautiful. How can the poor wife at home be compared to you? I divorced her when I took you back. Only after I met you did I know that you are the one who can truly stay with me for the rest of my life."

people."

When Du Kang said this, he was sincere, as if he had completely forgotten all the women in his life, and only saw this woman at this moment.

Numb words of love and the laughter of men and women came from the Arhat couch, making Jian Zhi feel a little uncomfortable.

From pushing and pulling to flirting, this pair of dogs did it all in a matter of seconds. Jian Zhi was so dumbfounded that she could only quietly move a distance away, for fear of disturbing the good things of the master and the master.

Jian Zhi first spent a long time observing the magic weapons made by her master on the weapon rack. The long and short weapons were displayed on the weapon rack. She felt that everything she saw was full of aura and the quality was indeed extraordinary.

Although the forged middle-grade magic weapons have long been stored in the Sheng family's warehouse, to be placed here is that they are also the finest among the low-grade magic weapons and are of great value.

Perhaps because the time spent appreciating the magic weapons was too short, Jian Zhi felt that it was not enough, so she also appreciated all the semi-finished magic weapons one by one, until she had seen all the various forging materials in the room.

The annoying sound finally stopped.

When Jian Zhi returned to the Luohan couch, Zhu Meiniang, who had a flushed face and peach blossoms in her eyes, straightened out the folds on her clothes, let Du Kang comb her hair into a bun, and took out a piece of gold on her temples from her ring.

Bu shook her hairpin and inserted it into her bun.

A layer of rich red light shrouded the two people's heads, giving their faces a layer of festive color, and they heard Zhu Meiniang say in a sweet voice.
Chapter completed!