The Black-bellied master Jian

Rong Yan looked into his unfathomable eyes and said, " can you find a woman to help me rub my hands? of course, Yingluo, if you want to do it yourself, I don't mind.

Rong Yan's head was hot for a moment, so she said this without thinking. However, she didn't expect that Gong Jie would suddenly raise his eyebrows and slowly reach out his hand."Are you sure?"

rong yan swallowed her saliva and took two steps back. " I'm just saying that. I don't dare to trouble you for real.

She would rather have her hand crippled than have it crumpled. It was too f * cking scary.

"it's okay, i don't mind." That simple face of the King of Hell had a smile that even the Grim Reaper would tremble at the sight of.

Looking at the Jian Yi who was leaning over, Rong Yan couldn't help but shout, " "You don't mind, but I mind Yingluo."