The smile on his face was restrained, and he gave a cold look at the two and five princes who were pale and without a trace of blood. In a cold voice, he said: "if I don't see the bet in ten days, I don't mind coming to ask for debt in person. The three princes don't have it. The families of several concubines certainly don't lack this money."

After that, Leng hum, holding xuanyuanche's hand, walked out.

Don't think of anyone who dares to unite and bully him.

Xuanyuanche shrugged at xuanyuancheng as if he had no choice but to walk out, leaving two people who were almost crying in the flower hall.

"Hahahaha." Out of the flower tower, on the carriage, xuanyuanche can no longer help laughing.

"Tough enough, tough enough." In the laughter, xuanyuanche put his hand around Ryukyu's waist. He wanted to clean up the three people after today. Some things didn't have to be decided at the gambling table. However, Ryukyu was more ruthless than him, which made them have no turning over place and saved his heart.

"Are my people bullied by outsiders?" Ryukyu raised his head and was extremely proud.

Xuanyuanche was stunned when he heard this, and then he fell on Ryukyu's shoulder with a happy smile. Such a small body and such a domineering mouth make him feel uncomfortable.

Between the moon and the moon, xuanyuanche was totally wrong. He frowned. He took her seriously. Then

Turn a head, the soft double lips fast paste that pair of iron lips, the hot sucking up.

Xuanyuanche a Leng, immediately defend for attack, embrace the waist of the moon tightly contain the lips of the moon.

Toss and turn, light pick and slow roll.

Silk and silver thread are brewing in the red lips.

It's hot and hot.

Strong two sides, who will not let who, sparks splashed, you come to me.

Lips, hotter and hotter.

Breath, more and more erotic.

Outside the carriage, there was a lot of noise. Inside the carriage, they almost kneaded together.

The intense sparks in the collision, slowly rising, each other's emotions gradually become gentle, lips tightly cross, you and I, sweet together.

For a long time, the lips are divided and the breath is out.

"You are mine." Ryukyu looks at xuanyuanche, who is extremely enchanting, and reaches out to hold him, just like holding his own belongings. No one can touch them, and no one can bully them.

Back to the taste of xuanyuanche, then stare a pair of eyes, eyes with evil, angry voice: "who taught you these?"

Damn it, he's better than him. Who taught her?