"Sister Xiangxiang, don't worry, I won't be impulsive!" Yang Tianlei suddenly turned and stared at Chu Xiangxiang, who was close at hand, and said softly.

"Just don't be impulsive. Let's go back quickly so as not to be affected!" seeing Yang Tianlei's calm face, Chu Xiangxiang felt relieved. At this time, she felt that she tightly hugged Yang Tianlei's not generous but manly waist. Such a warm and ambiguous posture immediately made Chu Xiangxiang's face slightly red and avoided Yang Tianlei's dark eyes. She said softly.

"Go back with Qingyin. Don't worry, I'll be fine!"

"What are you talking about? Tianlei, are you crazy? Don't you see that the innate strong of the sect are difficult to break through the hole?" Chu Xiangxiang thought Yang Tianlei had recognized the danger ahead. Unexpectedly, he said so. He was relieved and nervous again. He hugged Yang Tianlei with both hands.

Her soft and firm crisp ~~ chest is tightly attached to Yang Tianlei who has turned half and stared at her, for fear that Yang Tianlei will really rush out crazy.

With the faint virgin fragrance of Chu Xiangxiang, Yang Tianlei's shoulder can clearly feel the softness and firmness of Chu Xiangxiang's chest ~ ~ part. Such a beautiful scene, if it was normal, the obscene Yang Tianlei would have taken the opportunity to eat tofu. But at this time, his beautiful and elegant face took a trace of perseverance, and his two powerful hands firmly separated Chu Xiangxiang's hands.

Yang Tianlei stared at Chu Xiangxiang and said in a deep voice, "sister Xiangxiang, don't worry. I never do anything I'm not sure about. I'm sure to sneak in while they fight! Zihan is in danger now. I will be there anyway