Xuan Yingluo wiped his black boots clean. "I've wiped them."

Zhou Yu stared coldly at her slapped little face. Because of her illness, she was as pale as paper, but she was burned by high fever and fainted a little. The sick Xuan Yingluo had a pitiful and moving appearance.

"I didn't wipe it clean. Continue to wipe it." Zhou Yu lifted her thin lips.

Xuanyingluo didn't say anything, so she lowered her head and continued to wipe him.

At this time, someone brought another pot of meat. Brother Wang poured some wine for Zhou Yu, and the men could enjoy delicious food.

Xuanyingluo kept kneeling on the ground, lowered her waist and kept wiping his shoes.

I don't know how long later, when xuanyingluo felt that her kneeling legs and hands were numb to unconsciousness, Zhou Yu's faint voice came from her head, "OK, it's much cleaner to wipe my shoes."

Xuanyingluo raised her eyes, and a pair of eyes fell on his cold and handsome face. "Tribal leader, I think your pants are stained with soup, or I'll wipe them for you."

With that, xuanyingluo didn't wait for Zhou Yu's reaction, so she directly reached out and wiped it all the way up along his pants.

Her little hand climbed on his strong thigh muscles. Deliberately, Zhou Yu felt as numb as an ant bite.

His handsome face was completely overcast, and then grabbed her slender wrist, "what are you doing, seducing me?"

Xuanyingluo hooked her lips and looked at him provocatively. "Tribal leader, what are you talking about? I don't understand. I knocked over the bowl of meat just now. I'm just cleaning your pants."

Zhou Yu reached out and threw her away.

Xuanyingluo fell directly on the rough ground.

Zhou Yu got up and looked down at her. "Since you think so about men, there are many men here. You can use it!"

Zhou Yu brushed her sleeve and left.

As soon as Zhou Yu left, everyone despised xuanyingluo,

---Just now we touched her. She pretended to be a chaste martyr. Why did she take the initiative to seduce the tribal leader when she came to the tribal leader.

---Bitch, bitch.

---There are many innocent women in the South tribe who don't look at themselves in the mirror. They don't think they will look at their own spiritual girls!

---When she gets well, she must be well served and live up to the expectations of the tribal leader.

……

Xuanyingluo didn't eat because the people here didn't eat for her at all. Her stomach was empty and brother Wang took her back to the small broken house.

"Anu, I hope you will be honest and calm in the future. Don't annoy the tribal leader again!" Brother Wang warned.

Xuanyingluo knew that brother Wang was the leader of the camp and was highly valued by Zhou Yu. Just now so many men wanted to jump on her, but brother Wang didn't move. It was obvious that he wasn't the passer-by.

People who can make Zhou Yu important indeed have some skills.

Xuanyingluo wants to live, but as it is, she can't live for a few days at all.

Xuanyingluo's eyes closed and her slender body fell directly into brother Wang's arms.

Brother Wang stretched out his hand and quickly hugged xuanyingluo.

Xuanyingluo is as soft as bone. She doesn't know how many generals and disciples she has charmed, let alone a king brother in the south.

Brother Wang's heart beat faster immediately.

At this time, xuanyingluo slowly opened her eyes and looked at brother Wang with a look of fear. "Sorry, brother Wang, I didn't mean to."