think a mere illusion can hold me You're too naive!"Song Zude burst into laughter!"Song Zude, what are you saying I don't understand, what kind of illusion is this"Feng Yi pretended not to understand..."Old...Boss..."

Wang Hannan timidly called out!

The middle-aged man looked up at Wang Hanhan, a glimmer of lust in his eyes. He grinned and said, “Don't be nervous, I'm not going to eat you. Come sit here…”

A middle-aged man patted the sofa beside him and said!

Although Wang Hanhan was very afraid, she didn't dare disobey. She could only step by step move over and sit down next to the middle-aged man!

Looking at Wang Hanyan's fair skin and the scent of a young girl emanating from her, the middle-aged man's eyes became even more lustful!

Picking up the red wine in front of him, he poured two glasses and handed one to Wang Hanhann: "Come, have a drink with me..."

"Old... boss, I... I can't drink!"

Wang Hanhan didn't dare to answer!

"Practice makes perfect, so after drinking today won't I just get the hang of it"hat of a Martial God."The man let out a cold snort, his face full of arrogance, clearly looking down on Chen Ping's sword!"Liu Xing, this young man is able to absorb so much faith power and even slash...