"Um…"

Feng Ruge let out a soft groan, her tongue was dexterous, and she was even more proactive than Ling Xiao.

You have all seen that the Holy Son and I are in love.

So, if he dies later, I will cry.

So, what does this shocking conspiracy have to do with me?

How could I plot against my beloved Holy Son!!

"Gulu."

"That's Feng Ruge from the seventh peak, right?"

"It seems so! Let me just say...she has a bit of an affair with the Holy Son...ahem, there is a bit of affection."

"It is said that someone entered the Seventh Peak that day to humiliate Feng Ruge, and was directly chopped into pieces by the Holy Son!"

"But this Feng Ruge...is too shameless? In broad daylight?"

"What do you know! Lord Shengzi and Miss Feng are so in love that they can't control themselves and don't care about worldly opinions."

"I'm done with this pair of idiots."

Hearing the comments coming from around her, Feng Ruge pushed Ling Xiao away shyly, with a pretty face that was rosy and shy, adding a bit of charm.

At this time, the corners of her mouth were still a little sparkling.

The body of natural poison, saliva and other things, are extremely poisonous.

Now, let me see how you can resist.

But...why did my body suddenly become weak, and even my legs lost strength?

Still... almost shouting out happily?

Gan!

In front of him, Ling Xiao also had a bit of a smile on his face, and touched the corner of his mouth with some unfinished thoughts, "Ruge's kissing skills are really...unforgettable. Women are indeed a stumbling block on the road to immortality."

"Kiss...success? A stumbling block?"

Feng Ruge suddenly froze on the spot, with a flash of panic in her eyes. Is this world so fashionable?

These words seem to be spoken by a fantasy native?
Chapter completed!