(From the perspective of the subject and the subject, all plots in the article serve the protagonist and are the product of imagination)
He took a deep breath, put on a captivating and flattering smile, and was very charming. He walked between Han Wang's legs and sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around his neck and stroked his chest softly with his hands, like silk across an itch. He whispered softly: "General Han, the subordinates are afraid of what you can and cannot kill. You have killed more people on the battlefield than I have ever eaten. How dare I, a little ant, deceive you."
The man sat on Han Wan's lap, his body pressed against Han Wan's body, soft and boneless. Han Wan's hands unconsciously fell on his waist, and he looked up at the person in his arms. With his calculating fox eyes, no one thought he was innocent. He said, "It's good to know. I will watch you. If you really commit a crime, don't expect me to be soft."
The hand squeezed his waist hard, causing a numbness of pain to spread throughout his body. Qi Yunsu lay on Han Wan's shoulder, whispering softly, and the hot air traveled across Han Wan's neck, and said, "I hope the general will love me."
