He took a deep breath, put on a charming and charming smile, walked between Han Wang's legs, sat on his lap, wrapped his arms around his neck, and gently caressed his chest with his hands, like silk across the itch, and whispered: "General Han, even the subordinates are afraid of what you say about killing or not killing. You have killed more people on the battlefield than I have ever eaten salt. 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 fell on his waist unconsciously, 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, and a painful tingling 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."
Purpose: Willing to seek protection from the general