He watched his beloved's family being wiped out before his own eyes, and then fell into the hands of a killer. He led Feihua into his arms and chuckled evilly, "No one can touch my man except me!" He raised his hand to cover his eyes, with a murderous aura hidden in his eyes.
"Xuan'er, come here." Looking at the little face, his face instantly turned pale, and a playful smile overflowed from the corner of his lips. "Don't you want to serve me well? But come here, how can I teach you?"
When love and blood are intertwined, and the two look at each other, he whispers gently: I am willing to untie your skirt, and I hope you can arrange flowers for me.
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