Hero, Please Feel Free to Talk to Me.

An Di: "Little servant, come here and wash my feet!" Bian asked: "Yes!" (Damn, darn, darn, you actually let the tender-skinned Third Young Master wash your feet. When the time comes, I will let you wash my feet a hundred times, no, ten thousand times.) Anshi: "Little servant, come here and be a target for me!" Bian Xun: Looking at the dart in An Shi's hand, he felt like crying but without tears, "Yes!" (Woo, I curse you to death, curse your whole family, you will die a good death if you bully the thin-skinned young master.) Anshi: "Little servant, come here and sleep with me!" Bian asked: "Yes, eh... Wait, what... What" Anshi showed a weird evil smile, stretched out a devil's claw, and directly dragged the little servant onto the bed. Woo hoo, bastard, you stinky, stinking hooligan, you have to die, die, die... In fact, this is a bloody martial arts love story about a loser who fell into the trap of a tiger and fell into the hands of a hero many times stronger than himself. He dreams of resisting every day but is unable to resist. Yes, a bloody martial arts love, and the author drifts away in sweat~ ~ By the way, it also tells the love stories of several couples, oh ho ho ho... This article is also called "Everyone in the World is One and I am Only Two" Intention: