The big gods and little gods on Huaijiang Mountain in the west of Tianxi are too worldly and ignorant of worldly affairs. They are alone in the world of their own camp. What to do, they can only make it difficult for Mu Zhao, the little girl who serves, to hug their thighs. Your Highness, the city lord of Jintian City, the future emperor of the West, has very thick thighs. It happens that he is also interested in me, but his temper is a little worse, so I hug and cherish them. My father, who had been missing for many years, suddenly appeared. He said righteously that his father would take care of everything. If you don't like him, you don't have to force yourself. The magical black jade made the two of them communicate with each other. Mu Zhao hesitated, but I didn't seem to be so reluctant.