The Tyrant Can Bend and Stretch

Bai Jiaojiao opened her eyes. The inner hall was magnificent, and the maids were kneeling on both sides of the palace. The look in the maid's eyes when she was carrying water for washing feet was exactly the same as that of the tyrant, she was so frightened that she wanted to eat people. But Bai Jiaojiao still conquered him with his charm. Not only did he fight for her jealousy and resist the beauties of various palaces, but he was also loyal and would protect her from knife and poisonous wine from time to time. Bai Jiaojiao sighed: That's all, just give him a dragon cub. * The tyrant dressed as a foot-washer whose neck he wiped. He held the foot-washing water and stared at Bai Jiaojiao, wishing he could break her neck. In order to find out the truth, find out the mastermind behind the scenes, and protect his body, the tyrant poured tea and washed his feet, blocked the knife and killed people, and was omnipotent. And because he couldn't tolerate his body being defiled by dirty concubines, he was able to bend and stretch himself and went to the battlefield in person. On the night when he went to bed, the little bitch in the harem tried her best to block the king's footsteps, waiting for the tyrant to gnash his teeth. When my mother takes over the world, I will definitely skin you and cramp you. Mission: Communication, understanding and trust are the best medicine to overcome adversity