Dressed to prehistoric and pregnant with a dragon's cub

Drunk, walking a little shaky.

He Nanyu hurried up to support him, he looked down at He Nanyu, and suddenly smiled.

He turned around and pressed He Nanyu to the entrance of the cave, then lowered his head to find He Nanyu's lips, He Nanyu pushed him back, a little at a loss: "Do you still have wine to drink?"

The man nodded: "They are all tributes. They are not willing to drink at ordinary times. They are very rare."

He Nanyu asked: "Then how did you drink today?"

Hearing the words, the man thought for a while and said, "They talked about children today. I usually scold them, but today I told them that I have a child and my wife is pregnant."

He Nanyu: "..."

Sure enough, he was not lightly drunk.

He stretched out his hand again to push him away, but the man's body was as hard and solid as a copper wall.

He Nanyu couldn't push away, the oppressive feeling hit him again, crushing his rationality.

"Brother, let me go."

The man refused to let go: "You little thing, fall into my hands, and I will let you escape again."

Just as He Nanyu was about to say something, the man's cold thin lips kissed his lips accurately.

He Nan and the tiger's body were startled, a little shocked.

The man's voice was hoarse and deep, on his lips: "I like the feeling of kissing, little bug, sleep again tonight if you have the ability/me once, do you dare?"

He Nanyu: "???"