The End of the Emperor's Industry

"Daoist Mo Bai, I respect you, so I took you in out of pity..." Mo Zishu was annoyed: "Do you have to slander me like this!" Between the lines, he was full of anger.

He looked at him who was furious, and curled his lips comfortably. "Maybe... I, a monk, don't know what love is, what is love..." He paused, looked at him very seriously, and said coldly: "But I understand, As a seven-foot man, if he is dragged down by the affection of his children..." He squinted his eyes and snorted, "That would be a useless person in the legend..." He frowned slightly, and the whole He raised his head slightly, "Your Majesty the Snake King, could it be that... as the head of the clan, are you really... so vulnerable...?" He raised his head The superficial banter and sarcasm were motivating him.

But when he heard his words, he felt drunk, but it got worse. Perhaps the alcohol had sprinted into his brain cells. He didn't have that much thought and thought about the deep meaning in those words.

"What is the purpose of you talking so much!" He deepened the strength in his hands, and shouted at him: "Oh~ I see..." He approached his face, and he said: "You just want to borrow This is an opportunity to get close to me so as to seduce me, don't you!" He pulled him into his arms vigorously and clasped his slender waist tightly. "From the first time I saw your face, which is disastrous to the country and the people, I knew that you, Mo Bai, are not a good thing. I said you are still pretending to be noble..." He took advantage of him, Pressing him to the ground, he said with a faint smile, "I'll satisfy you now, how about it?" He stroked his delicate facial contours with his fingertips. "Anyway, I'm full of enthusiasm now...I'm worrying and have nowhere to vent..."