One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

"First of all, don't expose my woman."

"Second, no more women are allowed to appear in Madame Curie inadvertently."

"Third, after you sleep on the floor, I sleep on the bed."

This is the first one, the second one. The owner of this book doesn't care much. But this is the last one.

Chen Zixin frowned and said, "What if you don't make an appointment?"

"The prince doesn't mind giving you a book and smashing your Cangwu Mountain." Zhang Yang smiled implicitly, but the words in his mouth appeared more arrogant, "Don't look at this son with this look. The son is not talking to you. Discuss, this son is threatening you, what do you think?"

Chen Zixin hugged her waist tightly, raised her head slightly, and narrowed her eyes.

This woman. I don't know what I am doing!

"Does your husband have no bed? Does this lady plan to fill the cave and candlelight night of last night?"

Suddenly, Chen Zixin leaned forward, embraced Zhang Yang, turned her to the table, took off her black robe, and hugged her tightly so that he could look at her freely with a smile on his face.

Seeing Chen Zixin's bohemian appearance, Zhang Yang couldn't get angry anymore, waved his face and parted ways at the door, but he didn't dare to be under the heavy hand for fear that he would be hurt.

Zhang Yang's body has not recovered yet, but the previous 12% has not turned you into nine at all. Chen Zixin has broken through the multiplier period, and his strength has risen sharply. Therefore, Zhang Yang did not dare to extend a helping hand. For Chen Zixin, it is impossible for Chen Zixin to give full play to his strength. Soft and weak.

Chen Zixin succeeded in taking a step lightly, and Zhang Yang instinctively raised his hand against his chest, not to let him down.

"Not satisfied? If I am not satisfied, I will draw three chapters again!"

"First of all, I allow you to brazenly climb the flowers, fold the willows, and make the most of the wind."

"Second, I allow you to have three rooms, four concubines, Yulu, who do you want to marry."

"Third, I allow you to warm your bed in the four fields and eight wild pepper houses that you like this cave."

Zhang Yang said, the more angry, the more wronged, the more staring his eyes, and the gleaming of a drop of water.

She looked at the face at hand. It was the lovesickness she had hidden 170,000 years ago, but now it seems to be an illusion of infatuation and wrong payment.

What has he experienced in the past few years? Why is it no longer the elegant and reserved God, she can only look up to her? Once the high dust settled, but now it has become an ordinary person of seven kinds of love and desire.... !

Domineering, black-minded, messy flowers and plants, Bohemia...

In his thoughts, Zhang Yang smiled, frustrated, not hurt by the sword. There was only a faint pain in Zhang Yang's heart. She struggled to look at him, sweating on her head, venting all over her body, and then fainted.

When he passed out, his hand was still holding Chen Zixin's chest tightly, with a complex and indescribable expression on his face.

Chen Zixin gently hugged her, looked at her with a heartbroken and helpless expression, and said softly: "You are the original, I cannot pass the robbery."

...

When Zhang Yang woke up, dusk fell.

There was a bunch of aloe light in the room, and there was a bean-like lamp in the corner with a faint light. ..