The Tempestuous Consort – Wilfully Pampered by the Beastly Highness

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The man in the mask watched the fall of the purple gold thunderbolts, frowning deeply, could not help but quicken his pace and headed towards his own mountain peak. The storm was pouring down a bucket of water directly, and it was anxious and cold. There was even some hail.

The steep path of the mountain peak slipped due to the storm and collapsed in many places. The hail caught in the rain even smashed the dirt road out of the potholes.

He ignored the collapsed dirt roads and was light in weight, flying in a storm like nothing, but reached his peak in a moment.

Rumble!

A purple gold thunderbolt tore the sky, chopped it down, and brightened the dim sky.

He saw in front of his cabin, a figure lying on the muddy ground due to rain, and his body was dirty with splashed water and mud. The whole person was lying on the ground, and his face was more rainwater. Split.

The man in the mask saw the wheelchair lying on the side, recognized her immediately, and hurried forward, "Feng Tianlan."

Rumble!

It was another purple gold thunderbolt, which crashed down and slashed directly on Feng Tianlan's body. The mask man who had to step forward to help her, and turned back, was able to avoid the century-old thunderbolt.

It seems that the previous thunder and lightning was also split on her, so it was split by the thunder and lightning, I don't know if I can still survive.

The man in the mask still wanted to step forward to lift up Feng Tianlan, but when he raised his eyes, he saw another thunderbolt blasted down, and then stood still, watching Feng Tianlan lying on the ground like never before, letting the purple gold thunder strike .

"Jiudao." The masked man looked up at the sky, the clouds dispersed, the purple lightning was gone, and the storm stopped.

When he came back, he saw Feng Tianlan lying on the ground, and he was smashed by nine thunder.

"I hope you are still alive." The mask man was sure that there would be no more thunder and lightning, and he came forward and looked at Feng Tianlan, who fell to the ground.

The tentacles are the soil that sticks to the clothes, and it is raining and wet, and the touch is not good.

The mask frowned frantically, and the cold and incomparable eyes were full of disbelief.

"I should really throw you here and let Xiao Mo come and hug you in."

After the mask man disliked it, he raised his hand and wanted to throw Feng Tianlan to the ground again, but after all, he just moved and went to the cabin.

The soft body and smooth skin, even through the clothes, even if she has dirt on her body, but these touches are actually transmitted to the fingertips of the man in the mask. The cold body temperature made him feel hot at this moment. , Making him uncomfortable and want to throw people.

After entering the room, the mask man couldn't bear the hotness on his fingertips, and flung Feng Tianlan to the bed without mercy.

With a bang, unconscious Feng Tianlan rolled into the bed, and her wrinkled forehead hit the wall, but she still showed no signs of waking.

The man in the mask didn't look at her, but just glanced down at his clean clothes and stained the soil, making him uncomfortable. At this time, the face under the mask also felt hot.

He reached out his hands, watching the palms of his hands stained with mud, still wet, and thinking about the hot touch just now, which caused him to frown deeply.