ke, she deliberately lowered her chest slightly, revealing a part that all men would covet.Wu Zhi's eyes didn't fall on it. Instead, he drifted toward Wu Song and saw that both eyes were straight!Wu Z...Wu Zhi patted Baisheng on the shoulder and said with relief: "you have done very well. You are not good at martial arts at all."

"then I came to Tokyo, brother, I naturally have a place for you to give full play to your strengths."

"you tie all these people's hands and feet together."

"all right!"

when Bai Shengle tried to tie people up, Wu Zhi turned and walked towards Yan Yuantong and Yan Xijiao.

when Bai Sheng called Yan Xijiao "sister-in-law" just now, Wu Zhi did not argue, mainly because he felt that there was no need to explain.

if you explain it deliberately, it will feel like there is no silver 320 here.

in the eyes of Yan Yuantong and Yan Xijiao, it is obvious that they have acquiesced to Yan Xijiao's identity.

for Yan Yuantong, it is impossible for Yan Yuantong to have his daughter marry such a heroic figure.

and Yan Xijiao could not help herself when she saw the man she was thinking about day and night after many days.

since that day, Wuzhi saved the lives of her family, she has secretly agreed that such a heroic man is exactly what she said she expected.

on that day, the love song Wu Zhi sang to her in the pavilion made Yan Xijiao wish to dedicate her heart and liver to this man.

after Wu Zhi left, Yan Xijiao spent every day like a year! What I think about every day is the sound and smile of Wuzhi.

I even dream of cloud and rain with Wuzhi Wushan at night.

of course, there is no need to say more about this shameful thing.

Yan Xijiao originally thought that it was just her own wishful thinking, but she never thought that Wu Zhi did not refute Bai Sheng's words just now. This is tantamount to acquiescing in the love words in the pavilion, and strong emotions immediately come to mind.

unable to restrain Yan Xijiao, she caught herself in Wuzhi's arms with a gust of fragrant wind.

Wu Zhi was still in a daze at first, and originally wanted to say a few intimate words to comfort the girl.

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I didn't expect Yan Xijiao to be so enthusiastic. He bowed his head, just opposite Yan Xijiao's eyes, feeling the continuous affection in her eyes.

at this moment, Wu Zhi, a veteran of flowers, already understands the feelings of the beautiful woman in her arms.

there are some things you don't need to say.

"Huh!"

when Wu Zhi hugged his soft body and felt the warm fragrance and charm of the man in his arms, Bai Qianqian gave a cold hum on the treetops.

"Master Wuzhuang is so interested that he just killed someone, and this side is as passionate as a beauty. Aren't you worried that Ding Wang will get you into trouble when he finds out about this "

although extremely nostalgic for Wuzhi's strong mind and endless friendship for Wuzhi, it was still outside, and there were differences between men and women. Yan Xijiao shyly escaped from Wuzhi's arms and quickly trotted into the carriage, rippling slightly by the carriage curtain.

Wu Zhi touched his nose, but he really didn't know when he accidentally turned a beauty.

however, as a pure man, it is also a good thing to be missed by a beauty.

seeing Bai Qianqian floating down from the tree like a fairy, Wuzhi's eyes showed a strong envy.

although his kung fu is not weak now, he can't do it lightly, not even the most basic physical skills. It is easy to deal with a low-end product like Xiaobawang Zhou Tong.

but if you meet a real master, such as Bai Qianqian, if two people fight to the death, Wuzhi may be defeated, and must be lost in light work and physical skills.

Wu Zhi looked at Bai Qianqian with a smile.

"it doesn't matter whether he knows it or not. He decides the king. I'll kill one of them!" Two! I'll kill one! If he sends a group here, hey, hey, group out! "

Bai Qianqian snorted coldly, "who can't boast and talk big"was a child, and I lived with my brother. It was not easy to get a wife and put his head on his belt before he appeared in such a small family business. In my capacity, which scholar would like to acc...