Chapter 614 (1/2)

He was not sure of 50%, but the little girl was very confident. Is it really possible?

Zhang Liang is still mad. Tong Yan has knocked away from him with good medicine. ”Go, quack, get out of the way.”

Zhang Liang, with a black line on his face, stared at the crazy figure and said, ”even if you can, I see how you can let the waste King drink!”

He knew what the great man hated most, everything with a bitter taste.

Traditional Chinese medicine is also his least favorite. He won't drink it even if he is seriously injured. He doesn't drink the medicine prescribed by the famous doctor, let alone the medicine prescribed by a little girl with no reputation.

Tong Yanduan doesn't forget to blow the good medicine. This time she is coaxed and spoiled. Why should she let her go?

When she pushed the door and entered, she saw the big sick man lying on the side of the bed with his clothes wide open. Under the sexy clavicle was a very strong body. His eyes like Obsidian were emitting a layer of faint light. His skin was as white as porcelain, his thin lips were red, and his eyes were provocative.

Long Yanhuang saw her slightly hook her hand, and her dumb voice was full of charm: ”come here.”

”Lying in the trough. God damn it, you are crazy.” Tong Yan put down the medicine and rushed over, closed his clothes, and then pulled off the quilt to wrap him into a big meat zongzi.

Long Yanhuang's green veins protruded slightly on his forehead. Tong Yan scolded, ”what's the wind? You want to have a fever?”

Long Yanhuang was speechless for a while.

Who can see? He was just seducing the little woman, right?

Is he not attractive enough? Or

”Who looks better than the demon king?”

Tong Yan tilted his small head: ”ha?”

Seeing that she didn't answer immediately, long Yanhuang Junyan immediately put on a chill. That thing seduced his little woman. The little woman was fascinated by seven meat and eight vegetables, couldn't he?

”Is your brain OK?” Tong Yan poked his forehead. ”No fever.”

Suddenly, his hand was caught. Tong Yan felt a pang of pain. Seeing his angry face, he immediately understood.

It turns out that not only women but also men like to compare.

She wrung her eyebrows and said, ”I think... The demons are more feminine. It's very Hong Kong... Well... It's very...”