Apocalypse: Xiaoye’s Strength and Dote on His Wife

Binding confinement.

"Hmm-" Lou Yanxiao froze, his deep eyes that were still observing the surroundings followed by an erratic look.

Feeling the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, he seemed to recall the illusion caused by the fragrance of flowers at the door before. The soft and tender body is embraced in his arms, and the elegant body fragrance makes people dream-

"Hey hey—" A soft voice instantly broke the fantasy in his mind.

"Cough cough..." Lou Yanxiao restrained his expression slightly. He said in a low voice, "What?"

"You move too. Of course, this situation is self-help now. Where did you jump just now? You jumped so close to me. Now it's good, the two of them are all wrapped up." Fan Qianhan rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction. , muttered.

Tonight, I really encountered this man-eating flower, and it didn't go well at all. It was only the second day of the apocalypse, and the third-order flower was too unexpected for her. If I had known it earlier, I would have prepared more.

"Move?" I felt the hairy head on my chest tickling like a caterpillar, and my heart also tickled. His brows twitched slightly. Although he has never been close to women all the year round, he is still a man with strong blood!

"Yes, move, my angle is inconvenient, I have a dagger on my waist, you can take it quickly." Fan Qianhan's face was wrinkled, her body was imprisoned by large leaves, and her spirit was devastated by the fragrance of flowers, she couldn't bear it. . If she loses consciousness, she can only wait to die. She is very anxious in her heart!

"Hey, where are you touching?"