Two red clouds appeared on that cold face.
I couldn't help but resist Zhou Heng's actions.
"This butt is big, it's good for giving birth."
Bang!
Zhou Heng clapped his hands vigorously.
“You! You!”
Zhou Heng looked at Leng Qingqiu, whose face was flushed, and used his hands like dragon claws to directly gesture the size.
"Well, this place is not bad either. I will have enough milk for my baby in the future."
What a dissolute behavior!
Leng Qingqiu was, after all, the goddess of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and a candidate for the next generation sect leader. How could she endure such humiliation?
He immediately drew his sword in anger.
Zhou Heng walked out directly from the curtain.
He met the angry looks of the women around him and clapped his hands slightly.
“It feels good.”
After that, he added: "If that's the case, it's okay for me to marry a woman, but let me make it clear first, I am the most compassionate and kind person, and I usually like to bring some poor women home, so don't make trouble."
This guy!
Seeing Zhou Heng leave, Leng Qingqiu barely regained some of her sanity. Her face was flushed and she couldn't tell whether she was angry or ashamed.
"Since the Holy Son does not want to enter into a marriage contract, just cancel the engagement. Why humiliate him like this?"
Why!
Finally here.
Zhou Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
It wasn't what he wanted to do, to tease a little girl in public, right?
"The goddess is joking."
Zhou Heng bowed in the direction of the curtain and said slowly, "I have no objection to the engagement for now, so let's keep it."
He brought out Zhou Xi who was hiding in the corner.
"However, it is true that I like to bring poor women home. Please accept them and take them to the Piao Miao Xian Sect to practice."
This is too much!!
The female disciples of Piaomiao Xianzong present glared at each other!
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