Sebastian Sheng was stunned for a moment, subconsciously held down his paw, and said with a mixture of laughter and laughter: "What are you doing?"
It was as if Tristan Xuan had installed a sensor switch, which was extremely sensitive. When he sensed the slightest resistance from him, he immediately stopped.
I don't know if it's the light or the light of the feathers on the wings... or maybe it's mixed with a little distant moonlight, splashing on his face. The clan emblem between his eyebrows is looming, flickering for a moment and then dimming, leaving only a pair of emblems. When people look in, they feel that the eyebrows are thrilling. Because the undulating outlines leave some shadows, they feel a little more melancholy like an illusion for no reason.
Then he stepped back, smiled as if nothing happened, and winked at Sebastian Sheng. The lights on the Ferris wheel turned on again, and the small compartment that had risen to the highest point shook slightly and was about to slowly descend.
"Remind you to be dedicated to your job, Your Majesty the Demon, look at your Buddha, are you being honest? You don't even try to seduce me."
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