Looking at Ashlyn’s smiling face, the anger in King Feng’s heart became more blazing. After searching for a round with her beautiful fiery phoenix eyes, she didn’t find the shadow of trusting the housekeeper, and she became even more angry.
Nima! What is this?
These prisoners actually lived such a leisurely life, especially after their Feng Clan was stolen, how could their and their lives be so extravagant?
King Feng looked at the precious fruits on the small table next to Ashlyn’s reclining chair, and the anger in his heart instantly burned into a raging volcano.
Ashlyn glanced at the angry King Feng with a smile. She naturally knew why King Feng was angry, but she didn’t intend to pay attention to it. Instead, she stretched out her snow-white chubby hand and picked up a small red fruit on the table. , Put it on his lips and bite gently.
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