The cobra monster stopped in front of his beloved's tent and had made a wish for a hundred years. He took a deep breath before escaping the moonlight and entering the tent. His beautiful body became a demigod and a beast again. Jianshi, however, did not notice, and crept up to a burly body, and lay down on the soft skins, lying beside him, with his eyes fixed on his face, through the darkness, even if there was no light. But the guard king cobra's amber eyes clearly saw Prudential's face.

No sweetness, no softness, no muscle, no toughness, no attraction. . . None of them are Liu Xiu.

But...