She, entrusted by the same door, went out of the mountain and entered the WTO, inquiring about the real reason for the destruction of the 100 people in the Xia Mansion, peeling off the cocoon all the way, and the truth was about to come out, but it was unexpectedly planted in his hands. From the moment they met, she was destined to embark on a road of no return. Under the moonlit night, he was dressed in a purple and gold robe, half of his body was immersed in water, and his eyes were bewitching and evil: "What's your name?" "Luo Shaobai." She looked at him warily and said in a deep voice. The man didn't seem to be satisfied with the name, and after sniffing the wine, he squinted his eyes slightly and smiled intoxicatedly: "It's not good, it's not good, you should call it a kitten." " "The name is something external to the body, so why be too stubborn." Such a man is too powerful, so it's better not to provoke him. "It's really stubborn and cute, but it's ......," the man said here, and as soon as his words changed, he floated to Luo Shaobai's side like a ghost, "What the deity likes is the best, understand?" The warm aroma of wine caressed Luo Shaobai's ears, itchy and ambiguous, Luo Shaobai wanted to resist but had already been clamped by this demon Ying Ying's thin waist, and the domineering aura that belonged to the man rushed towards her in all directions like flowing water, and there was no way to avoid it......