"Brother Huang!" Lan Xiting wanted to stop her when she heard half of it, but she couldn't bear it anymore before she said coldly: "Please brother Huang respect, thank you!" ”

"Self-respect! Hahaha......" When Jun Zijin heard this, his sneering face instantly widened his eyebrows and said angrily: "Then you should tell me, why didn't you choose this king back then, is this king worse than Jun Zihan?" Or is he gentlemanly and cold, he is powerful and powerful? Why can't this king compare to him? Why did you choose him, and why would the father he wanted be satisfied? On what grounds, on what basis is he? You say, you say!! Lan Xiting! Tell this king, how is this king inferior to him? The resentment in Jun Zijin's heart for many years exploded in an instant! His twitching palms were still ruthlessly clasped straight at Lan Xiting's thin arms.

"Tear!" The tingling pain from her arms made Lan Xiting couldn't help but frown, because Shen Yitian had said that the only hope to keep the child in her belly safe was that she couldn't use a little bit of skill before giving birth to this child. So she could only outwit Jun Zijin, who was angry at this time: "Brother Huang, fate is something that can't be explained, Zihan and Brother Huang, you lose in time!" I met Zihan first. "Even if I turn back time, I will still choose Jun Zihan instead of you Jun Zijin.

Hearing this, Jun Zijin was stunned for a while, and suddenly let go of the big palm that was clasping Lan Xiting's arms, and turned to laugh and said, "Time? Hahaha........."

As soon as Lan Xiting's arm was free, she immediately walked away a few steps away from the resentful and jealous Jun Zijin, but unexpectedly she was seen through by Jun Zijin, and halfway through, her whole person was suddenly embraced by him into his male rigid embrace: "What, afraid of this king?" Or do you hate this king? ”

Lan Xiting only hoped that Junzi Han would come back soon, because she couldn't use martial arts to equate herself with other weak women: "Brother Huang has something to say......... " Halfway through her words, a wine-scented male lip flap suddenly came up. The startled Lan Xiting was in a trance, and she began to be afraid that Jun Zijin would deliberately use alcohol to go crazy: "Hmm........."

Jun Zijin struggled with Lan Xiting's death, and her entire tall body shrouded and stabilized her thin body. The friction between the two lips began to be unable to satisfy his long-restrained jealousy, so he began to violently attack Lan Xiting's clenched city: "You'd better get to know each other, otherwise this king doesn't mind being with your brother and sister, Lan Xiting, enjoy the joy of male and female fish here!" No one will interfere with you anyway, both of us. ”

Lan Xiting exerted all her strength to escape the confinement of Jun Zijin when Jun Zi Jin spoke, and only a few steps away from Jun Zi Jin did she say coldly and angrily: "Jun Zi Jin! If you continue to be rude to me, I'm welcome! She thought that it was impossible for Jun Zijin not to know that she had no martial arts.

"You're welcome?" After hearing this, Jun Zijin suddenly got carried away and laughed for a while, and his imperative look immediately swept towards Lan Xiting, and at the same time, the corners of his lips also made a sweeping work with endless aftertaste: "Your taste is very good, you are worthy of being the first woman this king likes to like." As far as this king knows, you have the seed of a gentleman in your belly, because you will give birth to him and keep him. So martial arts can't be used. If you use it, your stomach won't be able to keep this freak! So you choose! Today, this king will either try the taste of your body, or watch you drain the children of Junzi Han and freaks! ”