Under the moonlit night, Xuanyuan Hao's flickering gaze made Miao'er feel startled, watching Xuanyuan Hao walk towards him step by step, Miao'er actually felt a sense of being about to be restrained, like a beast's meal, which made Miao'er happy and a little frightened at the same time.

However, these strange feelings only existed for a moment, although they had already established a relationship with Xuanyuan Hao, but in such a wild place, being stared at by Xuanyuan Hao like this Rao is Miao'er is from modern times, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, when he was about to hide his body in the water, leaving only a small head exposed on the water, looking at Xuanyuan Hao coming over without the slightest hesitation, Miao'er couldn't help but be ashamed: "You disciple, don't stand still!" A slight flush suddenly appeared on his face, lined with the bright moonlight,

"The Beggar Princess of Crossing" Chapter Seventy-Three The wolves are hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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