Under the lead of the chief referee, Little Wu walked onto the stage again. After a short rest, she was about to welcome the final competition of this year's individual combat competition, and her opponent was Xie Ruoyun, who was called the 'Medical Saint of Sacred Island'.
The man nodded. After kissing her delicate wife in public, he pretended to watch the competition calmly, as if nothing had happened just now. Seeing the man's nonchalant look, Xie Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. His Ninth Master was really domineering and mighty. His mental fortitude was simply as steady as an old dog!
Feng Qing: "???"
She could only maintain her entire face buried in Xie Jiuhan's chest. She sat on this man's thigh and pinched his chest with her little hand. She didn't dare to make too much of a move now. She could only use this method to express her dissatisfaction with the man as a punishment for kissing her publicly.
