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Nalan Meng

Liu Mang slowly raised his head, but found that Nalan Meng had a heroic spirit all over her body, and her appearance was even more delicate totally different from what he has written in novel, he clearly remember that Nalan Meng wears a red and gold sleeveless turtleneck and an iron chestplate that covers a little bit of her torso. but one who appeared was wearing a saxy outfit on uper body she was wearing a sleeveless and deep cut top which was showing her clear Bowl shape round breasts to the bottom, and on bottom both legs can be clearly seen until waist, a thin silky cloth was sticking to her butt closely that her butt lines can be seen easily, while seating on horse her underwear was sticking in her butt crack , little more wind blows and back cloth will slide with showing full view of beautiful round shaped ass a totally different outfit than design one.

Liu Mang's cock was twitching hard after seeing that but controlled after seeing Nalan's angry face.

Nalan Meng walked out slowly, under the blazing sun, her face was surprisingly white, but her cheeks were flushed with red, making people wonder if it was lust or hatred.

She stared at Li Yuguo stubbornly, and she couldn't help but feel a feeling of hating iron and not steel, she squeezed the whip in her hand, gritted her teeth, but remained silent.

She was wearing a silver-white tight-fitting light helmet, and also carried a long sword. The sword was five feet long, and the hilt had the coat of arms of the Haotian Kingdom royal family. The shape was exaggerated, but it was full of power.

The proper benefits of the combination of clothes and skin softening made her figure even more embossed. From the neck, every inch of her skin was fair and translucent, and her facial features were exquisite.

Although Nalan Meng is a beautiful woman, she is also a female devil who kills without blinking an eye. She has made great achievements on the battlefield and killed countless enemies. Such a woman who combines beauty and danger is rare in this world. .

"Get on the horse!" Nalan Meng said.

"Wait, wait a minute, I'm not running away..."

"Get on the horse!" Nalan shouted, the whip on the ground

There was a crisp sound of "squeak", and the people around were startled and avoided, avoiding them.

"Hey mom, the county master is going to execute the family law again. Last time I remember hanging the king of soft rice from a tree and smoking it for a day and a night!"

"It's terrible. Suddenly I feel a little sympathetic to the king of soft rice." Li Yu guo was in Under Nalan Meng's arrogance, she had to give in and obediently got on her horse.

The horses hoofs burst, and the wind was blowing head-on, which made Li Yu guo, who had never been in contact with girls, feel intoxicated, because the wind brought the fragrance of Nalan Meng's body, and the fragrance was a bit like roses, or sweet-scented osmanthus, very Smells good.

he couldn't control it and his cock became like a hot road directly touching the crack of the round shaped ass of Nalan Meng, Nalan felt it and said,

"If you move your thing around again, I will cut off your thing!" Nalan Meng said.

Liu Mang was taken aback, and immediately shrank his ass backward. and hand which was originally holding her waist. Long-term training had made her body proportions very well-proportioned.

When he came to the City Lord's Mansion, which was not a luxurious place, Liu Mang saw the servants and maids around him, all of them looked at him, but with disappointed and helpless eyes.

It seems that the name of the king of soft rice has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Kneel down!" Nalan Meng shouted at the entrance of the ancestral hall.