Villain: I will become stronger if I accept female apprentices

"Ma'am!"

Almost at the same time, several killers kneeling in front of them shouted together, not daring to be slighted in their words.

Fang Qingqing couldn't help showing excitement and emotion on her face, and her heartbeat accelerated slightly.

Seeing her small appearance, the prodigal son smiled wickedly.

Take it.

The reason why he gave Fang Qingqing so many benefits was not only because of her beauty.

It's that he really needs loyal and capable men.

The first time Zizai Shui and Wang Chao saw Fang Qingqing, he felt an unusual feeling from Fang Qingqing.

Now I have not only saved her, but also given her so many benefits, I just need to train her well, and I can make her change into my own shape.

"Okay, let's all get up." He put away his smirk, looked at the people in front of him again, and said softly.

Then he set his sights on a middle-aged man who looked relatively simple, and said to him:

"It's up to you, you take over that guy's position temporarily."

The prodigal son pointed to the man whose throat he had strangled and left not far away, and motioned.

The middle-aged man stood up excitedly when he heard the words. This is a fat job. Usually, he doesn't need to take risks to do tasks. He just needs to stay here and do some handovers and records.

"Thank you sir."

The middle-aged man surfed excitedly and bowed his head.

The prodigal son nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at Fang Qingqing, who was still in a state of agitation, and said with a light smile, "Let's go, accompany me to do important things, little secretary."

Fang Qingqing hurried back to her senses when she heard the words, and looked at him, her expression and eyes were obviously different, a little more restrained and nervous, and a trace of indescribable expression.

It was as if the prodigal son had really become her leader in her heart at this moment.

"Ah."

She nodded obediently and obediently, the energy in her body was obviously less.

.......

"Have you figured this out? I'm not joking. You really need to take care of this place in the future."

The prodigal son put his arms around Fang Qingqing's waist, soared in the sky, looked ahead and said to her.

"Well... I understand." Fang Qingqing's expression was a little unsteady, and she was still a little at a loss for suddenly gaining such a great power, but immediately she stared slightly again, and her pair of peach-blossom eyes were filled with firmness, and she clicked nodded and said:

"I can do it."

"Yeah." With a soft hum, the prodigal son tightened the arm around her waist towards his body, and the softness was attached to his chest, and then the other hand was dishonestly placed on her. On the upturned honey buttocks, I grabbed my five fingers hard and sank in.

Facing the sudden advantage, Fang Qingqing's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and then her face was flushed with shame at a speed visible to the naked eye. No matter what, let him take advantage of it.

A smirk curled up on the corners of Prodigal Ziyue's lips, he kneaded it a few more times, and then stopped.

He knows how to do it step by step.

Step by step to break the bottom line of the woman in his arms, let her give in slowly, and finally fall into his clutches, unable to extricate herself.

The sky is getting late, the sun is setting, until the silver moon hangs high, pouring down the silver light.

...

The prodigal son looked at the flames that finally appeared in the distance, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Too back to Dynasty.

The area in front of you is the area of ​​the Taihui Dynasty.

The most powerful dynasty south of Huaiyuan.

He promised Qingcheng that he would help her investigate the cause of the old suzerain's death, and he would do what he said.