The third world does not cross the demon

I saw Young Master Xiaofeng lying next to the Seventh Prince's ear, smiling evilly and not knowing what he said.

The Seventh Prince's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said happily: "Wonderful! It's really wonderful!"

Only then did Young Master Xiaofeng twitch the corners of his mouth proudly, with a stern look in his eyes.

"Come on! Quickly prepare some things for this king!" The Seventh Prince shouted towards the door.

Soon, a golden nanmu chair, an extremely flexible rope, and a small black pill were carried into the Seventh Prince's room.

The Seventh Prince winked at the servants, and the servants pushed the heavily tied monk Budu onto the "special" chair.

"Sit up!" Several servants violently separated Monk Budu's legs to the two sides of the chair, while his hands were tied to the back of the chair...

Now Monk Budu is leaning forward into a sexy arc, and his uneven figure can be seen at a glance...

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Baby Xiaofeng is really in my heart!" The Seventh Prince looked at the monk in white who was tied to the chair, and his saliva dripped down...

"Why don't Xiaofeng serve the prince to change clothes~" Mr. Xiaofeng touched the seventh prince's fat chest with one hand, sliding up and down...

"Okay~" The Seventh Prince was naturally happy!Put one hand on Young Master Xiaofeng's buttocks and rubbed vigorously.

Young Master Xiaoyue took off his clothes very skillfully, almost in the blink of an eye, he took off the Seventh Prince, leaving only a pair of light yellow close-fitting pants.

After all, he is proficient in business and quite skilled in technique.

"Hey! Monk, come on, open your mouth obediently! This king will give you a top-quality elixir!" The Seventh Prince pinched the monk's chin with one hand, and held the black pill in the other, with two lumps of fat on his smiling face trembling...

Monk Budu naturally refused to speak, but raised his eyelids slightly, and gave the Seventh Prince a deep look with Gujing Wubo's eyes.

Just a look, there is a sense of inviolability...

The Seventh Prince felt as if he had blasphemed the Buddha, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and even his calves trembled a little...

Young Master Xiaofeng saw it, and secretly scolded the Seventh Prince for being a waste!Even a bound monk can't do anything about it, so what face does he have to pretend to be romantic.

So, he looked over his head, deliberately avoiding the monk's eyes, directly pushed the Seventh Prince's hand, and forced the monk down with the pill...

"You!" The Seventh Prince just now recovered from the shock just now, he was still in a cold sweat with lingering fear when he saw Monk Budu again, he even gave Young Master Xiaofeng a somewhat annoyed look.

Young Master Xiaofeng immediately stood aside knowingly, but sneered in his heart, this monk took the most powerful medicine "beauty drunk", even a god descending to earth could not save him!

Monk Budu's expressionless face finally showed a trace of uncontrollable flushing, and he secretly recited the "Meditation Mantra" in his heart to suppress the raging fire in his body...