Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

Xiaohong Mayang shouted his head and looked at Ye Qingli with a provocative look.

"Oh, look down on me?"

Ye Qingli turned directly on the horse.

She slammed the reins and jumped out like an arrow from the string.

Soon, she disappeared in the mountains of Xishan.

She didn't have a scent of incense before she ran back.

The whole body was filled with an unrestrained breath.

His face was red.

"Happy! Too happy!"

She screamed with excitement, and Mercedes-Benz reached Jun Aohan in front of her, supported by her hand, and jumped off the horse.

"This is definitely the best horse I have ever ridden!"

Jun Aohan saw her excited eyes.

I feel very happy in my heart.

Emitted from the inside out.

As long as he is happy, no matter what he does, it is worth it.

Ye Qingli wanted to say something excitedly.

But when she was about to speak, she stopped suddenly.

Then, while looking at her palm, she widened her eyes directly.

On the palm, there are bright red marks.

As if stained with blood!

But Jun Aohan didn't have a trace of shock and surprise.

He just showed a rare smile and looked at Ye Qingli.

Ye Qingli only froze for a moment, then screamed.

"Sweat BMW!"

It's not a hybrid horse whose blood line has been diluted and I do not know how many times.

But the real sweat BMW!

"How did you find it?"

Every pore in Ye Qingli's excited body should be spread out.

Not only for this horse, but also for his intentions.

You know, she seems to have just mentioned it with him unintentionally.

He actually found himself a match!

This can't be found casually!

I don't know how much effort it will take!

In other words, after listening to what he said casually.Ready to prepare right away!

She jumped up in excitement and looked at Jun Aohan.

Suddenly there was an impulse in my heart.

Suddenly reached out his arms around his neck.

To his face, a loud "boom" sound!

"thanks!"

Jun Aohan froze for a moment and touched his nose.

Before waiting for him to react, Ye Qingli had retracted the action.

Well, he was very satisfied.

Very, very satisfied.

That kind of pleasure is coming from almost every pore in the whole body.

But on the face, he coughed solemnly.

Then solemnly pointed at himself.

"Tell you a very important thing."

"Ye Qingli looked at him strangely."

"I want to kiss here in the future, you know?"

His finger is pointing at his mouth.

"Pooh!"

Ye Qingli gave him a white look.

"Isn't it said that there is no sweat BMW in the world? Where did you get it from?"

Jun Aohan took Ma rein in the past.

"The sweat-blooded BMW, also known as Tianma, originated in the area of ​​Dawan. Later, Dawan was extinct, and the sweaty BMW disappeared. However, it was not extinct. There was a tribe with sweat. BMW's horse breeds move westward, and there are very few blood vessels of Tianma on the extremely north plateau. Also known as the Atterjee Golden Horse. "

"Then what did you get from them?"

"Well, I got them from them."

Jun Aohan touched his nose again.

What he didn't say was that the tribe cherished the horse's life.

No matter how much he offered, he refused to sell.

In the end, he even had to be rude to the messengers he sent.

Angrily, he ordered the slaughter!