The smooth and soft body of Meteor twisted in Zhou Chen's arms, holding onto his waist with tenderness like water, not understanding why Zhou Chen suddenly had a cold face and didn't speak.
"They didn't recognize me either..."
With this thought, Zhou Chen suddenly smiled, pinching both of them on the buttocks heavily, eliciting a coquettish scold from the two beauties, but they felt relieved inside.
Finally, he's back to normal.
"I was just thinking, when I reveal my real skills, will it scare you two beauties?"
Zhou Chen grinned mischievously, his voice hearty.
His hands seemed like swimming dragons.
It is said: A dragon can be great or small, soar or hide, great enough to stir clouds and mists, small enough to conceal its form within a mustard seed, able to fly through the cosmos, or hide within waves.
Leng Yue's beautiful eyes were like water, her face bright red, a stunning jade countenance, full of charming allure:
"I am timid, please be gentle, Lord Long!"
