Lu Qiwen smiled evilly at the unwilling and inexplicable Japanese people. Suddenly, he stretched out his big hand and put it on Dizang Qinghua's waist. The hateful big hand pressed on Dizang Qinghua's round and plump belly under the gaze of the Japanese, gently rubbing and rubbing it.
Dizang Qinghua felt countless eyes staring at her, and for a moment she was extremely embarrassed and couldn't help but want to struggle out of Lu Qiwen's arms, but Lu Qiwen blew a breath at her crystal earlobe and said softly: Good, you are the master's little slave.
Lu Qiwen's words made all the force that had just gathered in Narcotic Qinghua disappeared, and her face was flushed and she didn't dare to look up to see the incredible things in everyone's eyes.
Smack, the wine glass in Chen Haichao's hand couldn't help but fall on the table in front of him. He looked foolishly at Lu Qiwen who was holding Dizang Qinghua in his arms, his eyes full of disbelief, and muttered to himself: Gap, this is Gap, is it really a man who is not bad and doesn't love women?
Lu Qiwen, no matter what everyone thought, hugged Dizang Qinghua's delicate body in his arms, smelled the fragrance emitted from the beauty in his arms, and sat down in the place where Dizang Qinghua sat before, giving everyone a despicable back.
The delicate body wrapped in his dress was held in Lu Qiwen's arms. He watched the goddess in his mind with a shy face being held in his arms by a man, and the man's big hands were still touching the holy delicate body of the goddess in his mind. The little Japanese vomited blood angrily. If it weren't for the Qinghua just now, even if they knew that they were not Lu Qiwen's opponent, they would fight for the goddess in their minds.
Unfortunately, the goddess in their hearts not only did not summon them, but instead asked them to get out of here. The sad guys were as depressed as if they were dead.
Wrapped his swollen big hand like a crystal elbow. Takaichi Matsushita happened to see Takaichi Miyagi being held in his arms by Lu Qiwen. If Takaichi Matsushita had no idea about Takaichi Miyagi, even if he had no idea about Takaichi Miyagi, he would not believe it. But even if he had the courage to use Takaichi Miyagi, he would not dare to attack Takaichi Miyagi. But when he saw Takaichi Miyagi being committed to the arms of a Chinese man, Takaichi Matsushita could not help but feel a sense of atmosphere. However, after all, he was very scheming. After calming down his mood, Takaichi Matsushita roared at the group of deeply hit members.
Secretary Chen and others who saw everything not far away couldn't help but laugh. Before the martial arts exchange began, the momentum of these Japanese people was so weak.
Xue Baitao even saw that the identity of Zangxi Qinghua was very difficult, so he asked Secretary Chen: Secretary Chen, what is this woman’s identity? She should be a very status person, otherwise these Japanese would not have such a big reaction.
Secretary Chen smiled bitterly: How can I know the identity of this woman?
Just as everyone was wondering what happened between Lu Qiwen and Dizang Qinghua, Lu Qiwen kneaded Dizang Qinghua's round buttocks. Although it was separated by a layer of evening dress, the thin fabric could not cover the perfect curve of Dizang Qinghua's buttocks.
At this time, Dizang Qinghua had calmed down, no longer the at a loss and panic when he suddenly saw Lu Qiwen. He stretched out his little hand and grabbed Lu Qiwen's big hand that was rubbing her buttocks, so that he would not move.
Lu Qiwen grinned at Dizang Qinghua and said: My little slave, what are you going to do?
Dizang Qinghua said anxiously: You...you, I am not your female slave!
Lu Qiwen laughed and said: Is that true? I don’t know who swore to be my female slave in order to stay by my side. Have you forgotten it?
Dizang Qinghua showed a shy look on his face and said: I...I
Lu Qiwen said: Do you dare to say that you have never made such an oath?
Dizang Qinghua was helpless and said with his head raised: So what if I made such a vow?
Lu Qiwen said: Isn’t this done? Since you admit that you have made such a vow, then I’ll be more generous and admit that you are a female slave.
Lu Qiwen's tone seemed to have a female slave like Dizang Qinghua, who gave Dizang Qinghua a huge face.
You...you're so angry that I'm so angry
Dizang Qinghua was furious and reacted and couldn't help but struggle out of Lu Qiwen's arms. Who knew that Lu Qiwen had no stop at all, and Dizang Qinghua easily struggled out of Lu Qiwen's arms.
On the contrary, Dizang Qinghua was stunned for a moment, and quickly stopped and took a deep breath. The two plump breasts on their chest were fluctuating with Dizang Qinghua's breathing.
At this time, Lu Qiwen's face was completely different from the hipster smile on his face. Dizang Qinghua could even feel that Lu Qiwen's aura had locked her firmly. If Lu Qiwen was willing, Dizang Qinghua believed that he might die in Lu Qiwen's hands in the next second.
It was like wandering in front of the gate of hell, the feeling made Dizang Qinghua's rosy little face pale in an instant, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
Lu Qiwen glanced at Dizang Qinghua indifferently. The look that did not contain any emotion made Dizang Qinghua very shocked. It turned out that this bad-looking man actually had such a terrifying side.
Dizang Qinghua even trembled with teeth, looking at Lu Qiwen and said in a trembling voice: What are you...what are you going to do?
Lu Qiwen stared at Dizang Qinghua and said: Since you are leaving, why are you back again? What is the purpose of your so-called martial arts exchange conference?
To Lu Qiwen's surprise, Lu Qiwen thought that if Dizang Qinghua had a ghost in his heart, under the oppression of his powerful and stern aura, Dizang Qinghua would never be so calm. But now Dizang Qinghua actually said with a constant expression: What purpose do you think we have? Do you have to doubt even normal martial arts exchanges?
Lu Qiwen clearly felt that Dizang Qinghua's heartbeat did not speed up and his expression did not change at all. Could it be that he was too careful? Or that there was no trick in this martial arts exchange meeting!
Lu Qiwen's rationality told him that the words of Kanji Kyushu were not credible, but the facts showed that Kanji Kyushu himself did not lie, and if he had any purpose as Kanji Kyushu, then Kyushu would definitely be one of the insiders. Now Kanji Kyushu has no abnormalities under his own momentum, which can only show that this martial arts exchange meeting did not have the so-called tricks he imagined.
The momentum on her body became restrained, and Dizang Qinghua, who had been oppressed by Lu Qiwen's aura, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She was secretly grateful in her heart. Fortunately, their martial arts exchanges did not have any other purpose, and the real purpose was her. Compared with this martial arts exchange, the fundamental purpose was to give her a legitimate reason to return to Haishi again and return to Lu Qiwen's side.
Lu Qiwen naturally didn't know this, and he couldn't have thought that Narcotic Qinghua would return to him again.
Since I can't get anything useful from Dizang Qinghua, it doesn't make any sense to sit here, so Lu Qiwen leaned forward slightly, reached out and touched Dizang Qinghua's plump breasts, and smiled evilly: Little girl, don't mess with me, otherwise you will know what will happen.
As he said that, Lu Qiwen looked at Dizang Qinghua's chest in a daze, picked up the wine glass and left with a smile
When Lu Qiwen turned around and left, a bright light flashed in Dizang Qinghua's eyes, her delicate red lips raised slightly, and a touching smile expanded from the corner of her mouth. Slowly, the charming smile covered Dizang Qinghua's entire pretty face.
Seeing Lu Qiwen leave, the Japanese vented their resentment at Lu Qiwen with their eyes that they wanted to vent Lu Qiwen.
Suddenly, a Japanese man smashed Lu Qiwen's chest, and the punch was silent, but the strong wind caused Lu Qiwen's clothes to sink. This man's cultivation was exactly the number of Japanese people, and his cultivation was no longer inferior to Chen Haichao and others.
But Lu Qiwen seemed to have not seen the man punching his chest and walked forward.
When Dizang Qinghua saw the man's actions, he couldn't help but frown, but he slowly stretched out.
Chen Haichao couldn't help but exclaim when he saw someone attacking Lu Qiwen, but Lu Qiwen's actions made his heart suddenly hang up. Lu Qiwen actually met him without dodging. He couldn't take the punch even if he had any accidents. If Lu Qiwen had no idea how to face Liu Suyan.
Almost everyone in the audience was worried about Lu Qiwen, but all the Japanese secretly praised him for hope that Hanoi Big Bear could smash Lu Qiwen to death with one punch.
But they were destined to be disappointed. The Hanoi Big Bear can be said to have done his best, but the more so the recoil he suffered, the greater the power. Lu Qiwen recoiled the Hanoi Big Bear's power back intact. A crackling sound rang out, and the Hanoi Big Bear's arm exploded inch by inch, blood splattering everywhere, but it seemed as if an invisible air wall blocked the splashing blood, without a trace of splashing on Lu Qiwen's body
Lu Qiwen looked at the coma of Hanoi Big Bear and walked to the stunned Chen Haichao.
Sitting down in front of Chen Haichao, Chen Haichao did not even come to his senses. Lu Qiwen couldn't help but reach out and swayed in front of Chen Haichao: Hello, I'm coming back to my senses.
Dizang Qinghua felt countless eyes staring at her, and for a moment she was extremely embarrassed and couldn't help but want to struggle out of Lu Qiwen's arms, but Lu Qiwen blew a breath at her crystal earlobe and said softly: Good, you are the master's little slave.
Lu Qiwen's words made all the force that had just gathered in Narcotic Qinghua disappeared, and her face was flushed and she didn't dare to look up to see the incredible things in everyone's eyes.
Smack, the wine glass in Chen Haichao's hand couldn't help but fall on the table in front of him. He looked foolishly at Lu Qiwen who was holding Dizang Qinghua in his arms, his eyes full of disbelief, and muttered to himself: Gap, this is Gap, is it really a man who is not bad and doesn't love women?
Lu Qiwen, no matter what everyone thought, hugged Dizang Qinghua's delicate body in his arms, smelled the fragrance emitted from the beauty in his arms, and sat down in the place where Dizang Qinghua sat before, giving everyone a despicable back.
The delicate body wrapped in his dress was held in Lu Qiwen's arms. He watched the goddess in his mind with a shy face being held in his arms by a man, and the man's big hands were still touching the holy delicate body of the goddess in his mind. The little Japanese vomited blood angrily. If it weren't for the Qinghua just now, even if they knew that they were not Lu Qiwen's opponent, they would fight for the goddess in their minds.
Unfortunately, the goddess in their hearts not only did not summon them, but instead asked them to get out of here. The sad guys were as depressed as if they were dead.
Wrapped his swollen big hand like a crystal elbow. Takaichi Matsushita happened to see Takaichi Miyagi being held in his arms by Lu Qiwen. If Takaichi Matsushita had no idea about Takaichi Miyagi, even if he had no idea about Takaichi Miyagi, he would not believe it. But even if he had the courage to use Takaichi Miyagi, he would not dare to attack Takaichi Miyagi. But when he saw Takaichi Miyagi being committed to the arms of a Chinese man, Takaichi Matsushita could not help but feel a sense of atmosphere. However, after all, he was very scheming. After calming down his mood, Takaichi Matsushita roared at the group of deeply hit members.
Secretary Chen and others who saw everything not far away couldn't help but laugh. Before the martial arts exchange began, the momentum of these Japanese people was so weak.
Xue Baitao even saw that the identity of Zangxi Qinghua was very difficult, so he asked Secretary Chen: Secretary Chen, what is this woman’s identity? She should be a very status person, otherwise these Japanese would not have such a big reaction.
Secretary Chen smiled bitterly: How can I know the identity of this woman?
Just as everyone was wondering what happened between Lu Qiwen and Dizang Qinghua, Lu Qiwen kneaded Dizang Qinghua's round buttocks. Although it was separated by a layer of evening dress, the thin fabric could not cover the perfect curve of Dizang Qinghua's buttocks.
At this time, Dizang Qinghua had calmed down, no longer the at a loss and panic when he suddenly saw Lu Qiwen. He stretched out his little hand and grabbed Lu Qiwen's big hand that was rubbing her buttocks, so that he would not move.
Lu Qiwen grinned at Dizang Qinghua and said: My little slave, what are you going to do?
Dizang Qinghua said anxiously: You...you, I am not your female slave!
Lu Qiwen laughed and said: Is that true? I don’t know who swore to be my female slave in order to stay by my side. Have you forgotten it?
Dizang Qinghua showed a shy look on his face and said: I...I
Lu Qiwen said: Do you dare to say that you have never made such an oath?
Dizang Qinghua was helpless and said with his head raised: So what if I made such a vow?
Lu Qiwen said: Isn’t this done? Since you admit that you have made such a vow, then I’ll be more generous and admit that you are a female slave.
Lu Qiwen's tone seemed to have a female slave like Dizang Qinghua, who gave Dizang Qinghua a huge face.
You...you're so angry that I'm so angry
Dizang Qinghua was furious and reacted and couldn't help but struggle out of Lu Qiwen's arms. Who knew that Lu Qiwen had no stop at all, and Dizang Qinghua easily struggled out of Lu Qiwen's arms.
On the contrary, Dizang Qinghua was stunned for a moment, and quickly stopped and took a deep breath. The two plump breasts on their chest were fluctuating with Dizang Qinghua's breathing.
At this time, Lu Qiwen's face was completely different from the hipster smile on his face. Dizang Qinghua could even feel that Lu Qiwen's aura had locked her firmly. If Lu Qiwen was willing, Dizang Qinghua believed that he might die in Lu Qiwen's hands in the next second.
It was like wandering in front of the gate of hell, the feeling made Dizang Qinghua's rosy little face pale in an instant, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
Lu Qiwen glanced at Dizang Qinghua indifferently. The look that did not contain any emotion made Dizang Qinghua very shocked. It turned out that this bad-looking man actually had such a terrifying side.
Dizang Qinghua even trembled with teeth, looking at Lu Qiwen and said in a trembling voice: What are you...what are you going to do?
Lu Qiwen stared at Dizang Qinghua and said: Since you are leaving, why are you back again? What is the purpose of your so-called martial arts exchange conference?
To Lu Qiwen's surprise, Lu Qiwen thought that if Dizang Qinghua had a ghost in his heart, under the oppression of his powerful and stern aura, Dizang Qinghua would never be so calm. But now Dizang Qinghua actually said with a constant expression: What purpose do you think we have? Do you have to doubt even normal martial arts exchanges?
Lu Qiwen clearly felt that Dizang Qinghua's heartbeat did not speed up and his expression did not change at all. Could it be that he was too careful? Or that there was no trick in this martial arts exchange meeting!
Lu Qiwen's rationality told him that the words of Kanji Kyushu were not credible, but the facts showed that Kanji Kyushu himself did not lie, and if he had any purpose as Kanji Kyushu, then Kyushu would definitely be one of the insiders. Now Kanji Kyushu has no abnormalities under his own momentum, which can only show that this martial arts exchange meeting did not have the so-called tricks he imagined.
The momentum on her body became restrained, and Dizang Qinghua, who had been oppressed by Lu Qiwen's aura, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She was secretly grateful in her heart. Fortunately, their martial arts exchanges did not have any other purpose, and the real purpose was her. Compared with this martial arts exchange, the fundamental purpose was to give her a legitimate reason to return to Haishi again and return to Lu Qiwen's side.
Lu Qiwen naturally didn't know this, and he couldn't have thought that Narcotic Qinghua would return to him again.
Since I can't get anything useful from Dizang Qinghua, it doesn't make any sense to sit here, so Lu Qiwen leaned forward slightly, reached out and touched Dizang Qinghua's plump breasts, and smiled evilly: Little girl, don't mess with me, otherwise you will know what will happen.
As he said that, Lu Qiwen looked at Dizang Qinghua's chest in a daze, picked up the wine glass and left with a smile
When Lu Qiwen turned around and left, a bright light flashed in Dizang Qinghua's eyes, her delicate red lips raised slightly, and a touching smile expanded from the corner of her mouth. Slowly, the charming smile covered Dizang Qinghua's entire pretty face.
Seeing Lu Qiwen leave, the Japanese vented their resentment at Lu Qiwen with their eyes that they wanted to vent Lu Qiwen.
Suddenly, a Japanese man smashed Lu Qiwen's chest, and the punch was silent, but the strong wind caused Lu Qiwen's clothes to sink. This man's cultivation was exactly the number of Japanese people, and his cultivation was no longer inferior to Chen Haichao and others.
But Lu Qiwen seemed to have not seen the man punching his chest and walked forward.
When Dizang Qinghua saw the man's actions, he couldn't help but frown, but he slowly stretched out.
Chen Haichao couldn't help but exclaim when he saw someone attacking Lu Qiwen, but Lu Qiwen's actions made his heart suddenly hang up. Lu Qiwen actually met him without dodging. He couldn't take the punch even if he had any accidents. If Lu Qiwen had no idea how to face Liu Suyan.
Almost everyone in the audience was worried about Lu Qiwen, but all the Japanese secretly praised him for hope that Hanoi Big Bear could smash Lu Qiwen to death with one punch.
But they were destined to be disappointed. The Hanoi Big Bear can be said to have done his best, but the more so the recoil he suffered, the greater the power. Lu Qiwen recoiled the Hanoi Big Bear's power back intact. A crackling sound rang out, and the Hanoi Big Bear's arm exploded inch by inch, blood splattering everywhere, but it seemed as if an invisible air wall blocked the splashing blood, without a trace of splashing on Lu Qiwen's body
Lu Qiwen looked at the coma of Hanoi Big Bear and walked to the stunned Chen Haichao.
Sitting down in front of Chen Haichao, Chen Haichao did not even come to his senses. Lu Qiwen couldn't help but reach out and swayed in front of Chen Haichao: Hello, I'm coming back to my senses.
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