บท 159: Overthrow

"What's the matter? Emperor! White! Black!" Ye Qingyang jumped up, this situation is very strange. The ring in his hand and the temple in his soul disappeared. The room has been blocked by a white light curtain, like a prison, no matter how hard Ye Qingyang beats the light curtain, there is no damage.

"Husband...I'm here..." A figure appeared at the foot of the light curtain, it was Bai. At this time, he was wearing a white bathrobe, which was very short, and could barely cover the important parts, and it also perfectly set off Bai's delicate and delicate body.

The suet white jade-like skin and a pair of slender legs deeply attracted Ye Qingyang, Ye Qingyang's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed hard. On the other hand, Bai had a blushing face and a pair of winking eyes like waves, looking at Ye Qingyang unbearably.