"Brother Qian, you ..."
Before Yang Jing could finish her sentence, Qian Xuan opened his mouth at lightning speed and spat out the spoon. He pressed on the girl's shoulder and looked at the beautiful face in front of him. His heart moved, and he could no longer hold it in. He kissed her.
Yang Jing's long eyelashes fluttered.
She closed her eyes subconsciously when she saw his face getting closer and closer.
Just as Qian Xuan was about to kiss her ...
A sudden change occurred.
Hurried footsteps could be heard from outside.
"My Lords, this is the place." Hong San pointed to the small courtyard in front of them and said.
His face was filled with ruthlessness.
He thought to himself, Hmph! How dare you steal my woman? after I get rid of you, Yang Jing will be mine. "
The leader was the Vice God Lord of the heavenly God guards. He had just returned to the capital after carrying out a mission.
At this moment.