super king glory

When the young soldier met Wang Xiaojian, he was very excited and couldn't speak fluently.

Wang Xiaojian looked at the soldier in front of him.

He looked about eighteen years old, very handsome, but with a bald head.

Wang Xiaojian chuckled and said, "Hello! What's your name?"

Hearing Wang Xiaojian's polite greeting, he even asked himself what his name was. The young soldier touched his bald head, with a naive expression on his face, and said, "General Li, the younger one's name is Yu Liangliang."

Yu Liangliang?

Wang Xiaojian's eyes fell on his bald head again, he chuckled, raised his thumb, and said, "Yu Liangliang, that's a really good name. You live up to your name. Liangliang, your bald head is really bright."

Yu Liangliang did not expect that the god-like idol in his heart would joke with him.

When Wang Xiaojian called out, "Your bald head is so bright", his delicate face turned red.

However, immediately, joyful emotions arose in his heart.

He didn't expect that Wang Xiaojian would be so approachable and would joke with him.

Yu Liangliang stroked his bald head and smirked, "General Li, the little one is fine now. After serving in the army for so many years, the little one's head is tanned."

Wang Xiaojian was amused by his words, he actually said that he was sunburned a lot by his bald head.

He was telling him that it was brighter before.

This bald soldier is so interesting.

However, Wang Xiaojian didn't make fun of him.

As a coach, he would not do such low-level things.

This young Yu Liangliang, with a handsome appearance, gave off the feeling of a little monk.

Looking at his shiny bald head, Wang Xiaojian felt that the evil thoughts in his heart had been purified a lot.

But the purification is only short-lived.

After parting with Yu Liangliang, Wang Xiaojian came to his own tent.

He slightly lifted the curtain of the camp tent, and then a mean smile appeared on his serious and handsome face again.

Through the curtain, Wang Xiaojian saw Cheng Ziwei, Tang Han, Xie Jiazhao, and He Mingyue four girls staying in his room.

The four of them sat around a round table with teacups and teapots placed in front of the table.

Their little faces were flushed, and they were talking, and they seemed to be saying his name.

"It's not undressed and lying on the bed, but it doesn't matter. Wait for the next king to chop them into lambs one by one."

Wang Xiaojian grinned, and scanned the tent with sneaky eyes.

He didn't see Qiu Yunbing, and then the cheap smile on his handsome face became lewd.

"It seems that the senior sister knows that I want to be a fairy with the four junior sisters, so she gave us a private space. As expected of my eldest wife, she is really considerate. She is really kind to me."

"I can't treat one more favorably than another. I'll go find her after I make my four junior sisters happy little fairies. Let the senior sisters also become happy fairies."

"Before Daji and Zhaojun arrive, I will be a fairy with them every day. I have been fighting for so long, so I can't treat myself badly."

Wang Xiaojian murmured to himself, then restrained his smile.

He let his expression become upright and awe-inspiring, then he lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Brother Sect Master!"

The movement of Wang Xiaojian lifting the curtain attracted the attention of the four girls.

They turned around at the same time, saw Wang Xiaojian, immediately stood up again, and greeted him with one voice.

They are about fifteen or sixteen years old, and their voices are more melodious than larks.

Wang Xiaojian listened very comfortably.

Thinking that when they were gods, they might still sing conquests to themselves with beautiful voices, Wang Xiaojian's bones were shattered.

Wang Xiaojian and Qiu Yunbing have been immortals, and Daji, Wang Zhaojun, Qiu Xianer, and Ying Xiya have also been immortals.

He also became a fairy with Daji, Wang Zhaojun, and Qiu Xian'er.

But when the four of them came together, Wang Xiaojian never enjoyed it.

The slutty slut has preconceived ideas, and when she sees four flushed faces, her blood will boil with excitement.

"Everyone, good evening. Hehe."

Wang Xiaojian chuckled and greeted the four girls.

He walked into the military tent, and then sat down at the table where they were sitting just now.

Immediately, he looked at the four little beauties again.

Cheng Ziwei is about 160 cm tall.

She has an exquisite oval face, a delicate nose, a small cherry mouth, and is wearing lake green clothes. She has a small waist that can't be grasped, and she is very touching.

Tang Han is slightly taller than Cheng Ziwei, about 160 three centimeters. She has a ponytail, double eyelids, long eyelashes, bright eyes that sparkle, and she has the temperament of a sister next door.

Xie Jiazhao is wearing a light pink dress. She has a beautiful oval face with fair skin and sexy red lips.

Under the skirt, her legs are straight and slender.

She looks fifteen or sixteen years old, but she is a little charming, she is a rare beauty embryo.

He Mingyue has a delicate face like a porcelain doll, with watery eyes like a clear spring.

She is obviously a 15-year-old girl, but Chad looks like a ten-year-old girl.

Among the four girls, He Mingyue is the youngest, but she has the best figure.

Protruding forward and backward, matched with her pure appearance.

Wang Xiaojian looked very happy, his aggressive and lecherous gaze made the faces of the four girls even more flushed.

Cheng Ziwei blushed, she didn't dare to look at Wang Xiaojian, and said: "Brother door master, what are you looking at?"

Wang Xiaojian said with a playful smile, "I'm looking at the four junior sisters. You are so beautiful, four junior sisters. It's great that we have such beautiful wives as you."