When Shen Qianluo was suddenly grabbed in an instant, he fell on Tartaglia.

After the exercise (?), the body was burning from the inside out, their breathing intertwined, and the earlobes brushed by the heat could not help but turn red.

Even the heartbeat of the young man's chest could be clearly heard.

Even the gods couldn't help being a little dazed, and for a moment forgot about the slender waist being held by the other party and the extremely ambiguous whispering posture. After all, for him, it had been a long time since he had been in close contact with such a young soul.

That was the calmness and gentleness that did not belong to the ancient gods. Strong arms embraced him, and his internal organs, meridians and muscles seemed to clamor for victory and strength, a vigorous spirit that was unique to humans who were short-lived but had a strong drive.

Of course, there was also the dark possession and desire that was suppressed in the deepest part of Tartaglia's eyes and had never been clearly defined.

Shen Qianluo almost buried himself in the collar of his shirt on his chest.

The child was indeed soft when he was held in his arms. The wrist in his hands was slender but not weak, and the skin was soft and smooth. Because of his half-forced movements, his waist naturally bent into a beautiful arc.

With the tip of her nose buried in the fragrant hair, Tartaglia's warm eyes under her dense eyelashes couldn't help but slide down to her white waist.

The beautiful and flexible waist is barely visible under the thin fabric...

Although it is not feasible now, Shen Qianluo is not a real child. It is even hard to imagine how stunning he must have been when he was young. If his desire is deep enough and persistent enough, then sooner or later...

The executive officer couldn't help but imagine a beautiful plan for the future. He really didn't know Shen Qianluo very well, but his instinct as a warrior told him that the person in front of him was the most suitable person for him.

Shen Qianluo was obviously a radical militant, and the arrogant look in their eyes during the battle was definitely true. If he kidnapped the child, wouldn't he be able to fight with him every day!

What an exciting and refreshing thing it is! Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!

The kid who was hiding in the blind spot was happily chewing on the Faith, but in the blink of an eye, their bodies overlapped and the two parties hadn't reacted violently. However, Xiao, who had witnessed all this...

Successfully exploded.

"Let him go!" Without hesitation, the Hepu Kite stabbed over fiercely. Xiao teleported in front of Dartalia in an instant, his eyes full of suppressed anger, and the sharp energy of the spear tearing through the air was heading straight for her face.

"Ha, another strong enemy is coming!" Tartaglia, who had been alert for a long time, supported himself on the ground with his palms and jumped up in an instant. With a nimble figure, he put his arms around Shen Qianluo's waist and dodged Xiao's attack while holding the boy in his arms. As the elemental power was mobilized again, excited and gloomy hostility poured out.

"Judging from your attire, you are... an immortal from Jueyunjian?"

"…I repeat, let him go!"

The young immortal's low voice was clear, yet extremely intimidating and angry. His eyes fell on the child's waist that was surrounded and the two people's lips that were almost touching just now. The shock and anger in his heart once again made him want to fork Tartaglia away on the spot.

He never imagined that the boy who was sacred and even inviolable to him would be treated so frivolously by the man in front of him!

He is the one who truly regards Shen Qianluo as the god who saved him. Even a conversation or interaction with him requires careful consideration.

He respected him and loved him, so he would never embarrass him, nor would he do anything so frivolous or even provocative...!

Tartaglia, who held the boy in her arms, obviously would not obey the immortal's orders. She raised her lips provocatively and said, "Who are you to him? If we are just friends, you have no right to stop me from being honest with him, right?"

Xiao's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger and coldness. Seeing that the other party had no intention of repenting, he stopped talking nonsense. The next moment, a cold and sharp wind swept in strongly, colliding fiercely with Tartaglia's water blade.

At the same time, he wanted to reach out and pull Shen Qianluo back who had fallen into the tiger's claws (? ).

Tartaglia was naturally not happy with the soft and fragrant girl in his arms. He quickly retreated and once again forcibly activated the Demon King's armed forces to fight passionately.

So, inexplicably, the two men, who equally cherished Shen Qianluo but were jumping around with the child in a fierce battle, started fighting.

When Tartaglia was suddenly forced to let go by Xiao, the boy’s wrist was grabbed by the immortal. The next second, Xiao had to retreat again because of Tartaglia’s subsequent attack, and watched the boy being embraced by the man for the nth time...

Shen Qianluo, who was nearly shaken and unexpectedly pulled in the middle and flying around, finally slowly typed a question mark:?

Why did these two suddenly fight over him?!

Is he so transcendentally popular?

Inexplicably, a sharp scream suddenly flashed through the mind of the child who was spinning around due to the takeoff and landing...

Stop it! Stop it! Stop fighting for me! ~~

Finally, the crumbling golden house could no longer withstand several battles, and the floor shattered with a loud bang.

All three fell down together.

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