The sprawling army of flesh-eating ants.
Still swirling incessantly.
In the midst of the death spiral, Lin Fan held Xu Zhi Rou, who was light as if boneless, in his arms.
"Are you holding on tight?"
"I'm holding tight!"
With her face flushing red, Xu Zhi Rou replied helplessly.
This guy was clearly doing it on purpose.
"Let's confirm it again, it was you who asked me to touch."
Lin Fan weighed the more than a hundred jin of Xu Zhi Rou.
Lin Fan couldn't understand.
The surge in front of him, how could it be so light?
"Yes... it was me who asked you to touch, are you done yet? Hurry up and go!"
Although she had grown up among men since she was a child.
Xu Zhi Rou had never been so close to a man before.
Now being held and touched by him, it was incredibly awkward.
"I'm telling you, you can't spread this around, it might tarnish my reputation."
Lin Fan had a mischievous grin on his face.
If Prince Zhen Nan found out he was treating his daughter this way,
