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A golden light appeared on time, falling on Sima Xian’s body. Who knows which powerful priest payed attention to this situation, giving him very effective healing.
The female mage bit her lips as she looked at this bald male. After quite a while, she suddenly grabbed Sima Xian’s neck, fiercely kissing him.
This act was really too sudden, adding with the weak state of Sima Xian’s body, there was simply no way to avoid being kissed like that.
At this time, Sima Xian’s mind went thinking, _How am I going to account for my little white flower?_
This kiss came fast and also ended fast. The female mage abruptly lifted up her head, full of aggressiveness, “I don’t care about whatever little white flower. I am set on you, and won’t take any refusal.”
“But my heart is already taken…” Sima Xian spoke out his heart’s content.
The female warrior snorted in disdain, “All I want is your body. I don’t demand your heart.”
“I…”
