C1074 I Don't Want Your Emperor's Seat

It was only then did Xuan Tianmo realise that his arm which he stuck into his pants had been caught in a soft whip and the other end of the soft whip was firmly grasped in Xuan Tianming's hand.

This was not so bad yet, just as he planned to stick his other hand into his pants, similarly, a tight feeling was also felt on that arm, another whip wrapped around it, and this time