So soft, what? Is she not dead? Why can't she feel pain? Could it be that she has already gone to the spiritual country?

"Woman, you want to use me as your backing even if you die? It feels so rough to the touch. How many clothes do you wear..."

An Mengmeng felt as if she had fallen on a piece of grass that could talk, and it was still soft grass, emitting a leisurely light fragrance.

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A handsome figure was flying among the dense grass.

"Whoosh..." He walked through the grass and finally came to the grass.

He just needs to go through here and rush back to the 'World Royal Family' in a short while. Today seems to be the day of the engagement, right? If he can't make it, the headlines in the next day's newspapers will definitely be terrible, but the engagement partner is the royal family.

What is Princess An Mengmeng like? I’m really looking forward to it~!

"Wow~~~! I'm going to die!"

A loud shout suddenly came from above his head. Han Zeyu subconsciously raised his head and looked up, and found a huge thing falling rapidly.

"Bang--!"

This huge thing hit his arms like this. Fortunately, he was strong, otherwise, he would be dead by now, right?
Chapter completed!