One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 2205: Who is the person next to the pillow [1]


Na Lanfeng felt inexplicably, as if the words of that **** girl would always come true.

How can I be so sure that I will break my leg?

She doesn't want it!

As she descended the steps, her heart was pounding and she was cautious.

Rao is like this, when he was on the last step, he still stomped on the air with one foot in the air!

"Boom—" a sound.

The whole person fell on his head and gnawed a dog~shit!

The dresses are scattered! Makeup ruined!

Lan Zhirou who followed behind, her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but glance at Nalan Xiner.

Is it her? Is it Nalan Xiner's fault?

I haven't seen you for a few months, and the grass bag girl is amazing again? Can you control people's actions from a distance?

What's so great about this?

I must hurry up and absorb more of the man's yang energy. I must obtain the ability from my master to be able to compete with Nalan Xiner...

I don't know the effect of Chen Xueshu's medicine, did it work?

Lan Zhirou looked at the direction of the first class cabin with some uncertainty.

"Aunt, are you okay? Why don't I help you go back to rest?" She took the opportunity to suggest.

Na Lanfeng fell into a mess, and was anxious about whether he broke his leg and was hit by the straw broom~Xing.

Lan Zhirou let her go back to rest?

Take a break!

She said sternly, "It's all you who have no eyesight! Why did you come to help me earlier? Now it's hypocritical and looks disgusting!"

Lan Zhirou doesn't dare to offend her now, so she can only bow her head and say yes.

Na Lanfeng tugged at her arm, and finally stood up again: "Is the wood lump? Don't you help me go to the front row to watch the battle!"

There are already two guests on stage having a great time, betting three times.

If Nalan Xiner hadn't waved to stop, they wouldn't have had enough.

This kind of pure luck bet is so unique and interesting!

I really don't want to stop.

Nalan Feng lost her foot and leaned on Lan Zhirou to support her before moving to the seat.

Everyone was busy watching the game. She couldn't even demolish a servant, so she could only go to the bathroom, find a towel, pick up the water, and come back to serve Na Lanfeng.

Wiping her face, hands, and tidying up her dress, she regained some energy.

Nalanfeng looked at the liveliness on and off the stage. Everyone recognized and invested in Nalan Xiner's proposal, as if they had left her behind.

She wrestled in public, and no one cared about her! Really heartbroken.

Nalan Feng is thinking about how to make Nalan Xiner's gambling game mess up... Then, the old lady won't just reprimand her...

Thinking about it, she suddenly had an idea.

"Xin Er, my aunt will bet with you!"

She's making rhetoric!

==

The night was dark.

First class, in Song Song's room.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the moonlight, once again shyly exposed his face, softly passed through the porthole and sprinkled on the bed.

Song Song's little face is especially fair and delicate in the moonlight.

She appears to be asleep, with a warm blanket over her body and her eyes tightly closed.

The thick lashes, like two delicate little fans, cast a wonderful silhouette on the cheeks.

If you look closely, you will find that her legs are exposed outside the blanket.

It goes even further—she's not wearing pajamas at all!

Go~ sleep!

The air in the middle of the night at sea was still a little cold.

Soon, Song Song sneezed in his sleep.

"Ah!—"

She tightened the quilt on her body, her eyelashes fluttered, and she woke up!

"Well, what's the matter with me?" Song Song felt very strange.

How could she sleep so deeply? She never sleeps! Why did you go to bed without wearing pajamas after taking a shower?

Sit up with support on the bed, Song Song wanted to wake up, but then he immediately cried out in pain: "Hush - it hurts!"

She felt like she had been torn apart somewhere, with a red and swollen lingering warmth.

【Yun Ye: Good night kiss! ]


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