Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 1375: She often rolls into his arms …

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What will she do to him? Will you feel bound again? Will he feel imprisoned again?

Xue Yilan didn't know what Ning Xuemo was going to do now, and could not bear to break away her hand, so she was pulled back to her house.

After entering her room, he froze slightly. Ning Xuemo's room didn't know when to add an extra bed.

Ning Xuemo pressed him to the bed: "You sleep here, don't be a sneaky pretender!"

That bed is very ordinary, and the mattress is also very ordinary. Xue Yilan's chest was hot! There seemed to be heat flowing and rolling.

"Momo!" He called her, but didn't know what to say.

Ning Xuemo lay down on his bed: "Alright, sleep!"

Xue Yilan slowly lay down on the small bed, looking at the side of Ning Xuemo, if there was a sea tide in her chest ...

Ning Xuemo tossed for so long and was a bit sleepy. She closed her eyes and intended to sleep again.

But there is one more person in the house after all, most of them are Xueyi Lan ...

She's a little bit down-to-earth, and she can't say anything about it.

Get used to it, everything is just fine.

Have she ever been in the same room as Shen Jiuli? Even on a bed, she didn't feel awkward at that time, even she fell asleep and often rolled into his arms ...

Stop! Can't think about him anymore!

Sleep, sleep!

She tried to adjust her breathing and cultivate drowsiness ...

"Momo, can't you sleep?" Xue Yilan's voice suddenly sounded from her vicinity.

Ning Xuemo was startled, opened his eyes, and found that Xue Yilan had dragged his bed closer to her bed. The distance between the two beds is more than ten centimeters.

What she saw was Xue Yilan's enlarged handsome face.

She stepped back into the bed subconsciously, condensing her eyebrows: "What are you doing near me?"

"Momo, I remember there is a saying in the world called even bed night talk, let's talk too."

"Is it hairy to talk about? Sleep and sleep." Ning Xuemo leaned inward, keeping a certain distance from him subconsciously.

"Momo, if you have a moonlight iron, what sword do you want? Sword?"

Ning Xuemo yawned, "I don't want a sword, I want a knife. Machete."

Xue Yilan said for a moment: "I don't think the machete is suitable for you ... the girls are still more beautiful with swords."

"Weapons are used to defend themselves and kill people, not to play nice." Ning Xuemo yawned again: "I'm not interested in any sword." In fact, she now looks like anything similar to Emei's thorn. Weapons have shadows ...

Xue Yilan is also a clever person, he seems to understand a little, his eyebrows are slightly curved: "Okay, then make a knife!"

With this conversation, Ning Xuemo's drowsiness is much less, she is a little curious: "Do you have a moonlight iron?"

Xue Yilan smiled, only flattened her palm, and a large piece of moonlight iron appeared in his hand, so big. His half arm was long, and the moon was shining in the room.

Superb! The best in moonlight!

It's the ancestor of Moonlight Iron!

Ning Xuemo opened her eyes wide, stared at the iron, her heart moved, and then stared at Xue Yilan: "What you go out of these days to return late is to find the moonlight iron?"

Xi Yilan smiled: "It's a lucky thing that I found a big one so soon."