One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 103: Sister is not a short-lived good person

Although the prospects are very optimistic, Nalan Xiner is not so optimistic when she is really soaked in the medicine barrel.

Pain! pain! pain!

On the skin, in the muscles, the pain of tearing skin and bones!

How can the so-called washing the tendons and cutting the marrow be as leisurely and comfortable as Miss Qianjin takes a milk bath or a flower bath?

The toxins and drugs in her body are fighting, pain!

The skin is irritated by the liquid and it hurts!

The muscles and bones are reshaped by the medicine, and the pain is increasing!

The blushing face was white with pain, and her slender hands tightly grasped the edge of the medicine bucket, otherwise she really didn't know if she would roll around in the bucket in pain and be the first to drown in the tub people.

But no matter how painful it is, she will endure it!

She's going to be strong! To take revenge! For this reason, she is not afraid of pain!

After an hour, my fingers were about to rip and my lips were biting a little bit of blood. I don't know if I was numb from the pain, and my body didn't seem to be so uncomfortable.

But then, an itch gradually rose.

It's like thousands of ants are biting her, from the surface of the skin, all the way to the bones - it's unbearable itching!

The pain is bearable, the itch is unbearable!

Nalan Xiner's hand let go of the edge of the medicine bucket, and she couldn't help but want to scratch the itch.

"No!" A certain clock suddenly stopped, "If you scratch the itch now, all your efforts will be lost! This itch is because your toxins are being excreted out of your body, don't move!"

Nalan Xiner bit her lip again.

The rosy cherry lips were stunned by her bite, and a little bit of blood oozes out, more than a hundred times brighter than when Uncle Dongfang was on the wall.

I don't know how long, Nalan Xiner, who was tortured to death by pain and itching, heard an anxious call: "Girl, are you still alive?"

"I'm... fine..." She supported the medicine bucket with her arms softly, and put on a large bath towel and came out.

Only then did I see the hands of Big Ben swaying quiveringly, and although the voice was still sour, it contained a few twists of concern: "It's fine, this clock knows that good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years! "

Nalan Xiner smiled: "Yes, sister, don't be a short-lived good person! Sister wants to live a long and long life, go and scourge that group of scum!"

She slept exhausted that night.

Under the same night sky, some people have a 51% probability of kissing the tip of the right tongue, and they have a long aftertaste and can't sleep for a long time;

Someone burst into a small bar in the suburbs full of anger, dragged a drunk man home, stripped it, and threw it in the bathtub to wash, only to find out that the sly man was not drunk at all, she Instead, I was thrown in the bathtub to eat and wipe, and I was so tired that my back was sore and my legs cramped;

Someone smirked under the moonlight, holding a precious malachite, revealing the fox's tail;

Of course, there are still people who are working hard in the shadows, trying to pull out the thorns in their eyes at a luxury bar mitzvah in the near future, and seize everything that originally belonged to others!

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Last class in the afternoon of the second day.

Dongfang Yunhe sent a message to Nalan Xiner: "Outside the school gate, the bus stop."

This seems to be the first time Uncle Dongfang has sent her a message.

The corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, and she was full of curiosity about what the uncle said to learn dining etiquette in another place.

Where would you go to learn the dining etiquette of aristocrats?

After school, she ran out quickly.

He Xiaowu couldn't help shouting from behind: "Hey, Xinmeiren, run so fast, why don't you make an appointment?"

"About you, let's study!"

"Hey, the scumbags have also begun to work hard, why do I have a strong sense of crisis?" He Xiaowu felt that her chin was about to drop.

Chen Xueshu next to him said dully: "Do you know who she is studying with?"

"You really believe it! I bet 100 yuan and she's definitely going to make an appointment!" He Xiaowu was determined.

——[About a Pao Small Theater No. 22]——

Miss: What is an appointment?

Uncle Dongfang: In short, it's a slap!

Miss: Damn it, the author of the straw bag really has no morals! Change the author!

Uncle Dongfang: Change it decisively! I didn't let my grandfather kiss me until I wrote chapter 100, when will I be able to slap it?

The author of the straw bag: I'm in a hurry... let's do the previous play first, and prepare for it, or can we bear it...