The rich and young husband is a mermaid

Chapter 334 My Little Beauty

Chapter 334 My Little Beauty (3)

"You were just talking in your sleep!"

"What nonsense!" Xiang Aofeng was startled.

"You are calling Zhong Linger's name in your dreams!"

Xiang Aofeng did dream about Zhong Ling'er just now.

Seeing Zhong Linger on the road in Xiang Zhai during the day, Xiang Aofeng was completely fascinated by Zhong Linger.

A person like Xiang Aofeng doesn't know what it means to love or not, and to like it or not. When he sees Zhong Linger, his mind is filled with dirty, filthy feelings and desires!

To truly love someone is to love so much that you are reluctant to even touch them. If the hearts are connected, then even the wind and rain will become noble and beautiful!
How could it be as disgusting as Xiang Aofeng!

"Husband, I always knew that you often go to nightclubs to find women. When did I tell you about this kind of thing? You can't hide it from your wife and me! I already knew that you wanted to go to that Zhong Linger, otherwise, ,, I will help you!"

"Are you kidding! When did I find a woman behind your back!" Xiang Aofeng still looked serious in front of his wife.

"I'm not joking with you, because I have long disliked Zhong Ling'er! I really want to teach her a lesson!"

Liu Lin whispered a few words into Xiang Aofeng's ear, and Xiang Aofeng immediately smiled.

"Wife, you are so kind, you are really my good wife, after the work is done, my husband will reward you even more!"

With that said, Xiang Aofeng hugged Liu Lin into his arms.
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It's strange, after just eating the dinner brought by Xiang's servant, I feel very tired and weak all the time.

As soon as it was dark, Zhong Linger lay down.

Although Luo Xuanyu also lived in the rose garden, he lived on the third floor.

Zhong Ling'er lived on the second floor. Seeing that Zhong Ling'er said she was tired, Luo Xuanyu also went back to her room early.

Zhong Ling'er was obviously very tired, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Two hours after dinner, my whole body became inexplicably hot.

In the winter, Zhong Linger not only did not cover the quilt, but also took off the coat, but it was still hot.

At this moment, someone knocked on Zhong Linger's door.

"Who?"

It's already nine o'clock in the evening!
No one answered the door.

Zhong Ling'er really wanted to get up and open the door, but she couldn't move, it was so uncomfortable.

Do you have a fever?
I know some medical skills, but this is the first time I have encountered such an inexplicable situation.

"It's so late, I'm going to bed, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Zhong Linger said to the people outside the door.

As a result, the door suddenly clicked, and someone opened the door with a key!

Zhong Ling'er looked in the direction of the door, her whole body was dizzy, her vision was very unclear, and she vaguely felt that it was a man.

Zhong Linger shook her head, forcing herself to concentrate.

As a result, the man had already arrived in front of him.

It was him who hated Xiang Aofeng the most.

It's so late, what is Xiang Aofeng doing in her room!
Although Zhong Linger felt uncomfortable, she was still conscious!

"Sister Ling'er, is it hard? It's all right. Let brother help you cool down. It will be fine soon!"

With that said, Xiang Aofeng began to take off his coat!

Once, when Xiang Yimo was pretending to be sick, Xiang Aofeng also had a plan for her. Zhong Linger never expected that a year later, on the third night of living in Xiang's house, Xiang Aofeng would come again!
In the past, she was Xiang Yimo's wife, but now, she is nothing!

Infinite resentment welled up in her heart, Zhong Ling'er felt like she was about to throw up!
"Beauty,,, my little beauty,,, do you feel hot and unbearable right now?"

Zhong Linger's vision became more and more blurred, and even mistook Xiang Aofeng in front of her for Xiang Yimo.

(End of this chapter)

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