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Chapter 154 Daughter-in-law, let’s consummate the house (4)
Zhan Beilie and Leng Xia looked at each other, and they both saw a bit of inexplicable confusion in each other's eyes. Looking closely at the pigments used in this tattoo, it is neither red nor green, but the color is so bright that it can be hidden under the skin For so long, it's only now showing up.

Are there so many puzzling mysteries caused by falling in love with Leng Xia just now?
The two of them had no idea whether the tattoo would do Leng Xia any harm. There was a [-]% chance that the water lotus that had appeared for no reason had something to do with her being emotional. what really happened...

Will there be more unbelievable things?

Will it affect Leng Xia's body?

Zhan Beilie's enthusiasm just now was completely withered by this delicate water hibiscus. He would never risk the safety of the lioness, even if he suffocated him to death!
Leng Xia sighed helplessly, and raised her chin towards the direction outside the door. Daqin War God stared at the water lotus for a while, scratched his head irritably, and rushed out.

cold shower!
After Zhan Beilie left, Leng Xia leaned against the wall of the bed, studying the water lotus tattoo on her chest, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it should be a map, but this map should be a small place, a labyrinth, an underground palace, a mausoleum, or something else...

Leng Xia studied for a long time, but couldn't come up with any clues for a while, so she could only temporarily forget about it.

When Zhan Beilie came back, his hair was still dripping with water, and his face was still full of desire and dissatisfaction. He stared straight at her with those little eyes that were as pitiful as they could be.

Leng Xia felt funny and helpless at this time, but she was also attracted by the eyes of this big stray dog, secretly rolled her eyes, and waved to him.

The large stray dog ​​immediately swayed towards the "master", with a dark face, it glanced at Leng Xia's chest from time to time, with that look, it really wanted to pull out the flower and beat it up.

Leng Xia got up and fetched a cloth towel, and under Zhan Beilie's surprised and disbelieving gaze, she knelt on the bed behind him and started the extremely rare gentle service of wiping his hair.

Daqin God of War was instantly satisfied, his eyes narrowed into crescents, the corners of his mouth turned up higher than the sky, and he hummed joyfully, enjoying the service that his daughter-in-law might only have this time, he actually felt that the tattoo was not so hateful, after the consummation of the house, he could Continue, but the gentleness of the lioness is so rare!
Forgive him for his futile thoughts, the sad Daqin God of War has already been eaten to death by the lioness.

Leng Xia dried Zhan Beilie's hair bit by bit as meticulously as possible. When she had such a woman, she felt baffled. This person unknowingly affected her deeply.

If in the previous life, someone told her that one day she would fall in love with someone, and that one day she would be willing to dry his wet hair for that person, she would definitely smile coldly, look at him like a fool, and ask: "Want to die?"

She is the king of killers and the overlord of darkness. She is not the king of this small five-nation world, but the king of killers among the 66 billion people on the earth. You can live well without anyone's company...

But at this moment, Leng Xia suddenly discovered that the person in front of her had unknowingly walked into her life, even her life.

Without Zhan Beilie, is that okay?

The answer is yes.

But can he still live unrestrainedly and freely?
Leng Xia wasn't sure.

At this time, Zhan Beilie didn't know that he actually occupied a very important position in Leng Xia's heart. He always thought that he was a hot-headed man with a shaved head. It wasn't until today that Leng Xia was willing to hand him over to him that he was slightly sure. One point, maybe the lioness also has him in her heart.

But how many, he is not sure.Of course, Leng Xia would never tell him, because this person would be so poor.

Zhan Beilie snorted comfortably, leaned back slightly, and rested his head on Leng Xia's chest, feeling a warm and soft touch, and a quiet fragrance wafted from his nose, and it didn't take long for him to respond again.

He scratched his hair hot all over, and his beloved lioness was beside him, but he couldn't see it!

This fucking broken tattoo, if I know who got it, I will dig up the grave of your [-]th generation ancestors!

Zhan Beilie sighed, but suppressed the desire in his heart. He didn't want to go out to take a cold bath again. Although martial arts practitioners are strong and healthy, the cold water in this late autumn is still very biting.

wrong!

Zhan Beilie suddenly stared, a bloodthirsty gleam shot out of his eagle eyes, and the tattoo of a lioness was on his chest...

Who?
who is it?

Who tattooed the lioness chest?
Leng Xia felt Zhan Beilie's unprovoked murderous aura, raised her eyebrows, and poked him, meaning: What's wrong?
Zhan Beilie turned his head to look at her, with blue veins popping out on his forehead, and his whole body exuded a sour aura about to explode and go berserk. Leng Xia knew what he was thinking in a blink of his head, and couldn't help laughing.

Leng Xia tilted her head with great interest, twirled his black hair with her index finger, scanned the incomplete memories in her mind, quickly smoothed the hair, and said with a smile: "I don't have any memory of this tattoo at all. The big ones may be from childhood tattoos."

Zhan Beilie glared fiercely at the tattoo for a few more times, and squeezed out his teeth: "You can't do it when you're young!"

The Daqin God of War was still previewing the bloody scene of chopping up the man's hands, feet, eyes, digging up the ancestral grave, whipping the corpse and dismembering the corpse. Leng Xia hung the cloth towel in his hand to the side of the bed, lay down on the inside, and patted The bunks outside, that means, sleep.

Zhan Beilie immediately smoothed his hair, lay down humming happily, put one arm around Leng Xia's waist, held her hand with the other, rubbed it lightly in the palm of his hand, and slept with his arms around his daughter-in-law!

The moonlight is silent, the candles are warm, and the room is warm and sweet.

"Master..." At this moment, there was a sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and Wuying's voice sounded outside the door: "My subordinates are asking to see you."

"Damn it!" Zhan Beilie took a deep breath, feeling something stuck in his chest that he couldn't vomit or swallow, and yelled fiercely, "You better be in a hurry!"

(End of this chapter)