Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   Yao Wang laughed and left, while the white coat observed Cheng Yuanzheng's situation and kept making records.

   Cheng Yuanzheng was in a trance for a while, his ears roared sharply, a strong nausea appeared in his chest, and the feeling of vomiting was almost uncontrollable.

   The little fox who was sleeping motionlessly beside him opened his mouth and bit his fingertips silently.

  The stinging pain came, bringing a burst of clarity.

   Cheng Yuanzheng used his incomparably strong self-control to forcibly suppress the strangeness for a moment, and continued the unpleasant performance of the drug effect.

  The door opened silently, the seductive fragrance came faintly, the soft and pleasant temperature came to him, and he gasped and whispered seductively.

   "Want me?"

  Pure Huaxia Imperial Capital accent.

   Cheng Yuanzheng felt tight, and touched the little fox with his fingers, signaling it to be careful not to show his feet.

  The little fox doesn't lift his eyelids, he lies like a stuffed toy puppy.

   Cheng Yuanzheng lifted his eyelids, revealing a grim look in his eyes.

"roll!"

   The woman chuckled, her gestures revealing endless charm.

   "Are you not feeling well? I'll rub it for you."

  A pair of jade-white slender hands softly and boneless gently put the thick bandage on his chest.

   Cheng Yuanzheng wanted to laugh inexplicably, and almost broke his work.

   Throwing out such a high-level thing just to make a beauty trick on him?

   He didn't even look at his current appearance, he was bundled like a zongzi, with thick bandages, what could he touch! Fighting cattle across the mountain?

  Which fool came up with a bad idea, it is simply a slap in the face of the ox.

   After turning this thought over, Cheng Yuanzheng's heart suddenly became tense again!

  Yeah, clearly knowing that it has no effect, why is the enemy doing this?

  What do you want to test? Still doubting his identity?

   Ji Fengyun has a functional disorder, which is not too much of a secret, and those who care will not find it.

   So what is their purpose?

   Test the efficacy of the drug?

   Cheng Yuanzheng closed his eyes hard, his teeth clenched, and the sound that came out of his teeth seemed to be soaked in ice slag.

   "Get out!"

   Cheng Yuanzheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodthirsty, he got up and made a gesture to pounce on the woman, spreading his fingers wide, as if he would cut off her slender and graceful neck in the next second!

   Just like being inspired to release the beast of the devil in your heart!

  The two guards in the corner of the house stepped forward and easily suppressed the frenzied and furious Cheng Yuanzheng. They didn't even glance at the beauty, like two machines without human emotion.

   "Where is my brother so uncomfortable? Someone rub it for you. Is it here? Or here? Huh?"

  The woman still smiled charmingly, ten green jade fingers lit up on him like a harp, and exhaled like a blue oriole, and she was a very charming stunner.

   Strangely, the other three big men in the room didn't respond at all, the records, the guards, as if what was being performed in front of them were not the lively and fragrant beauty, but the common clumsy little movie.

   "Mom, I'll kill you! You bastards! Dare to look down on me! @#￥%..."

  Cheng Yuanzheng burst out with a series of foul language, struggling to blush with a thick neck, blue veins protruding half an inch high, almost bursting blood vessels!

  The woman was unmoved, she smiled and moved her fingers slowly down, her eyes like water kept staring at his face.

   "Well, my brother is so mighty, people like it..."

The    nasal tone carried a hook, and drilled into Cheng Yuanzheng's ears in nine and eighteen bends, stirring up the fire hidden in his body.

   Rage!

  The little fox yawned secretly in boredom, resting comfortably on his little paws to make up for his sleep.

   I just took a mouthful of dirty blood from Cheng Yuanzheng, how long does it take to digest it in a dream before I get sick! The little fox is also tired.

  Master, the little fox misses you.