Spoiled Wife: Husband, You're Enough

Xiaoqiang who can't beat him to death, Tong Xiaoman shows a look of disgust.

Nalan Che smelled the speech, immediately scared out of a cold sweat, quickly nailed her limbs to the bed, and dared not let her move again.

If she comes here again, he will be scrapped.

"Why are you pressing me... Let go... You bully me..." she struggled, her face red like a ripe red apple, making people want to bite hard.

"Shut up." Nalan Che stared at her. The little red mouth pouted slightly, constantly tempting his tight nerves.

"You... You poked me... And told me to shut up... Villain... Let go of me... You poked again... Turned against you... Huh..."

Before she finished her shouting, she was severely blocked by him, using his mouth.

She felt that there was a slippery thing that slipped into her mouth so forcefully that she couldn't speak.

Her head is more dizzy. Even her stomach is churning. Yes, it's churning

Nalan Che's face suddenly changed and quickly let go of her, but it was too late.

He stared at the dirty and filthy object on his body, grinding his teeth and grinding hard

After vomiting, the woman immediately turned her head and fell asleep.

Nalanchi can't believe she slept like that.

He was speechless. He swore that he would never let her touch a drop of wine again.

He took off his dirty clothes and went into the bathroom to take a bath. When he was half washed, he suddenly heard the harsh sound of fragmentation in the room. He was startled. He quickly pulled the bath towel around his lower body and walked out quickly. He saw fragments all over the ground. It can be vaguely seen that the fragments include crystal lights, vases and wine glasses

Everything that can fall in the room has fallen

The culprit, after seconds of destruction, fell down on the bed and slept, and occupied the big bed domineering.

Young master Nalan, with a sudden blue vein on his forehead, endure, endure again

Once again deeply regretted that she would never touch a drop of wine again.

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Since returning to school, Tong Xiaoman's physiological clock is very punctual. When it's time to get up, he will wake up automatically.

But why does my head hurt so much when I get up today?

She moaned in pain, and then found something wrong. Why can't her hands and feet move?

She suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes were a pair of naked chest. The skin was strong and elastic. It must feel good to touch.

Shit, what's she thinking?

Tong Xiaoman suddenly shook his head and said, * * * *, she is not dreaming. Her limbs are tied and she is still trapped in the arms of a man.

She met a sick animal?

She was shocked and screamed in horror: "ah..."

She just shouted. A thick palm suddenly covered her mouth. A man's hoarse, gnashing teeth roared from his head: "woman, shut up."

Nalanche, who had been tossed about by her all night and had a hard rest for a short time, woke up when she moved.

Eh, why is this sound so familiar?

She struggled to look up, but saw a haggard face as if she hadn't slept for 800 years.

Narantche?

She's a little uncertain. After all, how can a sick man like him who loves cleanliness make himself like this?

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