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Chapter 74 Poor little Yan: I want to sleep with my husband...

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    When facing He Zun, he also failed several times.

    Feng Yanran had no choice but to pack his things, "Treat the symptoms but not the root cause. You have a heart problem and a serious psychological problem. I remember that your insomnia started five years ago, so what happened five years ago that makes you unable to let go and you are depressed?"  Heart? You never said, how can I treat it for you? "

    "If you continue like this, I won't be able to do anything even if I have all the skills."

    Hearing this, He Zun remained silent. He lay there, exuding the dignity of a king. His brows were slightly furrowed, casting an unchanging shadow, making his originally deep and unpredictable pupils even more unpredictable.  No one knew what he was thinking.

    Feng Yanran walked towards the door. When he passed by Li Yan, he paused and said pointedly: "Some people still need to know who they can provoke and who they cannot provoke. What they did in the past can still be done.  You still remember it vividly, but if you don¡¯t remember it, someone will naturally leave a deeper impression on you!¡±

    Feng Yanran turned his eyes and looked into Li Yan's hazy peach blossom eyes, innocent and panic-stricken.

    He was stunned for a moment, and then he scanned the injuries on the opponent's body uncontrollably, and something strange quickly flashed through his eyes.

    Feng Yanran reacted quickly, his face turned ugly, and he strode away in the next second. His legs were so long that no one could see his back in a few moments.

    Seeing that the person was gone, Li Yan turned around and looked at the man on the bed.

    Biting her lower lip hard, the force seemed to bite out the tender lip and draw bright red blood, and she held the pillow in her arms tighter.

    He Zun saw her hesitation and embarrassment and said in a deep voice: "Is something wrong?"

    Li Yan raised her eyes wetly, and after a while she limped closer, a bit embarrassed, "Husband" She called out in a soft and hoarse voice, with a strong sense of dependence in her voice, as if she had found a safe haven.  , which made her feel at ease.

    He Zun¡¯s eyelids moved when he heard the sound of ¡°husband¡±.

    He never allowed her to call him that, nor did he allow her to get even remotely close to him, but now he doesn't resent it

    Seeing her limping and having trouble walking, He Zun felt gloomy.

    "Husbandcan Ican I sleep with you tonight" Li Yan said weakly, her voice soft and waxy, like the small and lovely cry of a newborn cat. She was slender.  The curled eyelashes trembled, and the eyes were overflowing with hope.

    He Zun stared at her, his eyes as deep as water, and said indifferently: "No."

    Li Yan was a bit over the top.

    Although he suspected that the other party might be his little liar, it didn't mean that she could rely on these possibilities to act unscrupulously.

    He Zun thought coldly and gloomily.

    As soon as the words came out, a small rain of pearls started falling in front of my eyes, and the sound seemed to be unstoppable.

    I saw the little woman in front of me, sobbing on her slender and fragile neck, her voice was hoarse and hazy, "Butbut wuwubut I'm afraid, I can't sleep"

    After crying, she collapsed, and the pillow couldn't hold her anymore. She let the pillow hit her feet, her two delicate and boneless hands curled up, and kept wiping her tears. Maybe she felt that she was embarrassed, so she simply  She covered her eyes with the backs of her hands, leaving only her red nose exposed and her trembling lips flattened in grievance.

    There were as many tears as golden beans, and they rolled down drop by drop, astringent and hot, across the face, and hung on the small and delicate chin (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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