In the ward.

The atmosphere is beautiful.

... Actually, this is nonsense.

Can it not be charming?

A mature woman with a bulge in front and a squinting back and a stable body suddenly bent down and climbed onto the hospital bed, spread her plump and slender thighs, knelt on both sides of her body, and then sat on her stomach with her butt.

She is still wearing black stockings!

He even straightened his waist and raised his chest!

It also unties hair!

Who can withstand this?

Miyata Yui couldn't even hold it while sitting in Kitahara Nanfeng.

Not to mention Sumiko Nichi.

Although the body shape is just a joke, whether it is safe or not has nothing to do with the body shape.

But... do you think men like to have a baby, really to give birth?

certainly.

Beautiful and beautiful.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was not as exaggerated as losing his mind, so he still had concentration.

After all, men are most important.

It's concentration.

"So what the hell are you going to do?"

Kitahara Nanfeng looked up at the particularly delicate and delicate Sumiko Qihai, who looked very delicate after erecting her chest: "Do you know I am a patient? Are you still very serious?"

"Okay, don't behave like it if you get the cheaper."

Sumiko Nichihiro pulled her hair on her shoulders and looked down at the Nanfeng of Kitahara under her: "What you care the least at this time should be my weight, and you may even wish I was heavier."

"What a messy statement."

Beiyuan Nanfeng glared at her and asked, "Who told you?"

Sumiko Nichihiro said casually: "Suyong Jiyue."

“…”

The corner of Kitahara Nanfeng's mouth twitched: "Do you believe her words?"

"Of course I added my own judgment."

"So what the hell do you want to do?"

Under her suppression, Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled out his hands from the thin quilt with difficulty and put them on her round and slender black silk thighs.

Um.

Consistency.

"I've just told the reason."

Sumiko Nichihara did not respond to the actions of Nanfeng Kitahara: "Since you like to ask questions, then just ask this."

"There is something wrong." Beiyuan Nanfeng laughed out loud.

"Let go."

Sumiko Nichihiro glanced at the hands on her thighs.

The north wind of the north world began to detour: "Your move first."

"Ha, man."

Sumiko Nichihae smiled contemptuously: "But forget it, I don't feel disgusted, I think you're lucky."

?”…So what’s going on now?”

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little more serious.

It's time to relax, too.

Although he doesn't care about anything he wants now.

But not.

"That inner prince should have already thought of a way out."

Sumiko Nichihachi said casually: "Before you rush, before she sent the Holy Coffin Knight to intercept her, she was ready for me to appear."

"Although she was very confident and more confident than anyone else, she was also the most cautious person. She didn't think I would die at the hands of the Holy Coffin Knight. The previous priest Akatsuko knew that she would die, she would act as a container to extradite Gao Tianyuan and consume me, and the last few air-to-ground missiles all illustrate this.

Those air-to-ground missiles should be the last killing move of the inner prince. If there was no accident, I was in my state at that time, even if I didn't die, I would have almost no ability to resist. She could use the broken mirror to avoid damage and then kill me again. Everything was planned."

“…”

Nanfeng Kitahara frowned: "You mean she did this to kill you?"

"Two birds with one stone."

?Sumuko Nichihara raised his hand and gently rubbed the eyebrows of Nanfeng Beiyuan: said calmly: "Gaotianyuan's problem is indeed imminent. She really wants to solve the problem by launching a war. But she also wants to kill me. As long as I still exist in this country, that bitch Gaotianyuan will never have a complete divine character, and the so-called royal family will never be able to think of peace. As long as they can kill me, no one can stop her next, whether it is launching a war or doing anything. For this goal, the inner prince can even sacrifice his father, as well as the cabinet ministers and members of parliament."

"I have to say that this Prince Fushimi Miyaki Tatsukonai is indeed a smart woman. I even suspect that she faces the bitch Takagihara, and the two have already talked to each other."

“…”

Kitahara Nanfeng's brow did not stretch out because of Sumiko Nichi's fingers, but instead wrinkled deeper.

"certainly."

Sumiko Nichihara looked at Kitanohara's face and curled up slightly: "She thought well and her plan was perfect. I was dead, but she missed a factor."

Beiyuan Nanfeng moved his gaze and looked at her face.

"She missed you... Well, the follower behind me, in her eyes, you should be just my follower and wild man."

Sumiko Nankai chuckled, "So she has never taken you too seriously, but she didn't expect that I would go to deal with the previous priest Atsuko, and you didn't follow me, but instead went to the formation of the infamous shrine alone and killed her directly."

"Aomura Takajiro and Shi Qi Masazo were actually prepared by her to further consume me, oh... and the lonely ghosts in the temple worship hall, but you cut and slaughtered all the obstacles, including the temple worship hall. This caused me to lose my strength, but I could still fight against the clone with broken mirrors, and she had no choice but to do anything to me."

"Of course, what she expected most was that you would protect me when the four air-to-ground missiles flew over, which made her final expectations fade. The last look she looked at you, and she wanted to eat you."

"After all, even I didn't expect that you would come to protect me at the last moment."

?Shino Qihai moved his fingers on Beiyuan Nanfeng's eyebrows, slowly down his face as clearly as a knife-carved face, and finally stayed on Beiyuan Nanfeng's chin, with no big ups and downs in his expression, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Nankai Sumiko, the character is reversed."

Beiyuan Nanfeng couldn't help but speak out to remind him.

"I'm on it now." Sumiko Nichi held his chin with her fingers.

Beiyuan Nanfeng: "Get out."

Sumiko Nichihiro smiled softly, really let him go, and put away his hand.

"So, how is the Prince of Fumimi Miyaki Tatsuko now?" Kitahara Nanfeng thought for a while and asked again.

"At the last moment, she used the broken mirror to protect herself and dozens of parliamentarians and cabinet ministers whom she thought were important enough to escape successfully, which should be one of her preparations.

As for the regime, I don’t know if I’m afraid of revenge or whether she has reached a deal with her. During this period, Yokota Air Base has been deployed frequently, and the roar of whistling by almost every hour can be heard. The government is still under her control, but she can’t think about the war.”
Chapter completed!