"I'm not a doll, why are you holding me?"

Carefully taking Yan's hand away, Leng slowly stood up. Fortunately, it didn't disturb Yan's sweet dream.

I went to the bathroom and washed my face. It was so cold that I felt better.

Then the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, and the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became.

He turned back to the bedroom and took a closer look at Yan who was still sleeping. Leng couldn't help blurting out.

"Damn! It turns out it's you, a little prodigal!"

…

Ximen Lang felt a little aggrieved. This was for no reason, and Leng didn't know which muscle was wrong.

As soon as she got up early in the morning, she punched herself.

Ask her why and she won’t say anything. What kind of truth is this?

But Ximenlang didn't dare to make trouble. He didn't know why, he always felt that he owed Leng something.

When he saw her angry look, he felt a little guilty.

It’s so baffling!

I just gave her a Devil Fruit yesterday, so she owes me anything she wants!

But then I thought about it...

Did she know about the dream I had yesterday? No way?

Impossible, absolutely impossible! You have to believe in science!

But if you think about it carefully, you will find that you are really enjoying your life in the dream, hugging you from left to right!

envious!

Similarly, Yan was also a little confused.

I don't know why today, but when she saw the cold, she wanted to run away.

I don't even dare to look at her seriously!

Are you kidding?!

I'm a dignified left wing guard! How could I be afraid of a little guard angel like her?

Even if she has become a god, so what?!

I'm not afraid of her!

She glanced at Leng who was preparing breakfast in disbelief. By coincidence, Leng turned back to look at her.

In an instant, a kind of coercion called a big woman came over her face, making her unable to breathe.

It wasn't until I lowered my head that this pressure disappeared.
Chapter completed!