The micro-living sleeping soldiers came to cover the water, washed as usual, and tried to sleep. Weisheng's family did not allow outsiders to enter the inner house, Jiang Zuchen originally wanted to guard him outside for one night, but Weisheng Rongmian also confidently asked him to go back to rest.

Since Diana died in the room, the security of the micro-life family has been much higher than before, and even if no one is outside, the safety factor is quite high.

Weisheng Rongmian took out a very small bottle, poured a little poison test potion into the soothing tea sent by the people, the tea did not change color, he took out a few more sleeping pills and drank them with confidence.

JONE can say very responsibly that if Li Qixin gives birth to a child three months later, if Weisheng Qingnian doesn't put the person back, Weisheng Rongmian will die due to lack of sleep and overwork, or overdose of sleeping pills.

He had insomnia when he was very young, and the older he gets, the more he thinks about it, and he has been overdrawn over the years, and the actual physical condition of Micro Life Rongmian is much older than his age.

The brothers only hope that this struggle can end as soon as possible, and he and Li Quexin can stay together with peace of mind, which is also a kind of recuperation for his body.

WEI SHENG RONGMIAN STILL WANTED TO FALL ASLEEP, AND JONE ASKED HIM TO DRINK THREE TABLETS, AND HE WOULD DRINK FOUR TABLETS. Li Que has been absent in the past few months, and he can't sleep. This night's medicine was added to five tablets.

Whoever made Weisheng sleep can only look forward to seeing her in his dreams.

But it turns out that he didn't listen to the doctor's advice and died completely.

Weisheng Rongmian dreamed of his softness as he wished, but in reality it was Nan Chun'er who was holding him.

Weisheng Rongxue didn't tell him in advance, and directly arranged for Nan Chun'er to enter his room.

It stands to reason that neither he nor Weisheng Rongci have a choice. Anyway, Nan Chun'er has already entered the Weisheng family, and the elders have nothing to say. Since she has to follow the family rules when she enters the door, Weisheng Rongxue is just a middleman, and she still has the permission of her elders. Since it is a family rule, micro-life tolerance and micro-life tolerance must be followed.

Weisheng Rongcheng watched her bathe and make up.

"Chun'er, where are you going?" Weisheng Rongcheng's heart was like a knife when he asked this, he should ask or not, obviously let her choose by herself, but in the end, she couldn't help but ask.

Nam Chun'er chose her favorite red, and on the fluffy collar was her beautiful and moving face.

Who in Gumo City doesn't recognize Nan Chun'er's beauty?

"Micro-sleep. She stepped on her long heels, grabbed a red plush coat and walked out.

Weisheng Rongcheng leaned against the head of the bed and his voice trembled, "Chun'er!"

She stopped and turned back, her charming eyes full of charm.

"Don't choose him, okay?"

Nan Chun'er looked at him for a while, her red lips hooked up a charming arc, "I've wanted to choose him for a long time, Rongcheng, don't you know?"

Without waiting for an answer, she opened the door and left.

From the beginning, she chose to be a micro-life and sleep, from reading the manuscript at the sports meeting to inviting her to dance at the school ball, her only two active temptations were against him.

As a result, Li Quexin's sentence at the sports meeting, "chasing after the scene, Lang eyes and eyebrows" fully stimulated the boy's fighting spirit, and in the face of gunfire at the school celebration dance, he shook off her hand and pounced on Li Quexin.

Nam Chun'er stood in front of the window of Weisheng Rong's sleep, unbuttoned her coat, and took off her boots and stockings...... She had expected him to be awake and to spend the night with her, willingly or unwillingly. After finding that he was asleep, Nan Chun'er unhurriedly lifted the quilt and lay in it, groping for his nightgown.

Isn't this man a stunner like her, and how many celebrities don't beat him. Perfect figure, delicate facial features, ascetic temperament, and heyday power......

Nan Chun'er is still the best woman in the Nan family, her beauty, talent, and seductive methods are difficult to match.

Except for Li Quexin, no one has ever touched him so closely, and he can't distinguish between truth and falsehood in his sleep, he misses Li Quexin so much, and finally can be warm with her in his dreams, what reason does he have at all.

While Nam Chun-a was still kissing his chest, he rolled over and pressed her down, immediately dominating.

Weisheng Rongmian has always been a strong person, he is used to control, and the premise of pampering is his absolute possession. Nan Chun'er was in a trance at that moment, and there seemed to be some kind of faith in her heart that was shaky.

There was a chill in the neck, and both of them were stunned.

Nan Chun'er's belief collapsed violently, and Weisheng Rongmian suddenly opened her eyes suddenly.

He forced himself back to his senses with a splitting headache, fragments of memories and bodily sensations assembled at the same time, thankfully not to that point.

Jian Mei Xing's eyes instantly became tough and majestic, and he pinched the neck of the person under him fiercely, "Presumptuous!"

Nan Chun'er felt the strength of his hand, and it was clear that he wanted to kill her. Her brows furrowed painfully, instinctively wanting to use the skills she had learned in the Nan family over the years to charm him, but the moment she bent her legs, she suddenly realized that this was not another man, this was a slight life.

He doesn't eat this set, she uses it to really find death.

Nan Chun'er simply stopped struggling, no matter how ruthless he was, she just had tears in her eyes and a painful muffled grunt between her teeth.

Now that Wei Sheng Rongmian has returned to his senses, he can't really kill her like this. Just when Nan Chun'er's cheeks were already stiffened from lack of oxygen, he let go of his hand.

Nan Chun'er coughed violently, and she got up and tried desperately to help herself.

"Get out. He got out of bed, picked up the red coat and threw it at her. Nan Chun'er's naked body was covered with a barrier, she looked at the coat in a daze, and when she looked up again, he was gone.

The taste of being rejected is really uncomfortable, I don't know how Nan Ling'er has persevered for so long.

Nan Chun'er pursed her lips and put on her clothes, grabbed the coat and sat on the edge of the bed for a while, she didn't know why she didn't leave, did she still have to humiliate herself?

She Nan Chun'er has never been rejected in her life, but he is the only one. Every time it is more ruthless, every time it is more ruthless. Embarrass her, embarrass her.

He couldn't refuse.

What's more, it was already a dire situation just now.

At first, she just didn't know how to deal with herself, but after sitting there for a while, she realized that something was wrong. Almost at the same time, Weisheng Rongmian came out of the bathroom, looked at her heavily, and sneered, "Good intentions." ”

Nan Chun'er got up slowly, and suddenly felt weak in the face of his scrutinizing gaze.

If she had put on her clothes and left immediately, it might have been easier to explain what the people outside would have thought of the two of them now that it had dragged on for so long.

Obviously nothing happened, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is already a secret song, and the wood has been completed.

"I didn't think you'd say no, so I didn't think I'd frame you. Nan Chun'er explained palely.

Wei Sheng Rongmian's face was cold, "So no matter who you are pregnant with in the future, it will be mine?"