C1390 I'm Going to Give You a Baby Right Now
C1390 I'm Going to Give You a Baby Right Now
It turned out that last night, when he was receiving a thorough examination from the General Department experts and professors, this foolish woman had been invited by Yue Zitong to a certain place and the two of them had a "friendly" conversation.
During the conversation, Yue Zitong, who was currently full of jealousy, emphasized that she was Lee Nanfang's real girlfriend.
Lee Nanfang believed that with his aunt's current IQ, she should have been very tactful when she said that last night, purely hinting at Chiang Morann.
Perhaps, when Yue Zitong said that, she just stood from the angle of the main palace and showed her sharp claws and fangs to Lee Nanfang's Aunt Jiang, reminding her that she had better obediently lie low in front of me in the future, otherwise her upright cucumbers would not eat it.
Really.
Perhaps Yue Zitong just wanted to express this meaning.
However, Chiang Morann misunderstood Yue Zitong's identity as Lee Nanfang's true girlfriend, and tactfully hinted for her to get out.
Otherwise, he would be as beautiful as her!
Sister Morann immediately sunk into incomparable pain. After staying in a daze for an entire night, she got into the dead bull's horn. She felt that if she were to leave Lee Nanfang, what would be the point of being alive?
Don't forget that last year, when Lee Nanfang faked his death overseas, Chiang Morann was turned into a zombie under Mrs. Jinghong's all-round attention.
What's more, Yue Zitong wanted her to be unable to approach Lee Nanfang for the rest of her life?
Without him, she would have suffered a fate worse than death.
The two weighed each other and chose the light one.
Since living was better than dying, why not die?
Why did he still have to live through this?
Thus, Chiang Morann, who was hiding in the dead bull's horn, promised Yue Zitong that she would leave Lee Nanfang before daybreak.
Just as a wisp of morning glow appeared in the horizon, she gracefully and unhurriedly fell from the sky while hugging her senior sister.
Fortunately, she was not doomed.
Just when she gracefully landed on the rooftop, Lee Nanfang, who had been surrounded by dozens of experts and professors for the whole night, coincidentally walked to the window to take a breath of fresh air before going back to have a good night's sleep.
Then, he saw Chiang Morann, who had fallen from the sky.
An invisible force had caused him to tear the curtains and wrap Chiang Morann's feet with quick movements that he would never have been able to do.
Luckily, Lee Nanfang acted in time.
If he didn't use the curtain, even if Lao Hu was ten times stronger, he wouldn't be able to catch Chiang Morann who was falling from the sky with his bare hands on the ground.
In that case, Sister Morann, who now looks so good on the bed, will become a "work of art" meat patty.
Thinking about the fragrant Beautiful Young Woman, who almost became a meat patty, Lee Nanfang couldn't help but shiver in fear.
If that really happened, Lee Nanfang would be committing a crime.
A hundred deaths were unforgivable.
He didn't blame Yue Zitong, the one who started it.
Firstly, he didn't have the qualifications, and secondly, he didn't dare to.
When he was extremely disgusted last night, his aunt was so terrified that she lost her composure that she used her identity as Patriarch Yue for the first time to gather all the experts and professors in General Department who could possibly be related to his illness to give him a consultation "outstanding performance".
Lili had already done so, and if Jack complained to her again, was he still human?
If he had to blame someone, he could only blame himself.
Therefore, Lee Nanfang didn't resent him just because he was slapped by Lao Hu.
Of course, the key is that I don't dare to --
He could only blame himself.
What kind of men are you, Man, not being able to protect your own woman?
If not for all that trouble, Lee Nanfang would have definitely found the place where the Shaolin Founder, Patriarch Damocles, sat down cross-legged to face the wall for nine years.
Nine years later, when he came out again, he would be able to face the dainty Yue Zitong and the others. He placed one palm on his chest and asked with a kind face, "This Female Donor, I think you look familiar. May I ask your name, age, and family?"
Scumbag Lee was truly a scum.
Putting aside the fact that there was something wrong with his body that could kill him at any moment, just by the fact that Sister Morann had almost turned into a work of art and was in a coma due to fright, he could actually think of such a funny thing and even laughed out loud.
as if it were a fart --
Before he could finish laughing, Chiang Morann, who had a pale face, and her pair of black butterfly wings that covered her eyes suddenly flickered.
Lee Nanfang's laughter woke Chiang Morann up from her deep coma.
Slowly, she opened her eyes.
After seeing her wake up, Lee Nanfang immediately retracted his smile. His face was filled with the tender affection of me for you, and he looked at her affectionately.
When Chiang Morann woke up, she stared at the white ceiling for a full thirty seconds.
She was thinking back to what happened before she woke up from her coma.
She remembered.
As she jumped down from the rooftop of the clinic building, she seemed to see her previous life.
In her previous life, she was the Bao Si of King You of Zhou, one of the most famous beauties in the history of China.
This idiom was based on her life.
If it wasn't for Bao Si, the eight hundred years of history of the Zhou Empire wouldn't have ended up in the hands of King You of the Zhou Empire.
Then it wouldn't have to do with Lao Qin, who was at the northwestern border, raising a horse obediently for my Zhou Empire.
That way, there would be no feudal society. Other than Lao Zhou's family and the aristocrats of the Hou Kingdom, everyone else was a slave.
It was passed down from generation to generation.
Until today, people no longer have to worry about buying a house, seeing a doctor, and having a child go to school.
Do slaves need to buy a house?
Just a shack.
Do slaves need to see a doctor?
No matter what the disease was, he would just lie at the base of the south wall and leave it to fate.
Are the children of slaves still going to school?
The heck, reading my bullsh * t book, hurry up and get back to work for me!
After finishing their work, the slaves would be tired like dogs, sticking out their tongues. When they could finally rest, they would be able to experience the beauty of living.
The happiness index was rising slowly.
It is definitely higher than the modern Indian people's happiness index.
Who was it!?
Who deprived modern people of their high happiness?
It was Bao Si!
Yes — me.
If I wasn't the reincarnation of Bao Si, why would I be so sexy, so good in bed, and like to hear the sound of the silk tearing?
When Chiang Morann thought of this, traces of complacency appeared in her dull eyes.
She felt that she should be a fox spirit.
It was rumored that the historical Bao Si, wasn't he just a reincarnated fox spirit who deliberately seduced King You of Zhou to destroy the Zhou Empire, indirectly causing the modern era's people to no longer feel the joy of being a slave?
Chiang Morann's sudden thought was interrupted by something swinging back and forth in front of her eyes.
Instinctively, Chiang Morann lifted her hand to push the thing away. "What are you talking about? Can't you see that I'm thinking? "
"I can see it. It's exactly because I saw that you were so engrossed in your thoughts and was afraid that you would never be able to pull it out of your imagination again, that's why I had to wake you up so quickly. "
Lee Nanfang's voice was light, but it carried obvious worry.
Indeed, he saw something from Sister Morann's silly and lecherous smile as she stared at the ceiling, unable to stop the corners of her mouth from curling up.
It was even more obvious that she was slipping into some evil abyss.
If he didn't quickly pull her back and let her keep sliding like this, then she would never be able to return to normal.
would be a -- demented.
The beautiful rest of her life was spent in the fantasy world that she had sketched out for herself.
In fact, it was all thanks to Lee Nanfang's timely warning.
If Chiang Morann woke up after a long wait and fell asleep on the side of the bed, he would have to go to the mental hospital every now and then to see a patient.
Chiang Morann, who lived in a fantasy world, would treat herself as a hero, a fox spirit who was born to seduce men.
She would run all over the world, jump, hook her fingers when she saw a man, smile and say, "Let's sleep together."
To Chiang Morann, Lee Nanfang's voice was like a large bell and a huge rune.
It made her body shudder as she quickly escaped from the dark and evil abyss, returning to the reality of light.
The scene from before she woke up from her coma flashed through her mind like a movie shot.
She remembered that she had jumped down from the tall building in order to help Yue Zitong!
She thought she was dead.
But she did not die.
She was lying in the resting room in her office, while Lee Nanfang was sitting in front of the bed.
"S-Nanfang?"
Chiang Morann asked with a trembling voice, "It … It's really you?"
Lee Nanfang held her left hand with both of his hands, lowered his head and lightly kissed the back of his hand: "Yes, that's me."
"I, I'm not dead?"
Chiang Morann asked again.
Lee Nanfang looked at her deeply: "Of course you're not dead. How could you die with me here? You haven't even given me a child, and yet you're already dead.
"For you, to have a child?"
Chiang Morann's eyes slowly lit up.
Lee Nanfang smiled in response.
"I … I will give you a child. I definitely won't let you suffer a loss."
Chiang Morann suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed Lee Nanfang's arm, pulling him onto the bed.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Scumbag Lee definitely knew what his Sister Morann was going to do next.
However, he still pretended that he didn't know. He wanted to make a symbolic resistance while she crazily tore at his clothes.
"I want to give you a child, now, now, now!"
Chiang Morann said incoherently as she pulled Lee Nanfang's clothes.
"The door isn't locked. Let me lock it!"
At this moment, Lee Nanfang was like a little lamb caught by a tigress. Other than being passively toyed with, he had no ability to resist at all.
Chiang Morann, who had pushed him down on the bed, cried out, "No! I don't care!"
Before this, the two of them had done this sort of thing together, not just three or five times.
Many times.
Well, many times, how many times?
Who knows.
A lot of times.
The sudden chirping sounded like a swan taking off.