One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 292: Haggling with uncle

The atmosphere in the cabin contains throbbing in the closeness, trust in the throbbing, and drowning in the trust.

Even in the air, there is a hint of sweetness.

Nalan Xiner was so fed up with such a sweet smell that she couldn’t stand it–it’s been too long, she hasn’t received true love, and it always feels like it’s not real, like in a dream.

She pinched her leg lightly, hissing—it hurts, not a dream.

Mei Mu blinked, she tried to destroy the sweet atmosphere: “Uncle, it’s all your fault, if you hadn’t left the 30,000-word homework, why would people come to Tianjin City? Jin City, how can you give the bad guys a chance to take advantage of it? It’s all your fault, it’s all your fault!”

“Nonsense. Are you here to write a paper? I think you are here to eat Goubuli buns with your male classmates?”

If Nalan Xiner doesn’t mention it, Dongfang Yunhe gets angry when she mentions this.

The little thing is wearing a cuckold on his back, what’s the point?

Nalan Xiner took a peek at a certain man’s face, rub it, the atmosphere was successfully destroyed, why does it seem to have ignited accidentally again?

Uncle is very angry, and the consequences are serious.

Should you think of some perverted way to punish her?

Nalan Xiner hurriedly changed her tone: “What a bun, hehe, nothing. They are really here to collect data. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you the paper… I’ve written all 30,000 words. , the data is also complete…”

Speaking, I was really struggling and wanted to sit up and show him the electronic document of the paper in the USB flash drive.

Dongfang Yunhe held her waist: “Don’t move around. I’ll talk about the dissertation when you get better.”

“Then you believe I’m here to write the thesis?” Nalan Xiner took the opportunity to ask.

“Hmm.” Dongfang Yunhe reassured her to prevent her from jumping up again.

Nalan Xiner suddenly laughed like a little fox: “Uncle, since you believe that I came to Tianjin to write a thesis, then you can’t deny that it is because you arranged that pervert… oh No, it was because of your heavy homework that I encountered this unfortunate incident last night!”

Dongfang Yunhe had a sullen face, thinking to himself, this little thing is really tricky, and he was surrounded by a few words.

Nalan Xiner smiled wickedly: “Uncle, so you owe me this time! I ask for compensation!”

“Compensation?” Dongfang Yunhe’s eyebrows moved, “Speak.”

He wanted to see what tricks the little thing was going to play.

“I haven’t made up my mind yet. But let’s ask you for an immunity first, okay?” Nalan Xiner seemed to be casual.

“What immunity?”

Dongfang Yunhe sank his eyes, feeling that the little thing’s thief smile was uneasy and kind.

——[“Goubuli” Small Theater No. 32]——

Uncle Dongfang (rebuking): Going out without the knowledge of the master, and eating “goubuli” with other men? Are you supposed to be tied up?

Miss (dial): Hello? Chen Aifei, help me buy a washboard fertilizer! Don’t talk nonsense, hurry up, buy back a lot of rewards.

After putting down the phone.

Miss (smiling): Uncle, repeat what you said just now?

Uncle Dongfang (also with a smirk): Ye didn’t say anything, the dog ignored him, let alone we. That, my wife, your wrists are sore, right? Lord help you knead…

Miss: You are wise! …

One second later.

Miss: Hey, your wrist grows in your heart? go away! ! !

(Note: This small theater thanks the “Girl” fairy for providing inspiration materials.)