Chapter 1563 The Little Palace Lady of the Mentally Retarded Prince (69)

Ning Jiu ink face black for a while, white for a while.

When I feel sober, I am no different from being stupid.

He slammed his sleeves and hurriedly climbed onto the bed, his back to Bai Weiwei's mouth, his bed, and he couldn't wait to make a hole.

Bai Weiwei did not talk to him anymore, packed up the needle thread and folded the clothes.

Then she blew out a few candles, and groped for the quilt, put it on the cot, and climbed up to sleep.

Bai Weiwei said to the system: "Ning Jiu Mo, this guy, forever forty, I miss my seventy-five."

The system looked at the red line, cut it half, and it was thick.

This red line will make the branch task malfunction, and it will not be cut.

The chainsaw cuts continuously, the system pulls out a diamond head drill, and so on?

The system thinks, can sell a few health points.

Then it began to buckle the diamond, and said: "Nothing, no antidote, he will always come back seventy-five."

The poison was recurrent, there was no antidote, and Ning Jiu Mo could not be normal.

Bai Weiwei was comforted, she did not need to be forty.

As long as the idiot came out, the Raiders against Ning's fools became.

Bai Weiwei was sleepy again. Today, she tossed her eyes and closed her eyes.

The solitary light swayed, and in the darkness, one hand took a party with a fragrant scent, just about to hold her nose and mouth.

Bai Weiwei opened his eyes and forced his hand.

Ning Jiu Mo Yan, the handkerchief in his hand fell to the ground.

Bai Weiwei turned up and her eyes were bright and clear. "What are you doing?"

Ning Jiu ink flashed a horror in his eyes, he licked his lips, but did not want her to find out.

He couldn't sleep, he could only hold her to sleep and feel comfortable.

Ning Jiu Mo was speechless.

Bai Weiwei frowned, just want to say something.

Ning Jiu Mo suddenly squatted, her hands clasped her slender waist, and said wrongly: "A Wei, why don't you go to bed, I have a nightmare."

Bai Weiwei looked at the "mental" version of Ning Jiu Mo.

Don't pretend to be a big brother, I’m selling you out.

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while before reaching out and gently touching his hair. "His Royal Highness, you woke up."

This discourse is like a pun.

Ning Jiu Mo also responded, and her mouth woke up.

It was her favorite fool who came back.

Ning Jiu Mo has been stupid, only a silly.

It is seen that he still has to face this face.

Therefore, Ning Jiu Mo worked hard to blame her, and licked her thighs. The faint scent of her body made his body stiff and half-point.

Bai Weiwei’s hand was also tempted and turned into a gentle touch.

"His Royal Highness, I will protect you."

She whispered, she said this sentence.

But this time it is more important than ever.

If he is stupid, it is estimated that she does not understand what she is saying.

But he was awake and could hear the trembling in her words.

I am afraid, I thought she was ruthless.

Ning Jiu ink disdained a smile, afraid to still hit him.

Not holding his thigh, she regrets it later.

Bai Weiwei faintly said, "Okay, Your Highness, let's go to bed."

A simple sentence, pure as clear water.

Ning Jiu Mo made a sigh for a while before she nodded and let her take the bed.

Bai Weiwei gave him a quilt, combed his hair, and gently pressed his eyes with his soft fingers.

"Sleep, I am here."

Gentle muttering, her drooping face, in the dark light, has a warm and soft feeling.

(End of this chapter)