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Take My Breath Away

Chapter: 73

Nian Yajing is a bit depressed, no, why does this sound a bit wrong? She typed a few words and replied: It is obviously that Huo Ling can’t sleep with me, okay?
Lin Wanying: Yajing, I’m very curious, who is on top of you and Mr. Huo.
“…” Which pot shouldn’t be opened, Nian Yajing replied to her with a beating emoji, “Zheng Xiaoke withdrew your words to me, don’t forget that there are two men in the group, I will be shy!”
Zheng Xiaoke sent an ellipsis and really withdrew what he had said.
As soon as Zheng Xiaoke withdrew, Nian Yajing also withdrew what he had said, followed by Lin Wanying. Therefore, when the other two men saw the group, it was a reminder that several messages had been withdrawn…
What Nian Yajing didn’t expect was that her Weibo seemed to explode, she accidentally opened Weibo, and a series of message prompts rang.

Unread messages 99
My god, Nian Yajing’s brain was dull for a second, what did she just post on Weibo?
Oh, when she remembered, she found that there were thousands of comments and tens of thousands of likes.
What made her go crazy is that everyone lined up to learn to comment first, Lin Wanying replied to her, “There is a kind of @霍凌沉!”

It’s not too big to watch the excitement, and some people even mentioned Huo Lingshen’s personal account in the comments.
Inadvertently turned to Han Huiming’s comments that have been liked hundreds of times: Every inch of time is worth an inch of money, don’t miss a good time.

There is also a stranger and Rhythm: The resignation Baidi Caiyun, lend me Ling Shen to pay it back one day.
This pun is amazing!
A sour bubble appeared in Nian Yajing’s heart. She dared to miss her husband and deleted this comment that had been liked more than a thousand times!
While she was having a good chat with Huo Lingshen’s harem, she received a text message on her mobile phone, “I can’t go back now, I won’t make up classes at night, and I’m not allowed to go to the bar to sing. Just stay at home and wait for me to go back.”
Nian Yajing is having a chat! Without saying anything, he agreed, “Yes! Uncle Huo!”
When Huo Lingchen received her reply, he curled his lips and was a little confused at the same time. This time he was a little unaccustomed to being obedient.
Thinking of this, he turned on the mobile phone WeChat and found out the circle of friends.
At about 11 o’clock in the evening, Nian Yajing yawned and re-discovered the circle of friends. In dozens of comments, there was a stranger who commented to her: Come on! You have to believe that this is not a dream!
When I opened the stranger’s circle of friends in doubt, there was only one thing to talk about, which was the financial report shared.
Who is this?
But she didn’t think too much, turned off WeChat, and ran to chat with the women on Weibo.
At the end of the conversation, she found that whenever she said that Huo Lingshen was not good at a single word, she would be attacked by a crackling… Huo Lingshen’s fans were terrible.
Later, Huo Lingshen didn’t know when she would come back, anyway, she was already talking and fell asleep. The next morning, when it was not too bright, Nian Yajing was awakened by urine and found himself in his arms.
… Before I could think about it, she got off the bed and went into the bathroom.
When she came back, the man was still asleep again. She was too sleepy and could not take care of it, so she opened the quilt and went in.
Just when she fell into a dreamland dazedly, she fell into the firm embrace again, turned around, hugged her embrace to find a position, and fell asleep completely comfortably.
Huo Lingshen looked at the sleeping little girl in his arms, rubbed his tired eyebrows, and endured his own changes. He was really looking for abuse by himself…
Nian Yajing had a dream, which was a nightmare to be precise.
First I felt that I was kissed, and after the kiss, I was eaten tofu in various ways, and finally I was quiet. She dreamed of Mugogo again…
So after she woke up, she didn’t have time to think about when her pajamas were thrown on the ground, and put on her pajamas and ran downstairs in a panic. In the dining room, Huo Ling Shen just sat down for breakfast, looked at the girl who was rushing down with a disheveled hair, and asked faintly, “What are you doing?”
Nian Yajing took a breath and said impatiently, “Huo Lingshen, even if one day I divorce you, don’t marry Mu Guoguo, she is really a white lotus…”
The dining room was quiet for half a minute. The man slowly moved his gaze away from the hickey on the woman’s neck, and asked in confusion, “Who is Mugogo? Why should I divorce you? Why should I marry her? White lotus?”
Hearing the three words “White Lotus” from Huo Ling Shen’s mouth, Nian Yajing felt quite funny.
Only then did she realize that she had only had a dream, that Mu Guoguo had married Huo Lingshen. At the wedding, Mu Guoguo stepped her on her feet and laughed fiercely.
She scratched her hair, “It’s okay, you can eat! I continue to go to sleep!”
“Get up to eat and wait for the stylist to come over.”
Nian Yajing was puzzled, “Come here so early?” She thought it was at night! “Yeah.” He just hummed, and there was no more.

Nian Yajing went upstairs to wash up boringly, obediently in the room waiting for the stylist to come over.
Humming into the cloakroom, when changing clothes, “Ah!” a scream overflowed from her mouth.
However, she was quickly held back. Looking at the masterpiece on her body, she understood that someone eating her tofu in the dream was not a dream at all, but Huo Lingshen!
Oh! This old hooligan!
Those who didn’t know thought they had a fierce battle last night! The hickey is so obvious, how can she see people! Can’t wear a scarf!
The stylist arrived soon. In addition to the makeup case, he brought dozens of women’s clothes and various shoes and bags of the same color.
Today is just a birthday party, not a business dinner, no dresses are required. Standing in the living room, Huo Lingshen picked out two dignified off-white and ice blue dresses from the new clothes, and handed them to Nian Yajing, “Try it.”
Nian Yajing went upstairs holding her clothes.
Ten minutes later, the girl who appeared at the top of the stairs made the man’s eyes bright. Although Nian Yajing’s skin is not very white, it is white. She wears an ice blue Korean dress, which makes her even whiter.
Feeling the man’s scorching eyes, Nian Yajing’s face was slightly red and stood still in front of him, and asked expectantly, “Does it look good?”
I also tried the off-white one just now, but she still felt that this one was more attractive, with a white windbreaker, and went straight downstairs.
Unexpectedly, Huo Lingshen directly looked away, without answering, and directed several servants, “Hang all the remaining clothes in the lady’s cloakroom.”
“Yes, Mr. Huo.”
So, all these dozens of clothes are for her? Nian Yajing opened her mouth wide in shock. She ran over and pulled Huo Lingshen’s sleeve, “Too many, I can’t finish it at all.”
Winter is coming in one month, and she can’t finish these autumn clothes even if she wears two pieces a day.
“If you can’t finish it, just hang it.”
“…” The habit of capitalists is really special.

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