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Chapter 105 Letter to Ibrahimovic (5)

 Wang Ai’s dream has been half realized.

No one left, but maybe because he had been thinking for too long, Wang Ai hesitated when the matter came to pass. He didn't know whether the women who were in an unprecedented embarrassing situation would fall out with him collectively even if he was sincere...

This is my parents' house, and if something happens, it won't be settled.

But Wang Ai was not willing to give up like this, so he took a small trot. On the big bed in the master bedroom, he let the tiger, lion, and red deer sleep together. Then he flattened the large sofa and placed Xiao Huang, Xiao Mei

Put it on. Finally, Wang Ai pretended to be dumbfounded: "Oh, there is no room for me anymore. I'll go to the second bedroom."

Several women raised their eyebrows, snorted coldly, smiled shyly, waved shyly, and waved. Wang Ai was overwhelmed and simply turned around and ran away. When he got to the door, he turned around: "Well, even though I said it many times,

But I still want to express my love for you, each and every one of you. Each one is unique and makes my soul intoxicated. If I were not reborn, it would be a comfort to get any of you for the rest of my life. This life makes me happy.

After meeting such excellent and perfect people, I really can’t bear to let go. I’ve made so many mistakes..."

"Get lost." Huang Xin suddenly pointed at the door.

Wang Ai nodded and bowed: "Hey, I'll get out of here right now. You guys have a good sleep. If you have anything to do, make a phone call, empty the urinal, and serve supper. It's just a matter of words."

Xu Qinglian laid out the pillow, straightened up and turned around: "Use you? Get out!"

This time Wang Ai quickly made eye contact with Kangsi, Leonie, and Shi Wenjun alone, and then quickly left.

After the core left, the master bedroom suddenly became quiet. Wang Ai had been talking about putting them together for several years, but they were just as nervous as Wang Ai. This family is very good, and everyone wants to maintain it, but they know very well that

It is not easy to maintain, for fear of filling in some unexpected variables.

Fortunately, Wang Ai left temporarily, and they had formed different combinations with each other on different occasions and at home in different cities. Although the five-person group was unfamiliar, the two-person and three-person groups were even used to it. For example, these days

, needless to say, the little yellow horse and the little white horse? Every day, the two horses run side by side, the horses whip faster, and they hide under the pedal...

After a while, Xu Qinglian, who had been lying on the bed and even turned off the bedside lamp, suddenly sighed: "I should have known better not to scare him."

The lion turned over on the bed with a thump: "Who thought he was so cowardly? How can a bridge designer dare not walk on his own bridge? You think, isn't this what he has been talking about? Give him a chance..."

Xiaomei continued: "He's useless."

Huang Xin and Kang Si laughed together.

The lion's ambiguous voice came: "It's really useless? Do you two herbivores have such fighting power?"

Huang Xin hadn't lied down on the sofa yet, and had just picked up the tea cup: "The two of us... ugh! Although Tiantian should be thick-skinned, but..."

"Should I feel ashamed, I still feel ashamed." Xiaobai Ma added: "He always said it was a pleasure in the house, but I always think of being bullied and humiliated, especially the look in his eyes, it's true."

Kangsi was placed in the middle of the big bed, turned sideways and said softly: "This is what women and men are like, they are all like this."

"We haven't talked about combat power yet." The lion pulled back: "Do you think he is afraid? Afraid that his image of being invincible and invincible will be broken?"

Huang Xin hesitated: "I think..."

Shi Wenjun sighed: "Anyway, I can't beat him with five of them. It's too easy for him to deal with me. I'm a scumbag with a combat power of 5. Don't count me out."

"Who has the strongest fighting power?" Kangsi was suddenly curious.

The conversation that should be regarded as very open was interrupted again, because openness is also divided into levels, and it is obviously now at the advanced stage. After a long time, Huang Xin stretched his body on the sofa bed: "I'm definitely not the strongest anyway.

It's just a little better than the little beauty, but it's limited. Our man's physique is too abnormal. If he wants to deal with me, he can keep breathing for two or three hours without any problem. The consumption of this kind of thing can't be compared to that of a marathon, right?

He has almost two classes a day."

Xu Qinglian has been covering Kangsi with quilt, and now she joins the topic: "The lion is the strongest, because she is the tallest and strongest. According to Xiaomei's matching, she is the closest to the man in terms of scale, the most compatible, and of course the most capable of taking a beating.

.”

"That's not right." The lion propped up his upper body with his hands, his eyes shining brightly in the night: "The one who can resist the most beating is actually you. My body is the closest to him and the most suitable, but it's just the size, not the strength. I'm still in the category of ordinary people.

, he is not, and neither are you."

"Why am I not? Neither of us..."

The room was silent for a second before bursting into laughter. This was a rare gaffe for Xu Qinglian. But the lions and the others forgot that one of Xu Qinglian's biggest characteristics is her thick skin. Now she simply stopped pretending and suppressed the laughter with a cold voice:

"I am also a mortal, and I am one size younger than him. Have you forgotten that I have a nickname called Singer?"

After another burst of laughter, the lion laughed and said: "Yes, but you have strong endurance and can hold it back. Although you were more satisfied than anyone else until the end, it is true that you resisted longer than us."

.”

"What's the difference between physical resistance and magic resistance?" Huang Xin said with a smile.

While the women, including Xu Qinglian herself, burst into laughter again, Xiaomei, who had just been attacked by Xu Qinglian at the door, held a grudge. At this time, she added: "I don't think there is any magic resistance, or physical resistance. Damei was* in 2007

*It’s exactly eight years of the war of resistance. According to the doctor’s performance and power, Damei has been stabbed millions of times in these eight years..."

The laughter was endless, and the lion was out of breath: "It's just a callus. No, I have to touch it."

Seeing that a forbidden play was about to be performed in the dark night, Xu Qinglian suddenly turned over and sat up. The lion took advantage of it and was dissatisfied: "It's not like...what are you doing?"

Xu Qinglian snorted: "I can't do it anymore, I'm burning with desire."

After saying that, Xu Qinglian stood up: "Which one of you is coming with me?"

Kang Si, who had been laughing silently, asked unexpectedly: "What are you going to do? Go to the toilet?"

Xu Qinglian said in a high-spirited voice: "How can I bear the beauty across the wall? Go away and rape him!"

Wang Ai had a good night's sleep, but he didn't know that the women next door had tacitly made pink jokes for half the night in order to officially welcome the arrival of the five-person group, and they continued until the women were sleepy before they fell asleep.

But after dawn, Kangsi woke up and found that the lion had crossed over her and hugged the tiger at some point, and the two ponies on the sofa were also entangled in a very comfortable way. Kangsi sat on the bedside and stared at this scene.

After a while, he opened the mobile chat group.


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