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1739. Chapter 1739 Prince of England style

Ximen Longting frowned coldly: "You want me to show you?"

"..."

He typed the last letter, pressed the save button, and shut down the phone.

A tall black shadow enveloped the sofa. Jing Jiaren had a bad premonition, so he cracked his knuckles...

"My back is full of injuries, please don't mess around." Jing Jiaren's voice froze for a moment, and suddenly her body was being held down, and her armpits and waist felt itchy.

She couldn't help curling up and shaking ticklishly.

"No more, let go!"

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened, and [Jing Jiaren] was also afraid of itches, especially the soles of her feet.

Although there are many people who are ticklish——

Pressing her heavily with his body, he bent one of her legs and pressed it on his chest. He took a quill and kept scratching the soles of her feet.

Jing Jiaren was angry and laughing, her whole body trembling: "This is your emotional massage... stop it quickly."

"Tell me the three love words I once said to you." He threatened.

She was stunned: "I really don't know..."

"..."

"It's so itchy, please don't..."

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Temple in the mountains.

The stunning red sports car stopped in front of the temple, and a handsome young man jumped out wearing sunglasses. He had small arms and legs, but his limbs were slender. He looked tall in the future.

Wearing a small military green suit and black riding boots, he looks majestic and full of British prince style.

The next person who got out of the car was a beautiful and charming woman, also wearing sunglasses from the same series.

"You idiot, I asked you to take me to the queen. What are we doing here? (╯^╰)"

"Shh, this temple is said to be very efficacious."

"..."

"Let's ask Master where she is so we can find her!"

SUN's forehead almost shook with three black lines: "If you continue to be so stupid, I will call you a fool from now on."

"Hurry up, it's time for my appointment..." Wen Xinnuan hugged SUN in her arms and ran away.

A woman knelt in front of the cushion and asked the master:

"How come some people who are ignorant, stupid, and ignorant can become famous overnight, become rich and handsome, and be rich and handsome! But how come they are smart, smart, gentle, and kind like me—but they still can't get out of the group?"

As she spoke, the woman pointed to the picture on the table.

SUN suddenly jumped to the low Zen table and saw that the photo was actually a postcard of Wen Xinnuan.

The Zen master was lying down, took out a hundred-yuan note, and then took out a one-yuan note.

"you understand?"

The woman suddenly had an epiphany and said: "Master, what you mean is that wealth will eventually dissipate?"

The Zen master said: "No, it depends on your face."

"Master, you mean I need a full face?"

Upon hearing this, SUN looked at the woman's face, then looked at Wen Xinnuan, who was looking for him everywhere, and nodded solemnly.

He also often wondered how this second-rate godmother became so popular.

Just turn on the TV, TV series, commercials, movies, entertainment news... her stupid face is everywhere.

She is indeed warm-hearted and has a good figure and looks.

"Secret godmother, I'm here." SUN sat on the Zen table with her legs crossed.

"Little Sun, please stop running around!" Wen Xinnuan ran over nervously.

The Zen master coughed and said, "Miss, your appointment time has come, next one."

The sad woman left angrily. Wen Xinnuan knelt down and sat down. She saw the postcard on the table and said, "Hey, why is there a photo of me here?"


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