"Forever and ever!"

He was suddenly amused by the naughty Yan Zhengling.

"Husband." Yan Zhengling called him shyly with a red face.

"Wife." He responded to her.

But what about the end?

Because they accidentally broke into the basement and overheard the secret, they paid a heavy price.

Battle City made him selectively forget that story.

Zheng Ling lost his life because of this.

Fortunately, God took pity on him and allowed Zheng Ling to come back to life.

But his luck ran out.

This time, Zheng Ling did not come back to him.

...

"Zheng Ling, where are you?"

"I really miss you."

"You clearly said you would never leave me, but you left me again and again. How could you be so unbehaved?"

He picked up Zhan Hanjue, pressed his chest, and spit out a mouthful of water from Zhan Hanjue's mouth.

Jue Zhan coughed a few times and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Jincao's anxious expression, Jue Zhan said, "I'm making you worry."

Jincao looked at one or two crabapple flowers not far away and said, "President, look, winter is almost over and spring is coming."

Zhan Hanjue's body slowly sank.

When Jincao noticed something unusual about Zhan Hanjue, he jumped over the hurdles on the track and ran over.

"President."

Luo Shihan was sitting next to the mirror, her face wrapped in layers of bandages. She was very nervous at the moment, holding Peter's hand tightly with one hand. She was shaking even when she spoke.

"Peter, let me tell you, if I open the bandage and don't see the face I want, you, the world's gold medal plastic surgeon, should close your shop. I will never let you swindle in the world and bring harm to the people!"

Peter said on the side until his mouth went dry, "Luo Shihan, you are a coward, you are a coward. You just don't dare to open the bandage and look at your face. I swear to you, your face has been completely transformed.

It looks exactly like the photo. Why don’t you believe me?”

Zhan Hanjue followed his gaze and sighed for some reason: "But she hasn't come back yet."

h country.

In Peter's private plastic surgery hospital.

"I, Peter, swear on my character..."

"No, no, no, your character has never been that good. Let's swear in another way. You swear on your eighteenth generation of ancestors... If you deceive me, I will curse your eighteenth generation of ancestors for eating instant noodles."

Seasoning packets, drinking Mengniu pure milk without a straw, and..."

Peter was tortured by Luo Shihan until he almost collapsed, and roared, "Luo Shihan, isn't it just a bandage removal?"

"Peter, do I want you to swear?"

"I swear."

"Swear on your character..."

Luo Shihan swallowed her saliva, "I'm just nervous, I feel Alexander, I need some strength..."

Before she finished speaking, Peter started to remove her bandages.


Chapter completed!