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Chapter 963: Ushering in the Night in the Little Queen's Cabin (Part 1)(2/2)

"Lolicon..."

(╬°Д°)╯┬─┬! Hey! Gourd! You can eat randomly but don’t talk nonsense!

When Fangran was keenly aware that this guy was secretly talking nonsense again, Ling, who was almost full, tugged on his sleeve and raised her innocent light golden eyes.

"Fangran, do these sisters also live here? With you, Fangran?"

He stared at Tang Bing fiercely, thinking that he would slap her once when he found an opportunity. When he heard Ling's childish and clear question,

Fangran quickly changed his friendly expression, and answered her question with a slightly embarrassed smile:

"Ah, for some special reasons, they all live here, just downstairs."

"Eh...it's another special reason..."

Ming Ling took a bite of food and repeated it very unhappily.

Fangran, who was looking at him, had a cold sweat on his forehead for some reason. He quickly added the emphasis of seriousness and explained to Ling:

"Ah, anyway, it's not just me. The handsome or virtuous person next to you who has perfect conditions in all aspects, and the suspicious person next to me who can just ignore whatever he says.

live here."

"Hey, brother, I have something to tell you. Let's go out and talk."

The 'suspicious man' had veins popping up behind him and grabbed his shoulder.

"but..."

Then, when Meng Lang was furious that this guy dared to smear the Queen because she was young and ignorant, and wanted to drag Fang Ran out to fight,

Ling's childish voice was curious, and her young and innocent big eyes held strange doubts:

"Fangran, didn't you say that men under the age of thirty cannot have contact with women?"

The moment Ling asked this question, Fangran, who was about to leave Meng Lang alone, was stunned.

(°?°...)? Hey, have I ever said such a thing...

After Ming Ling said, "What did you say to the little girl who hasn't grown up yet?" and Tang Bing said, "Hey (disgusted)... Senior, you even lied to a child." This kind of unbearable

A direct look of disdain,

Before the events in Europe, before preparations for the national war, before the ward was recovering from injuries, I discovered myself.

Long memories of traveling in a horse-drawn carriage to Italy a century ago.

Then I remembered a time when I took advantage of the fact that Her Majesty the Queen knew nothing about the future, and talked casually out of the last dignity of a single person...
Chapter completed!
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