The Fox of France - Chapter 540: The Negotiations (2)

This is the story of a boy who lived a secluded life in the mountains, tending his farm, rearing his fish, and dreaming his dreams. Eh? Did I suddenly conquer all worlds and become the big boss? Or am I still in a dream?

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“You want to steal my genes then leave?” He grabbed her and tried to force her to hand over the child that was born three years ago.

Shen Li originally thought that traveling to ancient times would be the biggest challenge in her life, but when she saw the marriage decree in front of her, her eyes turned dark, marrying that crazy critic Si Yan? Let’s destroy together!

Rumors of the gift of marriage spread like wildfire, and many people took pleasure in other people’s misfortune. Who didn’t know that the cold-faced general hated the delicate lady the most.

However…

At the palace banquet not long after, everyone saw Si Yan push his young wife into a corner, pampered her head, and coaxed her in a low voice.

“Look at how fast you ran just now, isn’t your leg hurting?”

Shen Li slapped his hand off with red ears and gave him a look.

“I’m ashamed to say, can you be normal, didn’t you see how strange those people looked at me just now?”

After opening her mouth, Shen Li realized that she was more like acting like a baby, and immediately put on a stern face.

“It doesn’t matter, you go to the study to sleep at night.”

After being taught a lesson, Si Yan smiled instead of anger.

“Okay, the bed in the study can just sleep two people.”

Shen Li frowned:?

Seeing her expression, Si Yan gave a “tsk” sound: “Want me to hug you to sleep? It’s really troublesome, but it’s not impossible.”

Everyone: Am I blind or deaf? Is this the decisive and unsmiling Si Yan?

This is probably a story of a wild wolf becoming a loyal dog.

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Standing before you are:

Guardian and patron of darkness,

Disruptors and Reshapers of Order,

creator and persecutor of licking dogs,

The tea master, the goddess of the dark night, the nightmares and gravediggers of the gods,

The true ancestor of blood – Charlotte de Castel.

With madness, with blood, with curse, with destruction.

This is a legend belonging to the blood family…

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