"This idiot is drunk."
Bronya turned away and didn’t respond to Kiana’s words.
"You two should rest quickly."
"Okay."
Kiana laughed drunkenly and hugged Qin Chuan’s neck, "Qin Chuan, I want a kiss."
"Okay, okay."
Qin Chuan lowered his head and kissed her gently.
Hold Kiana upstairs to sleep.
Bronya leaned on the sofa, yawned, and played games for a while.
The noise from upstairs made her lose interest in playing games.
"Kiana doesn’t know how to restrain herself."
Don’t you know there are still a lot of people living in this house?
Bronya blushed and returned to her room.
But her room was next to Kiana’s room, so the sound was more obvious.
Those unbearable vulgar words can’t be solved by earplugs.
I really want to go out for a race…
"Damn it, are you going to let me sleep?!"
The Herrscher of the Void roared, and Kiana was quiet for a while, and then returned to her original state.
"Stupid Kiana!!!!"
Bronya came to the door with the Hom doll and knocked hard, "Stop making noise, we are all sleeping!"
In fact, the only people who couldn’t sleep were Bronya and the Herrscher of the Void.
One was not drunk, and the other was not drunk.
As for the other two, they were already fast asleep.
"B, Bronya, no, don’t be angry… I really, ah——"
Bronya left the house with a dark face, ready to go out for a race. Upstairs, the Herrscher of the Void opened the window, "With me alone, there is no way to sleep."
The two went out for a race, and then went to the Internet cafe to play games all night before coming back.
When they came back in the morning, they yawned all the time. Wuliangta Jizi and Theresa looked at them and asked curiously: "Did you not sleep last night?"
"Kiana last night…"
She explained the situation in a low voice.
Theresa blushed and said incoherently: "That girl, how could she…’…."
I didn’t expect that I didn’t notice that Kiana was so wild?
Murata Himeko whistled, "This kid has grown up."
"Himeko! Don’t make such a joke! Kiana is such a jerk. How could… the sound insulation of the house should be very good."
"Is there a possibility that Kiana’s voice is too loud?"
Bronya said faintly, "That girl doesn’t know how to restrain herself at all."
"I hope she won’t abuse her power."
The Herrscher of the Void sighed.
"What do you mean… abuse of power?"
The three looked at her.
"What if she teleports randomly while doing something…"
The three shuddered. This kind of thing is not impossible!
"Have you seen something you shouldn’t have seen recently?" Bronya looked at the Herrscher of the Void.
"No, don’t talk nonsense."
The Herrscher of the Void immediately changed the subject, "I’m going to sleep, don’t bother me."
Murata Himeko and Theresa looked at each other and turned their faces away.
"I’m going to adapt to my new body and power."
"I’m going to order some clothes, too."
"I’m going to sleep."
The three of them left separately. When Bronya passed by Kiana’s room, she found that the door was closed. It was probably because the two of them came out after the incident last night.
Pushing the door open gently, Qin Chuan was putting on his coat and saw Bronya, "Sorry, I disturbed you last night."
"No, nothing."
Bronya looked at the messy room a little unnaturally, with an eye mask on the bedside table.
It looks like she had a lot of fun last night.
Kiana was curled up in the quilt, with messy white hair and a peaceful sleep.
Talking in her sleep, "Qinchuan, I can’t eat anymore, no more, go find Bronya…"
Hearing this, Bronya’s face turned black. What do you mean by find me?
What did you eat?
"Haha, don’t care about these, Kiana just likes to talk nonsense."
"I know, I’m going to bed first. I didn’t sleep well last night."
Bronya left as if she was escaping.
As if Qinchuan was some kind of monster. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
"No, my clothes are all right."
Looking down, yes, my clothes are all right.
Is she afraid that I will do something to her?
He touched his chin and thought, well, that should be the case. It seems that his reputation is still not very good.
Okay, it’s okay anyway, just harass Rita.
Took out his mobile phone, found Theresa, took a photo, and sent it to Rita.
[Qinchuan: Picture]
[Rita:? ]
[Rita: Qinchuan? Is this… Theresa? ]
Rita, who was on the spaceship preparing to return to the headquarters of the destiny, typed this line of words tremblingly.
[Qinchuan: That’s right, sodayo! ]
Rita’s eyes went dark, no!
Why did my Theresa become an adult? !
This is not true! No!
In Rita’s opinion, little Theresa was the cutest state, but now she has become like this. []
Although she is still very beautiful and cute now.
But compared to little Theresa, it’s still not enough!
[Rita: Only little Theresa is the cutest! No, the cutest in the world! ]
[Qin Chuan: Really? Isn’t Yulandel cute when she grows up? ]
[Rita: Yulandel is also cute, but please know that Theresa isPeople are cute when they are small, but becoming an adult is superfluous! ]
Rita didn’t know how Theresa became an adult, but she knew that it was definitely related to Qin Chuan.
That guy is a big thunder lover.
When he is with me, most of the time, his eyes will fall on my chest, then my face and legs, and finally my waist.
[Rita: Mr. Qin Chuan, please don’t use your hobbies to change Ms. Theresa! ]
[Qin Chuan: You can’t say that, not everyone likes that look, just like (Wang Li) Theresa really wants to grow up. ]
[Qin Chuan: Rita, you are a full man who doesn’t know the hunger of a hungry man. You have a good figure, so you don’t allow Theresa to have a good figure? ]
Rita was silent for a while. She knew this truth, but… Ms. Theresa, who has become an adult, is really not as cute as before! ]
[Qin Chuan: Theresa will grow up to this point sooner or later, it’s just a matter of time. 】
No!
Madam Theresa’s growth, at least we have to wait until ten years after my death? !
Rita cried out in her heart and sighed. No matter what, it was an indisputable fact that Lady Theresa had grown up. If that was the case…
".Alvette, turn around immediately and go to the Far East Branch."
"Ah? Lady Rita, do you really want to do this?"
"That’s right!"
Madam Theresa probably doesn’t have a good dress yet. At least let her design this dress herself! .
