Rebirth of the first proud concubine

Chapter 1359 Nightmare
Even if Ye Buyan won't kill Shen Zhihan in the future, she will definitely kill Ye Buyan!

for sure!
Ye Buyan didn't intend to humiliate Dongfang Lan today, whoever asked her to come to court for death, if she didn't get some interest back, it would be cowardly and useless.

Three days later, I arrived at a small town [-] miles away from Cangcheng. It only takes half a day to reach Cangcheng. As it was getting dark, I found a small inn for the night.

Dongfang Lan thought that tomorrow would be the day she turned around, so she fell asleep early with anticipation.

At night, she had another night of nightmares, dreaming that countless ants crawled onto her face, itching unbearably, she kept scratching and scratching, her face was covered in blood, and her flesh was rotten from scratching , there is no good meat in one place, only the two eyes are still good.

That's not all, she dreamed that she dug out her own heart, it was a black heart, she was so frightened that she threw away her heart, but even so, she didn't die or wake up.

The nightmare is still there.

She dreamed that she was holding a sharp knife, cut off her own flesh again and again, and then fed it to the dogs, but she still didn't die, and the dream continued.

This time, it is no longer torturing myself like this, nor is it intact, but extremely beautiful, with an overwhelming beauty, but she is only wearing a thin gauze with nothing underneath, and her body can be seen at a glance. Look at it clearly, it is equivalent to not wearing it.

She was ashamed of this, but she still couldn't help appearing on the stage of the brothel, dancing with sex, and then seduced one after another to sleep on the bed...

Compared with the nightmare of being forced to rush all night before, her active seduction made her feel even more terrifying.

Dongfang Lan knew that she was dreaming, but she couldn't wake up from the dead. She was sleeping in reality, so she could only shed two lines of tears of grief and indignation.

At daybreak, the two little furballs left Dongfang Lan's room in a dusty state with their soft hair drooping, as tired as wilted flowers.

Creating nightmares for people, or a night of nightmares, is exhausting.

Not a while after the two furballs left, Dongfang Lan, who was trapped in a nightmare, was almost having sex with a huge ugly, smelly, and huge man. She woke up suddenly, her eyes widened, and she looked at the top of the bed wheezingly. .

After watching for a while, she stretched out her hand and pinched her face. The pain made her finally wake up. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally woke up."

A night of nightmares, all kinds of strange things, and in the end, it was so shameful that I wished I could kill myself with a piece of tofu.

Dongfang Lan got up, but found that her panties were wet, as if she had pissed her trousers. This made her stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help but think of the extremely comfortable feeling she got in her dream. She immediately understood what it was, and couldn't help but blush. He slapped his face, and wanted to find a piece of tofu to crash him to death in shame and anger.

She didn't have time to think about it, so she hurriedly took a shower, got dressed, and went straight to the dressing table. Just as she was about to do her makeup, she looked up...

"what!"

Dongfang Lan screamed and passed out.

And Ye Buyan, who was in the corner of her room, was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, letting Shen Zhihan comb her hair. Hearing this scream, his eyes were smiling: "It's so beautiful."

I really want to see what Dongfang Lan's face will look like at this time. After all, it is her masterpiece, so I have to appreciate it carefully.

Shen Zhihan fixed her hair, picked out a lotus hairpin and put it on for her, "Aren't Yan'er afraid of offending her?"

(End of this chapter)