Your Highness Doubi, please take the call: Queen Momoda

Chapter 82
When they got to the door, those homeless people hurried out of the way to give way to the door.

"You wait here—"

After he finished speaking coldly, he hugged Roland and walked towards the full house opposite.

Seeing him go out, the homeless men breathed a sigh of relief. The moment the man went out, the invisible pressure in the room disappeared.

But he told them to stay and wait.

They are waiting!Or wait!
Several people glanced at each other, and at the same time thought of the bloodthirsty eyes of that man just now, they all resolutely chose to wait.

Lu Feifan carried Roland to the door inlaid with pink lace and kicked open the door that was concealed.

He didn't even look at Tilapia lying softly on the sofa, he kicked open the door of a master bedroom, and opened the bed full of roses with one hand.

Putting Roland on top, he frowned and looked at the room surrounded by roses. Roland is allergic to roses. However, he has a more important thing to do at the moment, and is there anything safer than here? that's it.

Besides, in the drowsiness, there should be no allergic reaction...

He kissed Roland's still flushed cheek, walked out, and gently closed the door.

Seeing the Tilapia on the sofa, his face was as cold as a devil from hell.

This woman should actually go to hell.

Not only did she plot against herself, but she also framed Roland in such a nasty way.

What those homeless people heard just now made his heart tremble. If he didn't find Roland, what Roland would face...

He didn't dare to think about it, Lu Feifan took a deep breath, walked up to Luo Feiyan, lifted her collar, and dragged her out the door.

The blood on the arm dripped drop by drop onto Luo Feiyan's face.

Walking to the opposite side, sure enough, those homeless men were still standing there waiting, a cruel smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

He threw the Luo Feiyan into it like trash, his eyes full of disgust.

"Whatever you want...play."

He dropped such a sentence lightly on his ruthless lips, took out all the money from the wallet, and sprinkled it on the sleeping Deluo Feiyan.

Those homeless men looked at Lu Feifan in disbelief, then at the money spread all over the place, and there was a woman,
Moreover, this woman is the one looking for them? ?

All of this was so strange that several people wisely chose not to say anything.

One person picked up the money on the ground, and the other dragged Luo Feiyan to the bedroom inside.

Lu Feifan looked at the nameplate on the rickety door, Dreamland.

He turned and left without a trace of pity on his face, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Luo Feiyan, taste the dream you have brewed yourself, maybe it is a nightmare that you never want to wake up from.

He walked quickly to the room where Roland was staying, pushed open the door, and heard Roland huddled under the quilt, sneezing loudly.

He lifted the sheet that covered her, and Roland's short hair was wet with sweat, sticking to her fair cheeks.

The cheeks don't seem so flushed anymore, but the nose is red, like a red cherry.

"Ah ow-"

Although Roland closed his eyes tightly, he still sneezed one by one.

(End of this chapter)