One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Lan Zhirou's pride could hardly be concealed, and she didn't want to conceal it.

After painstakingly designing for so long, she finally got what she wanted. Now she just wants to express her happiness and pride.

She spoke with a slightly bitter tone: "Even if Colonel Qi Bei puts on an inflatable cushion, it will be useless. The falling speed and the height will cause a **** blow even if it hits the cotton. But... There is a little benefit..."

"What's the benefit?" someone asked puzzledly.

"It means you can die with a whole body." Lan Zhirou replied strangely.

She had already blossomed with joy in her heart.

In fact, she still felt a little uncomfortable, because she originally planned to let Nalan Xiner die!

Now it is possible to die with a whole body, what a pity.

Everyone couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Lan Zhirou.

Although the people in their Class A have no good feelings about Nalan Xin'er, even a little bit of hatred and hatred, but at the critical moment of life and death, there is still a little kindness in people's hearts. Hearing Lan Zhirou's gloating rants, I still feel a little unconscious. Comfortable.

This Lan Zhirou is a bit...too wicked, too unworthy, right?

That's a human life anyway, how can I say that.

Song Junhua had a dark face and scolded Lan Zhirou angrily: "Blue Lotus, shut up, you are a dead body! A person like you with a dirty mouth will eventually dig your own grave!"

Lan Zhirou realized that she was a little bit smug, she closed her mouth, her smug eyes, but did not remove the red dots falling in the air; the gloat in her heart did not decrease by half!

After scolding Lan Zhirou, Song Junhua anxiously looked at the little red figure in the air, falling down.

"Xin'er, you must be fine... The Lord God bless you in peace..." Song Junhua prayed sincerely.

She even prayed that the national husband Qi Bei could run faster and could catch up with the falling Xin'er.

Maybe, just like the last time Professor Dongfang caught Xin'er who fell from the rope ladder, this time Qi Bei was able to catch Xin'er safely? !

With this thought, Song Junhua's eyes were filled with tears. She, who never believed in ghosts and gods, kept praying and praying...

In mid-air, Nalan Xiner had already fallen more than half of the distance.

According to the training content they learned in class, if the parachutist cannot open the parachute in the first half of the journey, the possibility of opening the second half of the journey is very small, and even if it is opened, it cannot guarantee a stable landing.

Hope, another point!

Despair, another point!

Even Qi Bei stared weakly at the red figure that was getting closer and closer, the expression in his eyes faded bit by bit...

Blame him, obviously, he came to the warehouse to check the umbrella bag last night, but he should help Xin'er check it again before setting off, it is foolproof!

Qi Bei's eyes were red, and a dampness came out of his eyes.

On the stands, Dongfang Yunhe was still sitting so lightly and calmly.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that his hands, which he is accustomed to laying flat, now have his knuckles tightly clasped and his veins exposed.

Is this man worried? tension? Or is it angry?

From his face, there is no clue of any emotions, only the touch of arrogance that will never change.

His gaze was glued to the small figure in the air, and some strange character seemed to be meditating on his lips.

And the next second, a miracle happened.

Just at a low altitude less than a hundred meters from the ground, the huge umbrella blossoms burst into bloom!

A huge umbrella like a red cloud instantly stabilized the falling Nalan Xiner in the air!

Light! Pretty!