Chapter 1523: Being Oppressed by a Ghost

Thinking of Yin Zhihan, Lu Ning's eyes were red, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes. She covered herself with the quilt, buried her little head in the pillow, and cried softly.

When he comes back, she will definitely let him teach that man a lesson, hmph!

Crying secretly in such a quiet night has almost become a required course for her every night.

"honey, I miss you so much…"

Lu Ning fell asleep while crying.

…

Lu Ning had another long dream, and it was...a spring dream.

Drowsily, she felt someone pressing on her, a strong hand pressing her shoulder and pushing her into the big bed, and then a hand reached into her clothes.

Lu Ning felt hot all over. She licked her red lips with her small tongue and whispered softly, "Husband, husband..."

"Fuck, hmm? Tell me, who fucked whom?" The man lifted up her skirt and spread her legs.

Lu Ning wrapped her two thin legs tightly around the man's muscular waist. She said in a confused and charming voice, "Hubby, you **** me!"

A man stands up...

Lu Ning screamed.

…

The next morning.

Lu Ning got off the bed and hurried into the shower room.

She took off her vagina, and it was wet. She couldn't tell whether it was something she felt or something left by a man. Her face felt hot and her heart was beating fast.

Last night she seemed to have been... by a man again.

What happened to her? Why did she have such a dream again, and it became more real every time.

Lu Ning ran out of the room and ran into the study. The alarm in this villa was the most advanced. Not even a fly could escape. Moreover, there were cameras in every corner. She wanted to check the surveillance footage.

But the scene was peaceful and there was no one except her.

The bed was also neat and tidy, and it didn’t look like she had been having an orgy.

Lu Ning covered her little face with her two little hands. She felt like she was being suppressed by a ghost. Was she under too much pressure recently?

Forget it, Lu Ning returned to the shower room to wash up. Today she was going to see Ling'er and her baby.

…

Zhou family.

Lu Ning was lying next to the crib, with a fragrant and soft little body wrapped in a goose-yellow blanket. He was the son of Zhou Pingan and Yin Ling'er, nicknamed Xiaopangdun.

"Ling'er, your little chubby little one is so beautiful. He has completely inherited the advantages of you and Ping An. Look at his white skin, long eyelashes, and delicate facial features. When put together, he looks like something out of a comic book. My heart melted when I saw it.”

Yin Ling'er wore a pink cotton housecoat. Because she was born one month prematurely, Zhou Ping'an let her sit for three months in confinement, fearing that she would suffer from something. Yin Ling had just become a mother. The child also has an indescribable softness.

"Ah Ning," Yin Ling'er held Lu Ning's little hand, "Believe me, you will also give birth to such a beautiful baby in the future."

"That's right, the child I give birth to must also inherit all the advantages of Zhihan and me. Oh, if that means I have to give birth soon, I will be able to have little Fatty as a companion, two brothers or two brothers and sisters together. Grow up, just like when we were kids," Lu Ning said happily.

Lu Ning was happy, and the sadness in Yin Ling'er's eyes almost overflowed, "A Ning, don't be like this. The more you act like this, the more uncomfortable I feel. I know that your brother's matter has hit you hard."

"Ling'er," Lu Ning looked at Yin Ling'er, "Do you also believe that your brother is dead?"

"A Ning, everyone is worried about you now. I know you need time to accept your brother's affairs, but..."