Confiscated and Exiled? the Boss Begs for His Consent Every Night

Shen Qingluan, the military doctor of the apocalypse, passed through with an "infinite port space" loaded with tens of billions of domestic goods. When you open your eyes, it's the beginning of hell: your father is a treacherous traitor, the whole family will be ransacked and exiled an hour later, and Green Tea's stepsister is pushing her into the water? Shen Qingluan made a big backhand: Want to die? Fulfill you! Exile? A bitter cold place? Shen Qingluan sneered and emptied the Hou Mansion with his backhand, not even sparing his scumbag father's private money and stepmother's underwear! The crippled man she picked up casually grabbed her waist in the middle of the night, his eyes dim and unclear, his voice hoarse: "Luan'er cured my leg, what kind of reward do you want? How about giving me your body?" Shen Qingluan looked at the man's chest gradually approaching in this cramped carriage that could only accommodate two people, and swallowed: "Don't... Don't act recklessly, the horse can't stand it." The man chuckled and rubbed her lips with his fingertips: "The horse can bear it, but you can't."