Chapter 87 It's your lucky day
Maple Hotel
was a very poetic name. The owner of the hotel was said to have named it in memory of his late wife. He once made vows with his wife under a maple tree.
It was a romantic and sad story.
Lying on the hotel bed, Queenie peeled off her coat, revealing her amazing body…
"John..."
Queenie's eyes were blurred, and she whispered John's name.
John was startled. Before he could use the filiform needle to transfer his Vital energy to Queenie, Queenie was coming at him.
It was too late to use the filiform needle. John was going to transfer Vital energy directly to Queenie, so he quickly grabbed her shoulder with both hands.
When the Vital energy rushed into her body,
Queenie sniffed and fell asleep.
…
John went out to buy Queenie a shirt. When he came back, Queenie was awake, clutching the sheets and huddling by the bed, looking pitiful.

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