Quick Wear: Crazy beauties always plot against me

Song Ci smiled wryly, maybe she didn't recognize it that clearly, she claimed to be rational but she was still emotional and impulsive, she knew she would leave and stay away from him but she was still moved.

The corners of her lips curled into a mocking arc, but she couldn't feel the softness in the eyes looking at Yun An.

He is special after all...

Suddenly remembering that little guy who was always chasing after her and calling her sister suddenly turned into the tall and handsome man in front of her, she felt mixed feelings.

Especially when she heard Yun An calling her sister over and over again, she felt weird and ashamed.

Yun An has been a little addicted since he kissed Song Ci just now, maybe he didn't know about this in his heart, but he just wanted to get her very stubbornly.

He would be afraid that Song Ci would leave, would be jealous of her being close to Fu Wenzhuo, and would be annoyed that she was equally good to everyone.

He just wants to possess her alone, Song Ci is his own, no one can touch her!

Yun An prayed for Song Ci's waist, "Sister, please."

Song Ci didn't realize what he was talking about at all, and was pressed on the bed by the big dog in front of him, biting her neck like a cat, it was not heavy, but it gave her a feeling of tingling electricity.

Both uncomfortable and not uncomfortable.

Yun An's body was hot, and so were his lips, while Song Ci's body was slightly cool, and he refused to let go of his embrace.

"How did you become like this?" Song Ci's voice was a little hoarse, looking at him with misty eyes.

Yun An's eyes sank, and instantly returned to their original color, and buried her neck and shoulders and whispered: "Injection."

"They injected me with a potion." To restore me to my original self.

The covered eyes revealed invisible emotions, and the complex flashed across the eyes.

Those people he knew...

It's the guys from the lab.

But he didn't intend to tell Song Ci that knowing this would not do her any good and might put her in a dangerous situation.

"Sister, I'm so tired, let's go to sleep." Yun An acted like a baby to Song Ci.

He is already beautiful, although his appearance is very different from when he was a child, but he is unrivaled and exquisite. His voice is very sweet, which makes people irresistible.

After Song Ci fell asleep, Yun An slowly opened his eyes, those eyes were extremely dark like a wolf emitting a faint light.

The man in the sweater with the umbrella was standing by their bed.

"roll."

Yun An's face was very cold, and his thin lips moved and he uttered a cold word.With a wave of his hand, the man in the black sweater in front of him turned into star powder and dissipated in the air before he could make a move.

Fu Wenzhuo found Song Ci's itinerary information from the leading policewoman, quietly bought a ticket and followed.

……

When Song Ci woke up the next day, there was no sign of Yun An beside the bed.

He reached out his hand to check the temperature in the bed next to him, it was cold, it seemed that he left very early.

Song Ci was inexplicably lost in his heart, and just for a moment, he immediately got out of bed to prepare things. Inside the suitcase was the wedding dress that Qian Luo had prepared for Junjun long ago.

She went there with a high-end gift box. She didn't know why the sky suddenly darkened when she left the house. It wasn't the darkness of a cloudy and rainy day, but rather dark and depressing. There was a gust of wind blowing in the air from time to time.

The smoke and dust on the ground was blown up, white mist appeared and the smog was hazy for a moment, and the sky was full of yellow paper floating in the air.

She was standing in the middle of this wide road, and even the surrounding scenery and buildings were all blurred.

Hearing a loud suona not far away, the wind blew even harder. Yellow paper all over the sky brushed her cheeks, and she raised her sleeves to try to cover her. The hem of the skirt fluttered, revealing that slender, white and tender leg.

A little thought flashed in Song Ci's eyes.

The voice seemed to be right next to her ears. She put down her sleeves and tried to open her eyes, and the sedan chair with various patterns appeared in front of her.

The little ghosts below were carrying the sedan chair.

Song Ci immediately changed his face and pretended to be terrified, "Ghost, ghost... ghost!"

She turned to run, but in an instant the ghost in front pinned her wrist, a dark light flashed in Song Ci's eyes, she had pretended to break away by mistake, but suddenly changed her focus, appearing flustered and weak.

The girl was wearing a white dress, which looked as clean and pure as a jasmine flower in this gloomy weather and a place full of ghosts.

She faltered, her voice could be heard trembling, "You, who are you!"

"Don't come here, let me go!"

The girl was about to cry.

Yellow paper was flying all over the sky, and the ghost beat the gong and sent Song Ci to the sedan chair.

"You moved our wife's invitation, so come with us."

After the man finished speaking, he pushed Song Ci forward, and she fell into it without paying attention, and was instantly choked by the smell of rotting corpses in the dumplings, causing tears to overflow from the corners of her eyes.

Seeing the blood-stained stump inside, her face paled with fright, and she immediately closed her eyes and leaned against a corner of the sedan chair.

"What is this place."

"Back to the Flower Hall."

The voice of speaking came from in front of him, Song Ci immediately opened his eyes, only to see that bloody, unrecognizable corpse in a Chinese robe stood up!
she……

The girl almost choked in a panic.

The world is coming to an end probably tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.