The male god in the quick transmigration story is super fierce.

Chapter 137 The Sick Doctor Lives Next Door (20)

It's kind of scary.

Wen Yao went back in Wen Jin's car.

His car was still parked at the door and he didn't dare to make a sound.

The old man's aura is really amazing.

Several teenagers next to him also drove back in their own cars.

It's not far from here.

Wen Yao sent a message to Longxi, asking him to drive his car back.

Longxi has a spare key.

Before I clicked to send, a man suddenly came over me.

Phones are frightened.

Wen Yao's big eyes were dark, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

His eyes met Wen Jin's.

"What...what's the matter..."

What a shame to stutter!
The man's hoarse voice revealed an abnormal feeling.

Dull and clear, it rang in her ears, and the breath was floating on her fair little face.

"like me?"

Suddenly, I felt a little stuffy in the small car.

Before he could say anything, he felt his little face flushed with blush, and even the roots of his ears were hot.

The thick eyelashes fluttered non-stop, and the eyes shifted silently.

She pursed her lips slightly, not daring to make a sound.

There seemed to be something hidden in the man's eyes.

With a bit of vigor.

It was so cold, like an abyss, and she had to be pulled into it at this moment.

With a bloodthirsty sneer, her slender fingers slowly approached her skin as delicate and fair as goat's milk curd.

His fingers pinched her face mercilessly.

It hurts to pinch her, and her lips are pursed.

Wen Yao breathed shallowly, frowning, forced to look at the man.

His eyes were as black as obsidian, bottomless, but it felt like a hallucination that his eyes were full of burning red.

Withdrawing the usual joke, he replied in a low voice: "I like it."

The voice is calm, and the voice is a little weak.

The man seemed to have heard a satisfactory answer, and the coldness on his face gradually faded away, but he looked even more dangerous.

Xu Xingguang's eyes flickered faintly, and he said darkly, "Can I bite you?"

With great interest, he asked questions that made him happy.

The tone is full of anticipation.

The implied meaning cannot be denied.

But before the girl nodded, the man lowered his eyes and bit the girl's long and fair neck fiercely.

With a hint of cruelty and madness.

Until he felt the sweetness between his lips and teeth, the blood in his body boiled even more.

The whole person seemed to be aroused.

Indulge in this taste.

Wen Yao lowered her long eyelashes, her nose gradually trembled, and she let out a painful moan.

The man's movements were only a little lighter.

He looked up at the girl's small face.

The moonlight casts the night.

You could see tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Eyelashes are wet.

The man smiled gracefully, his thin lips were stained scarlet with blood, his expression was crazy, and he gently sniffed the scent that fascinated him.

He suddenly smiled again.

Rubbing the corners of her eyes with her fingers rudely, she murmured: "Don't blame me, it's you who pestered me, I can't refuse."

For the first time, Wen Yao knew that the simple words in his heart were so terrifying and ferocious.

She knew it the first time.

This man is sick.

He's a doctor, but he can't heal himself.

His taciturnity is just his shell.

The madness and evil in his heart seemed to be tightly locked by himself.

The subject of her mission, but... did interest her in this way.

But this consequence seems too great.

Feeling the tingling pain in his neck, he touched it lightly with his fingers.

His fair fingers were suddenly stained with a deep red.

Like a large rose in full bloom, it is coquettish and bright.

The man looked at her fingertips and leaned over slightly.

(End of this chapter)