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

Chapter 3

Just got out of the shower and haven't had time to get dressed yet.

In an instant, someone opened the door and entered.

Nan Qian, who was lying in the bathtub, opened his eyes and felt a chill.

His line of sight fell on the doorway like an ice blade.

Fallen?

He lowered his eyes and looked at himself. Fortunately, there was a lot of foam in the bathtub.

The voice was sweet, looking up innocently at Xiang Mu with her fair face up, "Why did you run out?"

Xiang Mu looked at the girl in front of her, sitting inside, showing her fair shoulders, her short hair stuck to her face and neck in a mess.

Seems a little better than before.

What smells in the air, so sweet.

Hearing her words, another chill came out.

really.

If he escapes, she can't explain it?

Ah.

At this moment, his wrist was still tingling from the pain of breaking free from the iron chain, he gave a low laugh, turned around and strode out.

On the white marble floor of the bathroom, there were drops of blue blood, leading to the door.

Looking up at his angry and violent back, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and his lips were stained with drops of water, making his lips the color of cherry blossoms.

The fair little face was also flushed red by the chaotic breath in the air.

The neat teeth bit her lower lip lightly, and the water drops suddenly flowed down.

Tsk, it's really fierce.

Put on your clothes and go out, your long hair is still dripping.

Xiang Mu was standing at the side of the door, standing straight, with a cold face, like a guard.

He didn't leave.

His eyes were still rich scarlet, very quiet.

When Nan Qian came out, there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and his fingers hooked the little finger of his right hand directly from behind.

The soft touch is like electricity, and the numbness is all over Luo Mu's body.

Zhuo Mu lowered his eyes, looked sideways at Nan Qian, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

Nan Qian blinked her eyes, her dense eyelashes flicked slightly, as if glistening with drops of water.

The small face is also glowing with a light cherry blossom red, and the lips are even more seductive.

"Falling herd?"

Xiang Mu felt the soft touch between his fingers.

He directly hid back, his eyes were extremely dark.

The red pupils were even more bloody.

Keeping a certain distance from her, looking at the girl's sweet little face, his eyes became colder.

The voice was still hoarse, like rusty iron rubbing against each other.

"You lied to me!"

Nanqian's eyes widened, and her beautiful eyes were filled with displeasure.

"Since when did I lie to you?"

Cuties don't lie!

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Xiang Mu's mouth.

Sullen don't know how to express.

She was the first person he met on this island who treated him well.

there's no more.

Stubbornly standing still, the blood on his arm, also because of the force, has penetrated the bandage just now.

Slowly drip down the air.

His lips were pursed tightly, a little pale.

Nan Qian looked at the handsome young man's arrogant appearance, and didn't know what to think.

Nan Qian slowly held his fingers towards him again, his fingers were very white and slender.

There is not a trace of roughness on the hands, like a batch of silky satin, with a cold temperature, like cool jade, very comfortable.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

The second step in attacking the male god is to pamper him.

Xiang Mu's fingers trembled slightly, and his lips loosened slightly.

The girl was as tall as his chin, and she was so small, she was like a little cat at this moment, begging for mercy and forgiveness.

Nan Jing's words flashed through his mind.

Maybe she... didn't mean it, if he didn't take those chemicals, she would have a hard time...

Thinking about it this way, it would be better for him to be injured...

(End of this chapter)