Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2551 The Witch of the Rose Duke (75)

  If it weren't for these things these days, she would have covered her eyes.

   Just relying on her hateful eyes.

  It is possible for him to torture her to death.

  Bai Weiwei only felt that the young man on her body was terrifyingly strong.

  In the darkness, she could only feel his fingers that were so gentle that they wanted to strangle her, touching her neck little by little.

   Fingertips are a little hard.

  Her skin was pressed out, and she couldn't help but cringe and wanted to escape.

  Char's smiling voice sounded softly, "Weiwei, the weather is nice today, shall we go for a stroll?"

  Bai Weiwei: "Let go of me, madman."

  Branch bar prompt: "50% progress."

  In the past three days, she found that the progress of the horizontal bar has actually accelerated.

   So she went out of her way to emphasize it.

   "You are not Char, you big liar."

   As a result, you also saw it.

  The progress bar abruptly advances to fifty.

   Strangely, the favorability has also increased.

  It has risen to eighty.

   Every time the target of the raid is abused, the favorability even increases.

  Bai Weiwei couldn't even understand.

  She always thought that when she started to do branch lines.

  The favorability of the main line should drop.

   As a result, instead of falling, it rose. She could only lament that it was impossible to look at the target of a psychotic attack with normal eyes.

   This caused her to change her strategy.

   Anyway, the favorability still increases after being abused.

   Come to hurt each other.

  The more hurt, the happier.

  In the darkness, the boy seemed to be silent for a while.

   just murmured in a low voice.

"I am…"

  Simple two words, lost the strong protective shell.

   It actually gives people a feeling of fragility.

  Bai Weiwei is about to soften her heart, anyway, she is already in her fifties.

Take a break.

  So she also closed her mouth, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and the flush on her face faded a little.

   looked a little pale and helpless.

  But at last, they didn't have the same aggressiveness as before.

  The soft face is sideways, dark black ribbons are wrapped around the eyes, and under the small bridge of the nose, are the lips that are getting more and more red.

  The little witch who rarely shows weakness, but she doesn't know how terrifying the eyes of the seemingly fragile boy are.

   In Shaar's purple eyes, there was a hint of golden madness, almost greedy and coquettish.

  He suppressed his breathing rhythm and closed his eyes for a while.

   Only then can the sick and crazy greed be suppressed.

  The power fusion is almost digested.

  But the dragon nature possession of the little witch survived.

That does not work.

  She hated him so much.

  He couldn't be gentle with her yet, so he had the patience to coax her.

  Then she will try to escape...or break her leg.

   Make it impossible for her to see again.

   So she can't run away.

   This morbid idea came too suddenly and naturally.

  Char even showed a dangerous smile, and his fingertips slid across her fragile ankle.

   Poor girl doesn't know what's going on yet.

  She pursed her lips, resisting him with her thin stubbornness.

  Shaar's fingers stroked her feet, and finally suppressed the impulse.

  He smiled softly, his tone still cautiously flattering.

   "Weiwei, what do you like to eat, can I have someone prepare it?"

  Bai Weiwei: "Get out, I won't eat anything from you liar."

  She scolded him over and over again.

  It's just a liar, shameless, crazy or something.

   The repetition rate is scary.

   It really doesn't hurt to scold people.

  Even when the voice becomes harsh, the sweetness in the voice becomes more obvious.

  (end of this chapter)