Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2559 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (83)

   If this goes on, the branch tasks will not increase again, because of the purpose of the branch.

   It is to make Shaar wake up, there is no future in being a substitute, you can't be a substitute.

   This rush to be a stand-in, doesn't it make her unable to complete the task?

  Bai Weiwei was paralyzed on the chair with a look of despair.

  The young man's delicate kisses fell gently to the edge of her hair, little by little, like raindrops.

  The effect of the medicine on her body is a little less, and she can move her fingers.

  Because it was annoying, watching Xia Mozi was even more annoying.

  She reached out and patted his face weakly and firmly.

   "Go away."

  Char's thick skinned, she slapped so weakly.

   It didn't matter to him at all.

  However, her resistance still made him lower his eyes in silence, and the dark storm in his eyes finally turned into a ferocious evil.

  His fingers hooked the ribbon, clasped her wrist, and licked the inside of her wrist pitifully and ambiguously.

  Smooth and tender skin, like pudding.

  Bai Weiwei wanted to break free, but found that the ribbon had been wound up one by one.

   "It doesn't matter if you don't like me, anyway, you won't see anyone in the future, and you can only go out because you like me."

  Bai Weiwei's mouth twitched.

  The feeling deepens with time.

  The higher the blackening value of mosquitoes in summer.

  Looking at the stand-in horizontal bar, only sixty years old, Xia Mosquito has already turned so dark that it can't be more abnormal.

  If the horizontal bar rises to one hundred.

  That blackness is unimaginable.

   After Shaar wrapped her weak and fragile hands, she looked up and looked around.

  Beautiful crystal candlestick lamp, on a long meeting table.

   Decorative roses are in full bloom.

  He tugged at his cumbersome and gorgeous collar, smiling very cutely.

   "The environment here is good. When I was coming of age, after the castle was built, I deliberately chose this place as the conference hall."

  Bai Weiwei looked at him strangely.

   Then he looked at his entangled hands strangely.

  Look at the pervert at the end and snap his fingers.

   Everything on the table disappears.

  Long table, gorgeous and smooth desktop.

  Only a table of broken rose petals, under the effect of magic, scattered into irregular tapestry.

  Char smiled happily, picked her up with a dazed face, and put her on the table.

   Then he whispered in her ear, whispering.

"Did you enjoy your stay?"

  Bai Weiwei widened her eyes and finally realized something.

  But the young man on his body said casually, "You probably don't like it, because you don't like everything about me."

  Because it is a stand-in.

  So in the beginning, her likes were all for the Lord.

   A stand-in cannot get love.

  No matter how humble the love is, all she gets is her pity.

   This is only available when she is in a good mood.

  But now he can't even get a trace of pity from her. She is so soft-hearted, but she is so cruel to him.

  Shaar felt that he was really going crazy.

  Because of the affectionate and beautiful treatment I received, in that simple and dark little room.

  He got the warm affection he had never had before speaking out.

   But it was taken back immediately.

   It's so unfair.

   So what is she resenting? He's the one... the one to resent.

   Once the poisonous snake gets too much, it will be taken back one day.

  Viper won't appreciate you giving him good memories.

  It will only resent the person who took it back, because the poisonous snake is such a ungrateful, greedy and terrible creature.

  Shaar looked into the girl's panicked eyes, he stretched out his fingers, and gently covered her eyes.

   "When did you like me? Weiwei."

  (end of this chapter)