Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2595 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (120)

  She still seems to be struggling with reason.

  Char is not panicking at all, time is still long.

  So he stared at her back, and licked the back of his hand from time to time.

   This cat-like movement is his movement to appease the dragon's sexual side.

   Otherwise, the tail will come out.

   His eyes were glued to her, and he licked his hand.

  I hope she quenches her thirst.

  Bai Weiwei finally couldn't take it anymore, she staggered a few steps, turned around with a blushing face.

   Xia Ya saw that her eyes were in a daze, as if she had lost all reason.

  He immediately put on a look that makes people do whatever they want, and even lifted his clothes up, revealing a beautiful and muscular abdomen.

   Then he saw Bai Weiwei walking towards him step by step.

  Char's eyes became frenzied with surprise.

   Then he looked at her, and walked up to him, past him, across the bed.

  Char: "???"

   Then he turned his head and saw that Bai Weiwei was searching for something.

   This room is full of things.

  There is always something she likes, but he thought she would be shy and dare not choose.

  Shaar is not afraid at all, his physical condition is fine even if he scratches his flesh with a knife.

  I heard that some nobles are good at playing, and they can play with suffocation and everything.

  He touched his neck, it's all right, let's strangle it.

   As a result, Bai Weiwei searched for a pair of scissors. She looked at him for a long time in confusion, and then looked back at him.

  Finally she nodded in agreement and smiled, "Shaar, I won't let you die, I'm here to save you."

  Char looked at the scissors in her hand.

   What are scissors used for?

   I have never heard of what can be done with scissors.

  In the end, Bai Weiwei struggled to climb onto the bed, and she pressed the pillow against his face, "Cover your mouth, don't bite your tongue, we won't die if we cut off the source of the self-explosion."

  Char: "..."

  Bai Weiwei: "It hurts a little, you bear with it, it's a good deal to exchange a life for a moment of pain."

   After finishing speaking, she picked up the scissors, with a beautiful and pure smile on her face, and was about to go down...

  Shaar sprang up like his **** was on fire, he straightened his clothes, his face flushed with embarrassment.

   "I found out that the medicine is back, and I'm fine."

  Bai Weiwei looked innocent, "Are you sure."

  Char looked at the scissors in her hand with a look of despair, "Sure."

  Bai Weiwei showed a cute smile, "That's good."

   Xia Ya was afraid that she was going to cut it, so he could only turn around and leave with a calm face, "Then I'll take a bath and wash off the medicine."

   After speaking, he reached out to open the door, but he couldn't open it.

  He forced the door open abruptly.

   He didn't come back to himself until he took a shower and suppressed the medicine.

  Bai Weiwei couldn't have frightened him so much because she discovered his bad intentions.

  Char wore home clothes and returned to that room with a gloomy face.

  He thought she was gone.

  But saw Bai Weiwei lying on the bed, already asleep.

  The drug torture is still uncomfortable, but the amount he takes is what normal people can bear.

   At most, it made her unconscious and her self-control was weak.

  She may have resisted hard, so she was tired.

  Char looked at her sleeping face for a while, but felt embarrassed when he wanted to make a move.

  He finally sighed and dragged her over the quilt to wrap her tightly, then left the broken room with his arms in his arms.

   I don’t know how long it will take before I have a chance to come in.

  Put Bai Weiwei carefully into the soft quilt, lying on the side of the bed, squinting and staring at her quietly.

  Delicate girls are the beauty of flowers when they are most delicate.

  She is extremely beautiful, her face is as clean as snowflakes on a mountain top, with a thin layer of red, and her slender fingers unconsciously stick out of the quilt, curled up naturally.

  (end of this chapter)