This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

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Nie Nanfeng frowned, walked to the bed, and pulled Nie Xiaojiu's quilt away from her face. "Xiaojiu, are you uncomfortable?"

Nie Xiaojiu pursed her lips and put the quilt on her face again. The dull voice rang out from the quilt: "No!"

Nie Nanfeng frowned even deeper, and instead of pulling the quilt, he said, "I don't like you lying to me."

Nie Xiaojiu in the quilt bit his lower lip and automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, only cared about the first half. The dull pain in his heart made him feel uncomfortable, and now he felt that he did not want to ignore Nie Nanfeng idea.

Watching the quilt move, and then moved directly to the other side of the bed, Nie Nanfeng's brow wrinkled and wrinkled, I don't understand what happened to Nie Xiaojiu!

Nie Xiaojiu hugged his legs and shrunk into a ball, buried his face deeply in his chest, as if only the uncomfortable feeling in his heart would disappear.

Suddenly, the back was cold, and the quilt was lifted. Then, the mattress sank a bit, and the powerful cold breath slowly approached him.

"Don't touch me." Nie Xiaojiu flinched, his voice resisting.

Nie Nanfeng's hand protruded and looked at Nie Xiaojiu, who had shrunk.

This kind of action is the instinctive performance of people when they are extremely afraid or scared. Why is this so good?

Is it

Thinking of the possibility, Nie Nanfeng's heart tightened, and his face was pale.

"Ajiu?" Nie Nanfeng called out unconsciously.

His voice was gentle, which Nie Xiaojiu had never heard, but I don't know why. Nie Nanfeng's "Ajiu" sound made Nie Xiaojiu feel a lot of discomfort in his heart.

auzw.com But that was only a momentary feeling. Nie Xiaojiu shrank again, but this time he spoke.

"I don't want to talk to Big Brother."

The look in Nie Nanfeng's eyes instantly suffocated. He seemed to be distinguishing something. Finally, he asked in a deep voice, "Why? Reason!"

Nie Xiaojiu stopped talking again.

Nie Nanfeng: "Nie Xiaojiu, I counted three times. If you don't turn around, I will lift your quilt."

"three."

"two."

"One."

After the word "I" finally fell, the air seemed to freeze, as if the emperor was about to be angry. Nie Xiaojiu was a little scared. Just about to turn around, Nie Nanfeng had turned over and pressed his body over him, although it was not true. Touched him, but the oppressive aura on Nie Nanfeng's body made Nie Xiaojiu feel like Taishan's crushing, a little breathless.

"Me" Nie Xiaojiu opened his wet wet eyes and looked at Nie Nanfeng somewhat helplessly.

Because at this time, Nie Nanfeng felt like a Satan coming out of hell. His eyes were cold and ruthless. As if he wanted to penetrate all human souls, Nie Xiaojiu was instinctively frightened.

Nie Nanfeng also noticed that he was terrified of Nie Xiaojiu. He instantly looked away from his eyes, and his voice softened a bit: "Tell me why I don't want to talk to me."

His tone was a bit tempting, as if it was a whisper of a lover, which made Nie Xiaojiu feel that the Nie Nanfeng just like Satan appeared as an illusion.

Nie Xiaojiu's brain was a little confused for a while. He bit his lip and said in a small voice: "I'm not comfortable."

Nie Nanfeng's eyes tightened and he immediately reached out to Nie Xiaojiu's forehead. The temperature was normal and there was no sign of fever, but his cheeks were a little hot.

I have another chapter as soon as possible.