Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The strange flower ghost made the god poorly pick up the bird bird, the slender fingers flexibly moved, and in less than a moment, the paper had been fully unfolded without any damage.

Qin Ya became more shocked and widened his eyes to look at the flowers on the stranger, "Princess, how do you know how to expand this? Slaves can't even read. ”

However, something even more surprising was still behind her.

The stranger took the tea water and soaked it in the tea water. A moment later, it was taken out, but a clear and correct line appeared on the original white paper.

“Send love, Will Laughner. I'd rather know. ”

Simple, single line of words, clearly stated intentions, and who did it.

The stranger stared at the line with a clear black and white eye, but the fantasy scene was repeated in his head. Something in his head seemed to have slowly cracked open a gap.

“What kind of spell is this, Princess? How do you seem to know everything? Do you know fairy talent? ”

Qin Ya's voice rang in her ear, but she ignored it and her head ached dramatically.

“Princess, what's wrong with you?” Qin Ya saw that the face on the stranger was getting worse and worse. He even fell over his head. He was suddenly scared to look white and shouted in a hurry.

The stranger was covered in white, the headache grew worse, and at some point it seemed to reach an end point, banging on her alarm clock, and then she fainted unconsciously.

In the infinite darkness, there seemed to be a low, indifferent male voice, coming from afar.

“Just who told me to promise her? ”

“I can fulfill your wish...”

“Ok…”

The words were clear, but her mind was chaotic, and only half of the words in one sentence could be heard.

There was nothing but darkness in front of her, and she had no idea where the sound was coming from or where the person who spoke was.

She didn't know what to answer, and her head seemed to be glued together by a slurry and half incapable of thinking.

When you open your eyes again, feel the first chill on your cheeks in the corner of your eyes.

She subconsciously raised her hand and touched it, with a slightly cooler water stain on her hand.

When the stranger stunned again, what he heard in his dreams became blurred.

All she can remember is that Jomo had a man ask the woman if she would agree to his terms.

I can't even remember what I said.

“Stranger, stranger.” Yan Beicheng guarded the stranger for a long time before she collapsed. She woke up with her eyes still distracted. Her heart became more anxious and restless. She couldn't help but call again and again. Her voice also began to whisper with red silk in her eyes.

God knows how anxious he is when he sees a stranger like this, and now he sees her like this, like putting him on a fire rack.

The big hand, which had been nowhere to be placed, was still uncontrollably resting on her slim shoulders, shaking gently.

The stranger finally returned to God, his eyes on half of Yanbeicheng's handsome cheeks, and his face was in a trance.

The far lower voices of men in the brain seem to slowly coincide with those in front of them.

But when his eyes touched that big scarlet on the other half of his cheek, he was completely gone.

“I'm fine, don't worry.” The flowers on the stranger finally came back to God, pulled out a smile and soothed in a low voice.

Yanbeicheng was not at all relieved. The anxiety in his eyes was not diminished. “Why did everything faint? No, I have to call the doctor back to take a good look. ”