marry! marry! marry!
These two words kept flashing through her mind, like a cursed nightmare that she couldn't get rid of or escape from.
He was getting married, and he was marrying someone who had her appearance but was Pei Dandan's soul
At this moment, she felt that the only thing she could do was to tell her identity directly, but the system stopped her without any warning.
The plane space has collapsed. If the host informs the male protagonist of his identity before gaining 100% favor, it will bring him a 'death promotion'.
Death promotion... what does it mean
To put it simply, the male protagonist will constantly encounter dangers to his life, and each time the situation becomes more terrifying.
"Clang-" There was a sound of the wine glass falling to the ground. The glass shattered all over the floor, and one of the small fragments pierced directly into her flesh. Bright red blood flowed out instantly, but she felt no pain at all.
"What's wrong?" Mo Zechen pulled her up instantly and looked at her nervously. His broad hands held her shoulders, which was a special aura that belonged to him.
At this moment, looking at Mo Zechen like this, I couldn't help but feel a little moved.
He is a man with such high IQ and EQ, but when it comes to love, he chooses to go by his feelings.
The great genius who believes in science trusts his intuition on the most important path in life.
"No, it's okay..." Luo Qingchen shook her head gently and said, "Maybe the alcohol is not strong enough and my hands are a little slippery."
"It seems that Miss Sake is not as good as her name." Mo Zechen cast his eyes on the wound on her palm and said, "Wait for me a moment while I go get the medical kit."
"Um... no need." Luo Qingchen blinked and said, "It's just a minor injury."
Hearing this, Mo Zechen frowned slightly, held her wrist tightly with his slender fingertips and said, "Stand still, wait for me."
Suddenly, the gentle and sinister young man felt like a 'tyrannical president', and he really had the experience of meeting him for the first time.
He always gives people such a different feeling. This scene seems to correspond to a sentence in the book: I still like you, like the wind that has traveled eight thousand miles, regardless of the return date.
When she came to her senses, Mo Zechen was already standing in front of her, carefully picking out the glass shards from the flesh in his hand.
The moment he pulled it out, he raised his head and glanced at Luo Qingchen, but there was nothing strange between her eyebrows.
The pain was probably very low, and there was not even the slightest change in expression.
"Doesn't it hurt?" Mo Zechen frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable distress.
It seemed like a long time ago, he heard everyone discussing the relationship between Luo Qingchen and Jiang Yiliang in the college.
At that time, he silently felt sorry for her stubbornness. Fortunately, the truth is always very different from the rumors. She does not like Jiang Yiliang, the person she likes is him.
But... now...
Mo Zechen knew very well that he didn't want to go to the Luo family, and he wasn't even looking forward to... their wedding.
Luo Qingchen saw him lowering his head gloomily, shook his head gently and asked, "It doesn't hurt! I have experienced many things in life, and this kind of skin injury is not considered pain at all, is it?"
"Yeah..." Mo Zechen squinted his eyes, looked at her and chuckled: "You are right." (To be continued)