Yu Moqian's body trembled, and suddenly he raised his head, his black eyes filled with ruthless coldness.
He looked at Bai Weiwei as if looking at a stranger.
Bai Weiwei took two steps back when he saw him.
The wrong eyes, let alone gentle, are simply morbidly dark.
Getting used to the sudden madness of the strategy target, Bai Weiwei was not surprised when she saw Yu Moqian whose face was changing.
She even asked calmly, "Tongzi, is Yu Moqian schizophrenic?"
The system flipped through the information, "No, he was invaded by ghosts."
Staying in that ancient ghost war zone, suppressing so many ghosts for so many years.
How could he not be affected.
Ghosts are obsessions, resentment, and something that all negative emotions are entangled together.
Yu Moqian is in the process of suppressing ghosts, wrestling with ghosts, and even killing ghosts.
The pure soul is constantly being eroded and polluted.
Souls eroded by ghosts will become paranoid and crazy.
If you can control it, you can still maintain the original character, but once it breaks out.
Yu Moqian's character can be more like a ghost than any ghost.
Of course, if there is no stimulation, you can't see it at ordinary times.
Hearing this answer, Bai Weiwei only felt that it was really pitiful, and it was difficult to be gentle.
With paranoia
The main system simply had a grudge against her for eighteen lifetimes.
Just don't let her be so sweet.
Yu Moqian got up slowly, all his nails turned black, and his expression was not the same as usual.
His black hair fell, and his pupils darkened even more.
When looking at Bai Weiwei blankly, there is a strange coldness and a twist of greed.
This expression made his face even paler and more beautiful, but it was even more ghost-like and lifeless.
Bai Weiwei was so frightened by his pale face that she was about to take a few more steps back.
A huge force instantly grabbed her shoulders and pressed her to the wall.
The tall and tall juvenile is very stressful.
He lowered his head, trapping her in his arms.
An authentic wall dong finish.
Bai Weiwei's back hit the wall with a dull pain, and her shoulders were the cold temperature of his fingers.
Her lips were a little vague, "Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?"
It's not that after being invaded by ghosts, it's going to start going crazy.
When she looked up at him, there was worry in her eyes and clear doubts.
Yu Moqian looked at her indifferently for a while, and his eyes gradually softened.
Just when Bai Weiwei thought he had regained consciousness.
Her lips were held by him, and the cold lips touched her soft and hot lips, and when they almost touched each other, one person and one ghost trembled.
Yu Moqian, who was wrapped in ghostly desire, flashed a trace of struggle in his eyes, but was quickly covered up by the black aura.
He almost complied with his heart's desire and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
In the long and lonely darkness, a little light suddenly appeared, even if it was just a warm touch of concern from the other party.
He admits that his heart is still broken.
The loneliness is terrible, and it is difficult to catch someone who has a bond with him.
He actually indulged in his body, those obsessive ghosts running out.
The ghost also affected his actions.
Make him impulsive and paranoid.
This kiss was almost stolen.
Nothing to do with love, just a possessive impulse.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is twenty-five.]