Yu Moqian felt that the strength of her fingers was much stronger.
But he still has to do a full set of plays, he nodded: "Yes."
Bai Weiwei smiled brightly, "Then why aren't you awake yet?"
The blood in Yu Moqian's black eyes thickened, his fingers were tightly grasped by her, and her palm was full of blood.
Bai Weiwei hid the blade in her fingers and cut off the blood vessels in her wrist, and blood kept pouring out.
The blood soaked Yu Moqian's fingers, bringing a sticky and hot feeling.
But Yu Moqian was not affected in any way.
The gentle smile at the corner of his mouth turned into a ferocious savagery.
He said in a terrifying voice, "Oh, I found it. It's a pity I'm human now, and your blood can't hurt me."
Bai Weiwei's face turned pale because of excessive blood loss.
She raised the corners of her lips, and there was a clear smile in her brows and eyes.
She didn't care what Yu Penpen said, but said with a cold smile, "Yu Moqian, you said you would protect me for the rest of your life and be responsible for me. Now that I'm going to die, you should go out and be responsible for my mother."
Suppress the maliciousness of the pen.
Only the well-meaning Yu Moqian can do it.
Yu Moqian is now asleep and needs a fierce impact to wake up.
She needs him to get up and snatch his body from Yu Pen.
Instead of being a coward, curled up in an unknown corner like a bereaved dog and afraid to come out.
Yu Moqian said he wanted to protect her.
His pedantic character will not allow him to lose faith.
System: "Living subsistence allowance is activated, host, you are taking too much risk."
Bai Weiwei: "I believe you."
system:"… "
Bai Weiwei: "I believe in the fortune item you bought for me, I believe in the value of 100,000."
That 100 HP plus locks the fortune of the supermarket.
The effect will always be there.
If it is a male novel, then he is now the male protagonist who caught the open item.
As long as it erupts, there is no reason to be suppressed.
So she has to gamble by herself.
She has her existence in her obsession with betting on Yu Moqian. For a person who has experienced a hundred years of loneliness, even if it is not love, a good impression of 60 is very important.
Yu Moqian tilted his head, his eyes filled with mist, with a hint of the fragile beauty of cherry blossoms.
But in the next second, he flicked his hand and pushed Bai Weiwei to the ground.
Bai Weiwei couldn't resist such a terrifying force, and fell heavily on the yellow talisman.
The blood water entered the yellow talisman, and the yellow talisman glowed brightly.
Bai Weiwei was indifferent, she stretched out her bloody hand and gently touched her face.
"Is that how you look at others and bully me?"
Yu Moqian slowly evoked a cold smile, "Yes, call him more and let him come out."
His and Bai Weiwei's goals were surprisingly consistent.
Awaken the part of Yu Moqian's soul.
She wants to save him.
But she didn't know that once that part of the soul appeared, he could kill it.
So Yu Moqian bent over, stretched out his hand and pinched the wound on her wrist.
"Talk more and let him out."
Bai Weiwei's face was stained with blood, her eyes were extremely cold, she was three points more beautiful than the most charming ghost.
She pursed her lips slightly, revealing a surprising smile.
This smile is not pure or cute at all, but charming.
Yu Moqian's pupils shrank, his evil thoughts were closer to her fierce and cold appearance than the crying little cutie.
This kind of beauty made his malicious heart like it very much.
Bai Weiwei's nails suddenly stabbed the back of his hand fiercely, and she could hurt a human body.
The fingernails gouged through his flesh, pinching out a white wound, and soon he saw bright red blood.
Yu Moqian began to tremble, and his pupils were filled with excitement.
Be more ruthless, be more mad, her malicious appearance made him feel more and more palatable.
The system was holding a water glass, and it looked like the favorability level had soared to fifteen, just like taking hormones.
Yu Moqian... How could he be abused
Of course Yu Moqian wasn't masochistic, what he liked was malice.
Bai Weiwei's malice towards him made him feel comfortable.
He originally survived on the power of maliciousness, and the purer the maliciousness, the more he liked it.
And Bai Weiwei's malice is cleaner than Yu Moqian's.
Even for the first time, he felt that a person's malice was so beautiful.
Yu Moqian was a little excited and held her blood-stained face like a peach blossom, be a little more tyrannical and let him enjoy more malice.
Bai Weiwei loosened her nails, leaned gently in Yu Moqian's arms, and took a sigh of relief towards his neck.
Yu Moqian's heart was hit hard, and it was the fluctuation of his soul.
Never before had such intense soul fluctuations appeared.
He was going to pinch Bai Weiwei's fingers for a while, but her bloody fingers were already entangled, crossing his fingers.
Then his fingers were pressed against her chest by her.
Yu Moqian bowed his head a little after realizing it, but saw that the clothes on her body had fallen.
She was like a creamy white jade, stained with blood.
Her eyes were abnormally bright, and her voice was low, "Yu Moqian, if you don't come out, I'll put a cuckold on you."
Yu Moqian was stunned for a moment, his pupils suddenly tightened, and a violent pain swept across his chest.