Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 555 I Use Magic to Raise You 53 (End)
Hearing the girl's soft laughter, Zhiyan who was overthrown was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment the person bound by magic was replaced by him.

A soft white light lingers faintly.

The boy's black hair was messy, and his beautiful thin lips were now full of magnificent colors. The buttons were unbuttoned one by one, and the shirt became loose.

The beautiful texture made Man Luo's eyes shine, and the corners of her lips curved beautifully, and she slowly reached out her hand.

Zhiyan's body froze, and his eyebrows became more sinister and handsome: "Qianxi, if you don't want to cry tonight, you'd better come down now."

Manro tilted his head to look at him, dismissing the threat.

In this world, she has healing skills, so she doesn't have to be afraid of the boy anymore. She smiled and approached him, and kissed him on the cheek lightly: "Then let's take a look, let's cry before going to bed tonight!"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the room gradually stopped moving.

In the end, no one cried, but Zhiyan's face was filled with satisfaction.

Feeling the girl's hand on his neck, Zhiyan looked a little helpless: "Qian Xi, why do you also like to choke people's necks in this kind of thing."

Man Luo looked at the young man's slender neck, pressing his fingertips against the light blue blood vessels: "Because I like it."

In her cognition, for the things she likes, she must control everything about him.

Body, mind, or... life...

Thinking of this, the smile on Man Luo's lips grew stronger, but Zhiyan felt that she was not happy at this moment.

The light in the girl's eyes faded, and the depths of her eyes were dark and desolate.

That look was fleeting, so fast that one couldn't help but suspect that it was an illusion.

Zhiyan couldn't help being slightly stunned, he heard the girl ask in a low and soft voice: "Zhiyan, you are mine, right?"

The girl looked innocent and asked this question very seriously.

Zhiyan smiled slowly, stretched out his hand to pick up a lock of the girl's long hair, and gently pressed it to his lips: "Of course."

After his words fell, the girl's eyes lit up, and the hand holding Zhiyan's neck tightened slightly.

A slight sense of suffocation came, Zhiyan frowned but did not resist, he heard the girl ask in a soft tone: "Then your life is also mine, right?"

Zhiyan stared at the girl, her narrow phoenix eyes reflected the girl's appearance at this time, the girl smiled clearly, but it made people feel that the soul in this body was crying and wailing.

He heard his own voice answer slowly: "Yes, yours."

Feeling that the girl's cold fingertips loosened, Zhiyan pulled her hand down and kissed her tenderly.

The young man's voice resounded in the quiet room: "It's all yours, as long as you want it, I'll give it to you."

Man Luo looked at the young man in front of him who had promised him, slowly closed his eyes, leaned down and leaned against him: "You are so kind~"

Zhiyan stretched out his arms to wrap her around her, and in his mind was the girl's empty expression just now, and his heart felt a faint pain. He tightened his arms and said in a low voice: "Qianxi, can you tell me about your past?"

After his words fell, there was no echo in the room for a long time.

Time passed by, the girl was as quiet as falling asleep, and the only sound in the room was the breathing of the two of them.

Finally, the girl moved slightly, and buried her face in the quilt: "In the past?"

The voice sounded like sadness, hatred, and emotion...

Countless emotions are mixed together, and at the end of listening carefully, there is nothing, just like the girl's eyes just now.

In the end, the girl didn't say anything, she just stretched her arms around him and smiled softly: "Don't mention it...or..."

　The magic plane is over, and the next plane is both sick and delicate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)