Fast Transmigration Boss is a male god harvester

Chapter 101 The Survival Game Is A Little Sweet (53)

Shen Chiyou felt that the hand on his arm was slowly tightening, without the fabric, the temperature of that hand seemed to be a little lower at this time. Before, Shen Chiyou just felt that Mu Yun's hand was always cold, but now It seemed that a burst of cold air was drilling into his blood vessels, which was bitingly cold.

Shen Chiyou couldn't help shivering, "Why are your hands so cold?"

After finishing speaking, I realized that I... can move?
It's always too uncomfortable to be held so tightly by someone's wrist, Shen Chiyou tried to shrink back.

With such a shrinking, Mu Yun's complexion became a little darker again, those peach blossom eyes stared at Shen Chiyou tightly, but he seemed to be struggling with his hands, and refused to let go.

This caused the current situation to be like this: a young man in casual clothes stood at the head of the bed, holding a woman in wedding clothes tightly by his hand, with unkind eyes.

Fortunately, Mu Yun returned to his usual cold appearance after a while, and let go of Shen Chiyou's wrist.

Shen Chiyou touched the wrist that he held just now, and Mu Yun's temperature still remained on it, it was icy cold, as if a piece of ice was just put on it and only now it was taken away.

After such a delay, it turned out that it was daytime at this time, and the shadow of the night could not be seen at all. The dazzling sunlight outside the window spilled in, illuminating Shenchi You's whole body.

Mu Yun went to wash up without saying a word, Shen Chiyou looked down at his current clothes, and pouted helplessly, in this life, he will be the groom's official before he can be a bride again! ! ! !
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Perhaps it was because they were about to go back, the atmosphere in the living room was very different from the past, it was lifeless on weekdays, but now everyone's eyes were full of hope.

Shen Chi stood alone in the crowd. From time to time, people looked towards her, their eyes wandering, each with their own thoughts.

"Sister Chi You, you look so good dressed like this," Du Yu said with a smile, "Come on, leave your contact information, and we can come and get together after we go out."

He adjusted his round glasses, which made his eyes look extremely gentle, and he smiled brightly, like a young man in high spirits.

Mu Yun snorted softly, and when Shen Chiyou looked at him, he continued: "Here, no matter what information you exchange, in the real world, you will forget, you will remember everything that happened here, remember these people The appearance, but can't remember any contact information, name... will not remember, unless... ".

"Unless what?" Du Yu asked curiously.

"Unless...you happen to meet each other in real life."Mu Yun said the last few words very lightly.

"Hey, what a pity, I still want to make friends, and we can discuss what to do if we come in again." Du Yu said, "However, what if our fate is so good that we met on the street the day after we went out?" ".

Chen Youyou nodded in agreement, she really had a very low sense of presence when she was not talking.

There was a booming sound on the stairs accompanied by voices:
"My dear prince, you should stand by my side, you shouldn't just greet the guests rashly like this."

Probably the two most conspicuous people on the field at this time are Shen Chiyou and the princess. The princess's blond hair, which used to hang like a waterfall in the past, is coiled behind her back today. The pale white roses are incompatible with this castle, the bright red lipstick is paired with the blood-red floor-length dress, but the face is indeed extremely white, which is indescribably weird.

White is probably the lightest color Shen Chiyou saw in this villa.

"Princess, look, I'm wearing my clothes too. When will your promise be fulfilled?"

Shen Chiyou pulled up the hem of his skirt, and walked towards the princess on the stairs with a smile on his face. The delicate swan neck was straight, and his gestures looked more like the owner of the castle than the princess.

(End of this chapter)