Go Through My Demon Host

   Chapter 4147 Fanwai: Raiders Failure Guidance (22)

  002 I just remembered this, but I had been immersed in excitement and forgot about it.

  I don't know if I don't check it, I'm startled when I check it.

   "Favorability 100?!"

  “???”

  Molin shook his hands, and some tea splashed out.

  Dyeing white eyebrows and eyes lightened a bit: "Why are you so hairy?"

   It's really not his fault.

   Strangely stained white.

  Molin stared at her hellishly and asked 002: "Are you sure?"

   “…really 100.”

   Does Ranbai like him so much? !

   Could it be that Ranbai had a deep-rooted love for him early in the morning?

   Just embarrassed to say?

   That won't work!

   He is a man of integrity, he cannot be the third!

   But since the other party loves him so much, it's not like he can't agree to it...

  002 said strangely: "But... the upper limit has become positive infinity."

  “?”

   "Don't doubt, it's true."

   "Is there still negative infinity?"

  Molin has never heard of a strategy like this, and the upper limit is 100.

"Indeed it is…"

  Molin's face froze, like eating shit.

   Dye Bai loves him?

No.

   Ranbai can't wait for him to die!

   "You don't seem to be very happy." Ranbai stared at him and said flatly.

   "My lord, I'm really not very happy." Mo Lin said bluntly, "Because I thought of a fool."

   Dyeing white is like a smile but not a smile: "Really?"

  Molin said with a smile, "Yes."

   The two exchanged eyes briefly.

"Sir, let's have some tea." Mo Lin poured tea for her, walked down from the couch, and stopped at the front of the dyed white face to give it to her. A strand of long hair fell on the man's military uniform. The little hands are soft and boneless, and the voice is charming.

   No matter how many times you listen to it, this sound can make Mo Lin get sick all over.

   "Stay away."

   The indifferent voice sounded.

  Mo Lin sighed, took a step back, and pretended: "My hair!"

   A strand of hair happened to be hooked on the golden button of the young marshal's uniform, and the black hair was entangled, revealing an indescribable sense of ambiguity.

   "Sir, bear with me for a while, I'll untie my hair." Mo Lin said thoughtfully.

   Ranbai stretched out his hand to block, and when he met the cup of tea that Mo Lin was still holding in his hand, Mo Lin fell lightly and deliberately.

   Burn her to death! !

   in an instant.

   Tea splashed out.

   At that critical moment!

   Ranbai reached out and overturned the hot teacup, and all the tea was spilled on the ground.

   "Sir, are you alright? They didn't do it on purpose." Mo Lin asked with concern and sincerity.

   did not burn to death.

What a pity.

   "It's okay, I believe in you." Ranbai's voice was low and affectionate, his eyes were cold, and he stared at him.

   What kind of attitude is this?

   This is not normal!

never mind.

   It's not a normal person to dye white anyway.

  Mo Lin and her looked at each other for a few times, the distance was a little close, the cold and delicate face was reflected in the eyes, the peach blossom eyes were merciless, black and white were dark, bottomless, and it was fascinating to explore.

  He calmed down and slowly wanted to get his hair out. Before his fingertips touched the button of the young marshal, his wrist was firmly grasped.

   "Why is that?"

   The man said gently.

The sound of    tapped into the eardrum word by word, as if a lover whispered, causing bursts of shudder.

   It was just that the strength in his hands did not restrain at all, and Mo Lin felt that his wrist bones were about to be crushed.

  The black leather gloves cover the woman's wrist, which is taboo and desire.

   "Just say it if you want to tear me apart."

  Mo Lin was expressionless, adjusted his tone, coughed several times, and then pinched the clip sound accurately: "It hurts~"

   "There's more pain."

When the    voice fell, Mo Lin hadn't done anything yet, and Dianbai coldly tore off the hair wrapped around the button, pulling out dozens of strands.

  Molin felt a pain in the scalp.

   Lying. Groove? !

   Pulled out? !

  He is bald? !

   The few strands of jet-black hair were flutteringly thrown to the ground, the hand wearing black gloves caressed the woman's hair, and the voice was low and pleasant: "I'm in a good mood today, I want to cut your hair for you."

   "It's not necessary."

   He is in his prime and doesn't want to be bald yet.

  Dyeing Bai shook the person away, moving lightly, stood up, the golden tassel on his shoulders hung down, swayed from side to side, showing an elegant sense of nobility, walked to the dressing table, and randomly pulled out a pair of scissors.

   "What do you think about these scissors?"

   "Not so good." Mo Lin subconsciously covered his head, unable to laugh anymore, inconceivable, "Are you serious?!"

"a man of his words."

   "What kind of gentleman are you?"

   "Miss, I'm offended." The young marshal walked towards him slowly, with a handsome face, a sharp badge, and a pair of scissors in his hand.

"I do not!!"

  Have a lush hair, this is the last stubbornness!

   There was a burst of screams in the room, which was extremely terrifying and terrifying.

   Passers-by looked at each other.

   "This voice...is your sister?"

   "To be honest, I just saw the young marshal..."

   The two looked at each other and said in horror.

   "Oh my God, it's so cruel!"

   "What trick is this playing?"

   "The young marshal is mighty."

   "My elder sister is frail, so I don't know if I can afford it."

   said, the girls blushed to themselves, restrained the urge to listen to the corner, and ran away.

   Then things began to run wildly in a direction that even eight horses could not pull back.

   "What's the sound in the room?"

   "What?! It's actually a young marshal?"

   "Nonsense! The young marshal has always kept himself clean!"

   "You don't know, the young marshal pressed my sister against the wall, first this way and that..."

   "The young marshal pinched his sister's waist and asked her if she loved him!"

"My sister said with tears in her eyes that you don't want to force me anymore. Don't you know what I mean? The young marshal sneered, grabbed her sister's chin, and kissed her forcefully, saying, woman, you can only belong to your whole life. I!"

   "Pass it on, the young marshal and sister will get married tomorrow."

   "Pass it on, the young marshal and elder sister have their bridal chamber tonight."

   "Woooooo I'm so touched."

  Mo Lin was also very moved now, and was forcibly pressed against the soft couch by the dyed white.

   "I don't want to use force."

   "Your uncle, isn't his mother using force now?"

   Ranbai said softly: "If I really use force, you won't survive this moment."

  Molin's hands were folded and pressed on the top of his head, and he was humiliated, with tears in his eyes.

   He is dirty.

   He was defiled.

   He never saw anyone again!

  Whether it was 003 or 002, they all fell into contemplation at the long hair beside the two.

   Isn't this direction a little wrong?

   "Be nice." Finally, Dianbai patted the woman's delicate and fair face with scissors in satisfaction. The temperature was cold.

   Stranger is born without love.

   He didn't want to attack.

   He just wants to die with Dyeing Bai.

   In the room, the woman's bright bald head reflected an extremely dazzling light, as if the sun was sitting above her head!

   is so dazzling!

   So great!

  #Please, a bald head is super cool, okay?

   (end of this chapter)