Go Through My Demon Host

   Chapter 4158 Fanwai: When souls are exchanged 1

   The sky is bright.

  The room was elegant and cold, so quiet that only the ticking of the clock could be heard.

Ranbai was woken up by a milky humming sound. The voice was low and warm, like a mountain stream and a clear spring, and the cold moon in the forest. Ranbai was humming with sleepiness, uttering a little low tone, and the ending sound was very light, as if a lover was whispering in his ear. Whispering, like coquettish.

   This voice—

   is too familiar to be wrong.

   is extraordinarily unfamiliar.

   She opened her eyes, not a bit sleepy, a face reflected in her eyes.

   Gentle, perfect, refined.

   Dingbai glanced at him, clear and calm.

   That's her body.

   Ranbai lifted off the thin snow-white quilt with no expression, sat up straight, and immediately noticed something was wrong with his body.

   looked at himself silently.

  The peculiar response of the boy's body in the early morning is difficult to adapt to.

   She raised her long fingers and pushed down her glasses subconsciously, only to realize that she was not wearing them.

very good.

   Think white.

   The man next to him was sleeping soundly, the quilt was rolled up in a mess, like an overlord, half of his face was buried on the pillow, and the profile of his profile was clean and distinct, like a millennium polished porcelain, inexplicably childish in his gentleness.

  If this body is not hers, maybe Dyeing Bai will be in a good mood to appreciate the sleeping position of the little devil.

After thinking briefly for two seconds, Dianbai chuckled softly, his eyes were warm with oppressive danger, he put one knee on it, and his slender fingers slowly grabbed the man's neck, his movements were cold, and he was elegant. The coldness of the appearance is different, like some kind of cold and highly poisonous snake.

   She gazed at that face tenderly.

   His eyes were oddly morbid.

   After a long time, the strength in his hand tightened slightly, and he whispered, "Baby. I think you should wake up."

When    opened his mouth, his voice was that of a teenager, low and lazy, with a magnetic flirt, perhaps because he had just woken up in the morning, and he was still a little dumb.

The tone of    is like calling his lover, whispering softly.

   The demon slept in the dark, and seemed to hear his own voice vaguely.

--No.

   It was impossible for him to speak in such a tone.

   Only his perverted master would say that.

   How could he have such a nightmare? !

   Before the demon could think about it in his sleep, the slight pain in his neck and the suffocation when breathing forced him to wake up.

The temperature at the top of the    is cold, like ice and snow suddenly sticking to the skin, causing him to shrink subconsciously.

   At the same time, he also saw the face of the man on him.

   "??!"

   He fluttered in shock, and the bat wings were so frightened that they wanted to spread out, but they couldn't open their wings.

   stared at the face that was exactly the same as himself.

"Who are you!!"

   "Your honorable master." Ranbai looked at the expression on the devil's face, as if he was admiring a piece of work.

   This tone?

Hold.

   "Rong, Rongbai?"

The    demon almost couldn't breathe, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked down at himself again.

   Gradually trembling.

   Obviously, they swapped bodies inexplicably this morning!

  The devil finally realized this after thinking about it for a few seconds, only to see the expression on his face that was half-smile, one couldn't help it, and broke the merit: "Hahahahaha!"

"Are you laughing at me?" Yingbai pressed one knee against him, wearing black loose pajamas, delicate silk material, revealing a beautifully-lined collarbone, and the concave arc is extremely sexy, as if it could hold a glass of red wine, looming and thin Also hook people.

   Black hair, red eyes, and a handsome face.

  The devil couldn't help it, he laughed sullenly, and had a positive attitude of admitting his mistake: "I'm sorry, master..."

   This is really a letdown.

   It is a wonderful experience to see an unfamiliar expression on your face.

   Ranbai stared at him, suddenly leaned over, and pinched his chin with his slender fingers.

  The demon moved uncomfortably.

   "Stay still," she ordered.

   "...you wouldn't want to kiss me, would you?"

   with this face?

   There is always a feeling of kissing yourself.

   Ranbai glanced at the demon and said plainly, "So what?"

  Icy fingertips caressed his chin slightly, with a delicate touch like warm jade, and looked at the face in front of him.

   The distance between the two of them is a bit close, the fragrance is lingering in the air, and it is early in the morning, some reactions are naturally self-evident.

  Yanbai couldn't control this physiological reaction, and finally he didn't say anything. He pushed the demon ruthlessly away with one hand, got up, raised his hand to unbutton his pajamas, and took out the shirt from the closet.

  The devil sat lazily on the bed with his legs crossed, admiring the picture.

   "It's my body anyway, can you avoid it?"

  Dyeing white was neat and abstinent, and threw the pajamas directly on top of the devil's head. He was thin but not thin. He buttoned his shirt meticulously, and buttoned it straight and strictly to the top, making him more elegant and sophisticated.

   "I haven't seen anything about you?"

   This rhetorical question stopped the devil.

   He pulled off the pajamas on his head, tilted his head to look at the dyed white, looked around from the beginning to the end, glanced deliberately, his eyes were filled with a playful smile, with a bit of bad ambiguity: "Tsk..."

   Ranbai said calmly, "You'd better not look at me like that."

"how?"

   She squinted her eyes, her eyes were deep, and when she stared at the devil, she felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, gentle and elegant, her thin lips parted lightly.

   word by word.

   "I want to **** you."

  The devil held back for a long time, and then he said, "...Are you still human?"

   He pointed at himself with red ears: "This is your body!"

"Otherwise, do you think you can still be here well now?" Dianbai asked tepidly, walking up to him with long legs, resting one hand on the side of the little system, and patted him with his long fingers. His face and voice were low and sweet, "Be honest, don't be cheap and be good."

   The demon puffed up expressionlessly.

  Today, the aunt at home felt that the atmosphere between the eldest lady and the young master was strange.

   is indescribable.

   And these two are weird too!

   Auntie was stunned to see the gentle and graceful eldest lady who was always regarded as a model of aristocratic family on weekdays, lying on the table with no image at all, with a sandwich in her mouth.

  “…”

The    filter gradually shatters.

   Auntie has taken care of Ranbai for more than 20 years, and she has never seen such a terrible scene!

  Miss    has been self-denial and polite since she was young, and she has never been disrespectful. What is going on now? !

   If it wasn't for a huge blow, it wouldn't be like this!

   And the young man next to the eldest lady was much quieter than before, revealing an inexplicable calmness and calmness, and his demeanor almost melted into his bones.

   Auntie stepped forward with difficulty, looked at Yanbai with difficulty, and said with difficulty: "Miss... Rong family, is something wrong?"

   "Huh?" The demon raised his head blankly, his tone was condescending, "What's the matter?"

   (end of this chapter)