Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 2180 Soul (15)

   "..." The person who was about to stand up froze.

  Gorgeous peach blossom eyes, blinking, Qinglian looked at him.

  The little angel is probably a vengeance, so she is very cautious.

  If that **** has it, he wants it too.

   Even, ask for more.

  She kissed him ten times, but only kissed him once.

  He will make up for the difference in price.

   Use a more advanced method to make up for it.

  He stood in front of her, with his little soft arms wrapped around her neck.

  A cold breath covered the corners of her lips, and they pressed against each other, kissing each other like a small animal.

   Very immature, but also very purposeful.

   To compensate.

   Her compensation to him.

   "..." Yun Si blinked at him.

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Outside.

  The warm bedside night light has soft light and warm orange color, lightly illuminating the room.

at the same time.

   At that moment, the devil-like ghost cub was sitting by the bed, as if he had sensed something, his gloomy eyes were fixed on the direction where the bathroom door was closed.

  The black and strange patterns on the cheeks are tumbling and surging with a monstrous and malicious black air.

   Like countless poisonous snakes and scorpions, they wrapped around him, from head to toe.

  The whole body is full of sinister evil spirits, irritated and roaring, like a huge balloon that is constantly expanding.

   Inflated to the point of almost horror.

   Just one more needle to—

explode.

   Complete destruction.

  In the bathroom, the pure white ghost kissing the corner of Yunsi's lips slowly opened his eyes.

   Extreme, indifferent.

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  When Yun Si came out holding the little pity, the little wolf cub, whose expression was already terrifying, sat by the bed, clenched his fists, and stared in her direction.

  The chest rose and fell violently, and it was extremely quiet, without a single sound.

   is a precursor to a manic episode of extreme anger.

   Not a bit of pretense.

  At this moment, the room was filled with black fog as cold as a corpse.

   Colliding around, like an enraged wild beast, howling, red-eyed, trying to break through this invisible cage.

  The mist as sharp as a knife skimmed her cheeks, filled with cold air, sharp as needles.

   As soon as Yun Si stopped, she could feel the cold touch of the needle tip touching her skin.

   Fleeting, killing without blinking.

  She turned her head and looked over, and the black mist that had passed her side had dissipated by the wall.

  The fierce power turned into nothingness in an instant.

   Disappeared, nothing left.

  Yun Si hugged the limp little ghost that had just been washed, and was silent for a moment.

  The little poor boy buried in her arms quietly hugged her, with his head resting softly on her neck and shoulders.

  Like a small animal, rubbing against her, squinting slightly.

   He didn't seem to be worried at all about the dangerous black mist rushing across the room.

  As if he knew he wouldn't hurt her.

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  Two little ghosts with exactly the same appearance have possessed such telepathic ability since the split of one body.

  He gets close to her, bites his finger, and the other he can feel.

   Can even be seen.

  He is what he is, and he is what he is.

  Although it is annoying to look at both, but it is always the same consciousness, bound, and no one can break the other.

   No matter how hard you try.

  He hugged Yun Si limply, not paying any attention to the terrifying anger shown by the other one.

   Instead, he yawned lazily and rubbed against Yun Si, hanging on her body.

Quietly.

  (end of this chapter)