[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob, coquettish and scumbag

Luo Jia pressed the hand clasped around his waist, broke it apart forcefully, took a step forward and then turned around,

He saw, one meter away, Nan Gongchen was standing there wearing a gothic skirt, the bright moonlight fell on his face, and his soft and delicate face became paler and sicker, like a sick beauty pampered in a deep castle .

Nangong Chen took a step forward, with excitement on his face: "Brother, if you are willing to come here, you still care about me, right? Look, I told you that you will definitely come."

"Brother, why don't you speak? Aren't you very good at talking in front of elder brother?" Nan Gongchen approached slowly and asked calmly. After getting no response from Luo Jia, his tone suddenly sharpened: "You don't want to talk to me?"

He took a step forward and clasped Luo Jia's wrist, tiptoeing close to his ear: "Since my brother doesn't use his tongue, then I'll cut off your tongue, okay?"

"Actually, it's good that my brother doesn't have a tongue, so you won't say things that I hate to others."

Use your hands hard.

"You hurt me." Lorgar frowned.

Almost as soon as Luo Jia uttered these words, Nan Gongchen's eyes lit up in vain, those beautiful eyes were full of ambition, as if observing where the prey would bite, Luo Jia couldn't help but take a step back.

It was this step that touched Nangongchen's sensitive and suspicious nerves. He hugged Luo Jia with great strength, as if he wanted to crush Luo Jia's bones and embed them into his own.

"Brother, don't run away, don't leave, don't leave me, don't go to someone else! Don't force me to break your hands and feet, and make me a doll who can only lie on the bed and wait for me to rape you..."

He kissed Luojia's soft earlobe, and whispered in a voice that could make people let go of their guard: "Or, I'll break my brother's hands and feet right now, what does my brother think."

Luo Jia smiled sarcastically, and pulled himself away: "I think you not only need to go to the hospital... but also go to the psychiatric department! I think the mental hospital in xx is good, you can think about it..."

"What the fuck!?" A silver light flashed in front of his eyes, seeing the old friend's jackknife in Nangong Chen's hand, Luo Jia frightened Yan Yi.

What hatred, what resentment, did he dig the other party's ancestral grave in his previous life?!

People travel directly to lie flat and sleep to complete the next task, why come to him, it becomes a hell-level difficulty of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds!

"Boy, are fast-travelers always so insecure at work?" It's too damn pitted! Abyss pit!

"No, it's just that the difficulty of this world is a little bit high." The system revealed: "It is said that no host can leave this world alive, let alone complete the task. He was stabbed to death, stabbed more than a dozen times and turned into a hornet's nest."

"You gave me a lot of fun, are you sure it's just a little high?"

"Well, very high." The system knew it was wrong, and touched its face with its wings: "Actually, you can use love to influence him, purd him, awaken his conscience and lead him into the right path, or you can sell your body Teach him to let go of the butcher knife by feeding the demon with his body, and the routines of novels are generally like this."

"Let me influence you with love, son, dad loves you."

Luo Jia's voice was very gentle, the system paused at the words, and the next second, he was grabbed and forced into domestic violence mode.

After a loving education, a few packages on the top of the system cried and shrank.

Not counting on the system, Luo Jia put his hand into his pocket and wanted to call Nan Gongjue for help.

"Heh." A low laugh came out, seeing the familiar chip in Nangong Chen's hand, Luo Jia's heart jumped into his throat.

When was that chip discovered by Nangong Chen and fell into his hands?He didn't notice it.

Nangongchen held up the microchip, revealing a deep dimple: "Is Brother Hua looking for this?"

Soon, the smile on his face faded completely, and he actually split the chip in half with a knife directly in front of Luo Jia. The knife technique hidden in blue was probably graduated from the New Oriental chef.

While Luo Jia was dumbfounded, Nan Gongchen held the knife against his neck, the action was unexpected, Luo Jia didn't react at all, and when he did, he subconsciously looked for the phone.

"Still looking for this?" A mobile phone was lying pitifully in Nangong Chen's hand, Luo Jia was full of lovelessness, this sick and delicate male lead steals professional households, it's a pity not to be a pickpocket with such means.

Afterwards, Luo Jia witnessed a broken mobile phone with his bare hands.

This phone... the original owner probably bought it at Pinxixi.

"Want to ask my elder brother for help? Since when did you guys get together behind my back? Brother Hua, you are really not good. Do you have to die to be good?" The pocket knife was already attached to Luo Jia's neck, sharp The blade cut through the skin, and blood oozes from the place where the blade meets the skin, staining the snow-white collar red, which looks shocking.

Seeing this, Nangong Chen smiled: "Brother Hua, if you have a chance, show me in red."

He greedily looked at the blood that slipped from Luo Jia's body, no one was more suitable for this red color than Luo Jia, it was so seductive and enchanting, as if silently tempting people to make him worse.

He frowned in pain and was so charming, the bright red liquid slipped from his neck, like the most beautiful rouge in the world.

"Tsk," Nangong Chen looked at it appreciatively for a while, then smiled slightly: "It's so pitiful, it makes me want to bully him even more."

Luo Jia snorted, he didn't even dare to breathe now, he didn't dare to move, if he struggled violently, his trachea might be cut off and he would die of exhaustion.

Luo Jia tried hard to squeeze out a few tears, and said in grief: "Wooooooo, Xiaochen, I love you so much, how can you tell me? For you, I beg your brother to let him bring me over to find you, because loving you is in Leng Cangming's eyes." When Long Aotian and the others persecuted me, I would rather die than obey, but what are you doing now, you really let me down, you have failed my love for you. "

Luo Jia held Nangong Chen's hand holding the knife, and quickly entered the tragic role: "Before I die, I just want to tell you that I love you, even if you want me to die, I am willing..."

Nan Gongchen drew the knife away, stretched out his finger and rubbed the bloodstain on Luo Jia's neck: "Brother, you are always like this, full of lies, I don't know which one is true."

"What a liar." He pressed hard on Luo Jia's wound, and he let go only after hearing Luo Jia's suppressed cry of pain.

He put his blood-stained finger into his mouth, and lightly licked the wonderful liquid with the tip of his bright red tongue.

"Brother, don't you know how sweet your own blood is, do you want to taste it?"

Nan Gongchen licked his lips viciously, with a creepy and gloomy expression, which completely coincided with the perverted murderer Luo Jia had seen in TV dramas.