The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

He didn't dare to vent his anger, and quickly walked around behind the big tree, holding on to the trunk to peek over there secretly.

They seemed to be lighting a fire and roasting something. The torch beside them was swaying non-stop with the wind, and he heard Qi Yan's charming laughter.

"It's better not to light the torch, or the sparks will easily escape when they fall to the ground." Qi Yan laughed.

"Well, as long as you're happy." A deep voice slid by the ear, this familiar voice was clearly Jing Yao, Bai Lin covered her mouth in astonishment, she really couldn't understand the purpose of their coming here in the middle of the night.

Not to mention writing a note to himself asking him to come here, to be a witness by himself, the temperature in Bai Lin's eyes became colder and colder, he stared at the two figures, his heart burning with unknown rage.

He didn't know why, but the emotion came so suddenly that he didn't even react, and he already felt a tingling sensation from his right hand.

Looking down, the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, with a little force, the blood slowly flowed along the nails, dripping drop by drop on the ground, submerged in the soil.

There is a voice in my head that keeps shouting——

"Kill him, kill him, brother will come back after killing him."

"It's that man who snatched senior brother away. He caused you to marry someone you don't like now."

"As long as you kill him, everything is up to you."

... No, that's not the case, Bai Lin shook his head violently, his consciousness came back a little bit, and his rationality slowly returned to his brain. Before he had time to feel scared by the terrible thought just now, he saw an even more irritating scene when he looked up .

The two figures were already close to each other, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were entangled. Qi Yan's head rested on Jing Yao's body, and the latter lowered his head slightly, and the two's lips were tightly pressed together.

The unbearable sound of grinding echoed in the woods, Bai Lin looked at the scene of their intimacy indifferently, clenched his fists again, and stuck his nails into the flesh again, but this time he couldn't feel the pain.

"Brother, you are really too much." He heard Qiyan's hilarious play, and Jingyao's helpless and indulgent chuckle. Jingyao put his hand on Qiyan's head and stroked it gently, just like Qian Thousands of times as he had done to himself.

Then Qiyan hugged him cheerfully, the light of the fire became clearer, so clear that he could see the expressions on the faces of the two of them, one was arguing and the other was laughing.

The pain in his heart replaced the pain in his body. He turned around in a daze, and couldn't bear to look again. The sound of leaves breaking under his feet became more and more obvious, but he didn't care about it at all.

Because he heard a voice calling him from behind, two familiar voices mixed together to form a harmonious music, his pace became faster and faster, and he quickly got rid of the voice that made him irritated.

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"Junior Brother." Ling Lin saw Bai Lin waving happily at him from a distance, and ran to him, "Why are you here alone?"

"Ah."

Bai Lin's indifferent reaction made Linglin a little strange, she lowered her head, and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "Aren't you happy, whoever provoked you, tell senior sister, senior sister will take revenge for you!"

"Nothing." Bai Lin shook his head, got up and walked away, ignoring Linglin's call, as if he couldn't hear her voice at all.

"It's really strange." Linglin muttered, "What's wrong with Junior Brother recently?"

"What's the matter?" A hand was on her shoulder, and when she turned around, it was another disciple in the door.