Be the C heroine in a famous book [Quick Transmigration]

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Then he seemed to ask sincerely: "Just, why are you wearing a mask? Do you have the same trouble of being too handsome like me?"

"Carlotta, have you seen Mr. Phantom's face?" He asked Carlotta curiously again.

Carlota didn't speak, but felt that Rand looked weird, as if he had already guessed something.

"It seems that there is no more." Rand sighed regretfully, and said to the phantom, "Why don't you take off the mask, sir?"

Phantom stared at Carlotta closely when he spoke, afraid that she would really be curious.As long as it is not her, he is not afraid of anyone.

"You don't need to worry about my mask, but it's better to put down the things in your hands." Phantom pulled out a sword from nowhere, and under Carlotta's surprised eyes, the sword rested on Rand's neck.

She quickly looked down at Rand's right hand, where she had just pulled out a pistol from the back of her waist.It seemed that while he was talking, he had already pulled out his gun.

Rand smiled slightly, and affirmed: "Mr. Phantom, you dare not kill me."

But as he said so, he put the gun back in his hand, and his eyes signaled the phantom to move the sword away.

"You think I'm merciful?" Phantom's voice was metallic and sounded cold.

"But your hands don't move at all. If you want to kill me, I'm already a corpse." Rand looked provocative.

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Carlotta interrupted them in time: "Okay, Rand, you should go."

Phantom looked at her and put down the sword. Rand touched his neck and found a trace of blood on his hand.

It seemed that Phantom really wanted to kill him.It's just that he seemed to have some scruples and didn't really do anything.

Rand looked at Carlotta thoughtfully, walked up to her, and said in a low voice, "Carlotta, see his true face clearly before making a choice. I will always wait for you."

Then he kissed her hand, raised an eyebrow at him in Phantom's dark eyes, and walked out of the room.

Rand's voice was not low, he seemed to intend to tell the Phantom that he had already gone out, but he inevitably had an impact on the Phantom.

Under the dim light, the half of Phantom's face was already looming. He stood there like a sculpture, his eyes fixed on her, shining timidly.

Carlotta saw that he seemed ready to flee at any moment, so she knew what he was worried about.

"Eric, why are you standing so far away?" She smiled reassuringly, and held out her hand to him.

His lips moved, and his voice seemed to whisper: "I kept my promise, Carlotta."

How much he wanted to kill that man, but he chose to restrain the jealous devil and carry out the promise he made last night, just in exchange for her trust and loyalty.

"Yes, I will also keep my promise." Carlota looked at him with a smile, with a hint of admiration.

As if encouraged, he immediately took her hand, squatted down and kissed her, and said in a deep and deep voice, "My master."

She felt the joy of his remaining life after the catastrophe, and those eyes shone with a light as clear as lake water.

Compared with Rand, Carlota felt that he was pleasing to the eye everywhere, and couldn't help pulling him to stand up.

"Eric, take me to your palace." She said impatiently.

"Yes, my queen." The Phantom smiled unconsciously. He walked to the wall and pulled a curtain cord, and a passage appeared there.

This was the second time she walked in the tunnel, and the feeling was completely different from the first time.

The dark walls were full of security now, the flowing stream was lively and lovely, and even the winding tunnel seemed very short.

Phantom took her hand and walked quickly through the tunnel, and they started running slowly, Carlotta couldn't help laughing.

"Eric, don't run so fast." She took his hand, and he stopped immediately and looked back at her.

In this dark underground, her smile shone brighter than the moonlight, illuminating his cold heart.

"Carota, my master, my moon." Phantom said as if chant, and then hugged her tentatively.

"Eric..." Carlotta wrapped his arms around his neck and was hugged by his waist.

Carlotta was not thin, but in the strong embrace of the Phantom, she was as petite as a doll.

He hugged her gently like a cloud, and his eyes could hardly leave her face, making one wonder if he was looking at the road.

But his steps were so steady that she could hardly feel the bumps.

Leaning in his broad arms, she smelled the scent of roses, the scent of flowers from his garden.

He seemed to intentionally bring the intact half of his face close to her, and it was already very clear, reflecting the light like marble.

Those eyes were the same color as the night, and they often shone with a cold light like the night, but his skin was very white, which was pale without seeing the sun all year round.

His lips are reddish and perfect like a sculpture, and as long as there is singing there, one can be addicted to his voice and be immersed in the incomparable charm.

The secret passage soon came to an end, he gently put her on the boat, and then he sat up, and the boat followed the water to his underground palace.

The roses in the garden exude a faint sweet fragrance, and the light mist fills the air, giving people the illusion of being in a fairyland.

She was carried off the boat by him and walked through this dreamy garden.

They passed the piano last time, and the sculptures along the way, until they came to the door on the right.

The door was opened.

Carlotta almost held her breath. Is this the bedroom of the princess, or the bedroom of the fairy?

The pure white wool carpet was covered with petals, and the bright red rose petals decorated the ground into a thick tapestry.

Exquisite works of art are arranged in random order on the carpet, shining brightly under the candlelight, and the red gauze curtain waits quietly in front.

The gauze curtain opened automatically, and there was a crystal bright shell bed lying there quietly, waiting for the arrival of Princess Pearl.

He put her on the shell bed, turned around and walked out, the gauze curtain closed automatically, and only his hazy figure could be seen.

"Eric..." Carlota called him with some reluctance.

"Carlotta, my master, I am here." His voice came from outside the veil, with a gentleness like moonlight.

She hesitated for a while, then lay down on the bed.The figure outside the gauze curtain stood there quietly, like a loyal guard.

He loves her, but dare not get close to her.

why?Her eyes looked out of the gauze curtain with a hint of doubt.

Is it because of his face?Isn't it enough not to look at his face, must let him let go of his knot?

However, she wasn't ready yet.

What would she do if it was really ugly beyond her tolerance?

Was she going to keep cutting off her visual awareness in front of him, deceiving herself?

He was so familiar with her breathing that he had counted its rhythm countless times at night until dawn, and knew immediately that she hadn't fallen asleep.

A faint singing sound came faintly, from outside the gauze curtain.

At this time, the gentle singing of the merman, or the affectionate caress of the music spirit?

With the ethereal and dreamy singing, she let go of her troubles and fell into a sweet dreamland.

The gauze curtain moved silently, and the black hem came to the bed. His eyes lingered on her delicate cheeks, but he no longer had the courage to reach out to touch her.

She is closer to herself, in her own "kingdom", but she is also farther away from him.

How much he wanted to hug her to sleep and stroke her delicate cheeks with his hands, but he couldn't.

She didn't know what kind of monster she was facing, and she lured him ignorantly, just like a flower lures bees.

But she didn't know that the bees would sting the flowers and make her wither and fall into hatred.

Whether it's disgust and fear, or hatred and disgust, he stands at the fork of the cliff, ready to be smashed to pieces at any time.

He wished so much that that day would never come, but could he stop her from loving him?Stop her from seducing him as she seduces a beau?

No, he could not refuse her favor, the gift he had dreamed of.

Is he going to become a real devil, seduce her when she knows nothing, take her virginity, and plunge her into endless darkness?

"God, I beg you, show me a bright path, and I will always worship and thank you." At this point, he could only turn to the God who had long since abandoned him.

When Carlotta woke up, she was still a little confused. When she saw the decorations around her, she remembered that she had come to an underground labyrinth.

The underground palace was quiet, she stepped on the soft petals with her bare feet, and opened the door.

The path in the garden was paved with fine sand, and it was itchy to step on her feet. She began to look for the trace of the phantom on this fragrant land.

The piano in the middle of the garden sat there quietly, and there was a half-written score and a portrait on the quiet desk.

She picked up the portrait and was taken aback for a moment.

For another instant, she suspected it was a photograph, not a painting.

But she has never been photographed in this garden, nor has she worn this robe.

So, this is drawn by Phantom.

"Carotta, my master, you are awake." Phantom came behind her with a trace of moisture.

She turned around and found that he seemed to have just gone out, holding a basket in his hand, which contained a lot of food, and the aroma inside quickly made her have an appetite.

The Phantom took her to the small table on the right side of the garden and sat down, and put the food on the table.

"Carlotta, my master, enjoy your lunch?" He filled the dining table with food that looked like works of art, making people suspect that he stole things from the palace.

She tasted it tentatively and found that the food was fresh and delicious.It was her first time trying French cuisine, and I have to say, it was really delicious.

"Eric, why don't you eat it?" She picked up a clam on another plate and pushed it in front of him.

"I'll eat it, Carlotta." He looked away reluctantly, and picked up the food from the dinner plate.

Since he said it was lunch, it should be noon now. She looked around and thought about how to pass the afternoon.

"Come with me, Carlotta." Phantom stood up, motioning for her to hold his hand.

Immediately she stood up after him, and walked down a mysterious path.

The path soon came to an end, a stone door opened silently, and the lights inside were automatically lit, illuminating a path.

They entered this mysterious path, and passed many rooms along the way, in which were placed all kinds of strange things, precious as gems, cheap as glass, and they were thrown on the ground at random.

"What's that, Eric?" She smelled a strong fragrance and looked at him with some surprise.

"This is the wine cellar, my lord."

Phantom led her to pick out brandy, and continued to explore inside.

The path soon ends, and there is a room full of glass mirrors, which is very magical.

Carlotta put the wine bottle in front of a mirror, and found that there were hundreds of bottles of wine in the room, she smiled thoughtfully.

Then she pulled out her hand mischievously, and suddenly disappeared in front of Phantom.

"Carotta?" Phantom was very surprised that she had disappeared, and he immediately searched the room.

It was a labyrinth of mirrors, like the one in the Persian palace, which he built.

But for the first time, he discovered that someone had found out the pattern so quickly and hid.

The reflection angle of this mirror is very tricky, if you want to make your figure not expand like that bottle of wine, you have to avoid all the reflection angles.

He followed this mysterious angle and left the room.

This is a mysterious tropical rainforest, with uneven land, trees, flowers and plants, all of which are indistinguishable from real rainforests.

Carlotta looked up at the sky, and found that the white clouds in the blue sky floated according to a fixed law, which was very realistic under the light.

She took off her outer skirt and only wore a white skirt to feel cooler.

When Phantom arrived, she saw her drinking wine standing under a tree, her white arms dazzled in the air: "Carotta..."

She doesn't seem to be able to drink well. At this time, her skin is slightly red, and her breath is filled with the sweet aroma of wine.

She walked towards him, almost falling into his arms.

After barely standing still, she raised the wine bottle and motioned for him to take a sip: "Eric, come and have a drink."

He supported her with one hand, took the bottle with the other, and took a sip.

"Cough cough cough..." He was a rich wine taster, but he choked himself for the first time.

As long as he thought that she had drunk this wine bottle and kissed it with her delicate lips like petals, he couldn't stop thinking about it.

"Eric." She frowned and watched him cough, then stroked his chest unconsciously.

The cough passed quickly, and Phantom watched her stiffly in her arms, with her white hand still on her chest.

"Carotta, you're drunk." He looked at her nervously, hoping that she would leave him quickly, but also holding an undeniable hope.

"I didn't, hold me, Eric." Instead, she rested her head in his arms, leaning on him as if she was powerless.

"You're drunk, Carlotta..." He restrained his gaze from resting on the white chest, picked her up by the waist, and walked back.

She snorted weakly, rubbed against his shoulder, and looked at his profile with hazy eyes.

When he stopped, the Adam's apple hidden under the white shirt rolled violently, and the sweat finally dripped from his forehead.

She couldn't help but raised her hand to touch the water droplet lightly, and wet her fingertips.

The fingertips left a warm touch on the face, which was a little itchy.

"Carlotta, don't move." His voice became hoarse and he began to warn her.

"But I want to move." She smiled coquettishly, stroking her body down, resting on her slightly parted lips for breathing.

Under her touch, the light-colored lips became very bright, like blooming roses, attracting mouthwatering.

She finally put down her hand, Phantom let out a sigh of relief, just took a step, almost threw her to the ground.

He hugged her tightly instinctively, lost the perception of the outside world, time, space, and was very illusory to him at this moment.

Her sweet breath conveyed to him, and that warm touch confused him like a devil, and he even forgot to turn his head away.

Carlotta pressed his lips to his, and sucked lightly again, feeling him tremble slightly, like a taut string, strumming with pleasure and pain.

Warm drops of water fell on her face, interrupting Carlotta's actions, she froze and looked up.

Phantom cried.

She was a little overwhelmed, this was the first man she cried for, and she was about to speak when she saw him hurriedly put her down and ran away in embarrassment.

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