The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

Liu Huanjiao married Qin Minglang, but on the day of her wedding she met two robbing men.

Well, two.

One is Xu Diyao and the other is Lin Yawei.

Two neuroses!

I don’t want her to get married. I don’t know how to say it in the morning. I have to do such an unhappy thing on such a happy day!

After Liu Huanjiao slapped the two of them, the eyes went dark, and a familiar feeling appeared.

[Di, the host has completed the task and is ready to leave the world...]

[Di, has left the world]

When Liu Huanjiao opened her eyes, she thought she would see another new world, but her eyes were blank.

It is actually a space transfer station.

[010? 】

Liu Huanjiao just yelled, and 010 soon said, [Host~Host~Are you looking for something to do with me? ε=(′ο｀*))】

【never mind】

010, [o(╥﹏╥)o crying, why? Don't you love me, host? Is there a secret between you and me? 】

Liu Huanjiao didn't even bother to make an expression of disgust, [...Why would I transfer stations in space...]

[Hey, there is no reason, host, don’t you always come back here every time you complete a task? 】

Intuitively, 010 is more confused than her from beginning to end. Otherwise, she is holding on to something, she would rather die than say, she should not be able to dig out anything in this matter.

So Liu Huanjiao didn't ask much, seeing a recliner beside her, went to lie down.

In the past, she had never dared to do what she wanted, but now that she has done so many tasks, aside from other changes, she is indeed much more courageous.

It's tiring to do tasks.

Liu Huanjiao didn't know about others, but she knew very well that she hadn't slept well in a long time.

The Space Intermediate Station is the only place where she can be herself.

I don't know if it is a dream or what.

Liu Huanjiao slept in a dazed state, feeling someone slowly approaching, and even feeling the other person squat down.

It was very light, and it fell on her head very lightly, stroking it slowly.

She wanted to open her eyes, but like a nightmare, she couldn't move no matter how hard she struggled.

The other person was touching her head, then her face.

Very gentle, but very hot.

It was so hot that she woke up, but she was as white as before, and there was nothing.

As for behind... Liu Huanjiao slowly turned her head, and a figure appeared from behind in the empty place.

Is the main god.

Although I haven't seen it for a long time, I feel familiar just by looking at the other person's back.

Like a friend, Liu Huanjiao walked over and asked casually: "Lord God? What are you looking at?"

She was so familiar with it that she was surprised.

The main **** turned his head, it has always been like a sculpture, without any expression on his face, so cold that he doesn't even have an indifferent expression.

At this moment, for unknown reasons, the beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned. Naturally, even in this way, he is still earth-shattering handsome.

He seemed to be troubled, like falling from the sky to the mortal world, being forced to fall into the mortal passions and desires.

This should be regrettable, after all, no one wants pure, beautiful, and beautiful things to be stained with dirt.

But such a main god, Liu Huanjiao's heart was ready to move.

"Lord God, what's wrong with you?" She was like a demon, carefully tempting and seducing.

The main god's sight finally fell on Liu Huanjiao, and there was a flash of fear in the unpredictable eyes that were as deep as the sea.

Suffocating fear.

It seems that the water weeds that are tangling your feet in the river are slowly extending upwards, tangling your legs, body, face...

Liu Huanjiao, who was already full of bad water, couldn't help but shiver.

Lord God, "I seem to be losing her."

Liu Huanjiao was taken aback, "Huh? Lord God? What are you talking about?"

"I'm going to lose her! I'm going to lose her!"

Liu Huanjiao looked at the Lord God in this way, looked at his beautiful eyes like stars, spreading the ink color little by little, and finally dyed his eyes completely.

Like, staring into the abyss for too long.

Pulled in by the abyss.