C4 lomisu (1/2)
Only after taking it off and examining it carefully did Guo Lin finally relax.
Guo Lin took the Butterfly Jewelry out of her bag. She found a clean knife and cut her palm with it, causing blood to flow into it. The butterfly continuously absorbed Guo Lin's blood like a sponge absorbing water. As soon as the blood droplets dripped onto it, they disappeared. Furthermore, a demonic light flashed through the eyes of the Butterfly Jewelry in its hand.
Suddenly, the Butterfly Jewelry in his hand disappeared and he stood in a strange place. This was the new space after the fusion of the bracelet and Butterfly Jewelry. It was indeed different from what it was before.
The airtight space, originally only a dozen square meters, had now been doubled to nearly thirty square meters. The space became wider. In the center of the space, there was a small spring. The spring water was clear. Standing on the grass and smelling it, he could smell the fragrance of the hidden valley. One couldn't help but want to drink it. Guo Lin thought about how the poison in her own space was not enough to kill her, it seemed that the female lead, Luo Die's, skin was getting better and better in the apocalypse. Presumably, it was the effect of this spring water.
However, Guo Lin wasn't thinking about skin. She believed that drinking the spring water would change her weak body. When she saw her weak and delicate body possessed by Lin Daiyu, she finally no longer needed to injure the Brain Meridian.
He quietly waited for the expected amount of pain, but after a long time, there was no response. No, there seemed to be a stench around him. He lowered his head to look at his exposed skin.
How good was the life of the female lead! Drinking spring water required a lot of pain, but this, this spring water, your mother! Guo Lin wanted to point her middle finger and curse the heavens, but when she thought about the fact that she was eating the spring water herself, she felt slightly comforted.
After leaving the space, Guo Lin took a hot bath. She did have space now. She didn't want to waste too much time with the Guo family, and her fiancé had no feelings for him either. She was afraid that she would be disgusted by them. For the mistress, she was safe with her. With a female lead, nothing good can be yours. Even thinking about it would be tantamount to feeling aggrieved when faced with the female owner's delicate white lotus. The female lead always sounds good, everything is for your own good. What do you mean, I didn't mean it … In the end, gynaecism who had already suffered a loss became a bad guy. If there was any danger, the gynaecism would be the perfect substitute for the dead. One died in the last. After death, everyone had to take it for granted. It was just a matter of trying to comfort the female lead. Just thinking about it made his head hurt. Those guys' heads must have been pinched by the door.
He had to stay as far away from the female lead as possible! I can't.
Just as Guo Lin was thinking about this, she saw the female lead calling her. Guo Lin didn't even want to hear her voice and hung up. After cleaning up. She then checked out of her room and left the hotel.
During this period of time, Guo Lin's phone kept calling him, so she impatiently pulled out her card and casually threw it away. As for the female lead, whoever wanted to be the Holy Mother would be the one!
As for Luo Die, who was constantly making phone calls, she was feeling impatient at the moment. She Shed originally wanted to ask Guo Anan to borrow the bracelet she had taken a fancy to last time to properly show off for a month. However, every time she thought about the thing she had borrowed, that fool Guo Anan would not even urge him to return it, and it would naturally become his. He had liked this bracelet for a long time and always felt it was extraordinary. This time, she finally had a chance to borrow a bracelet. When she wanted to call someone early, she couldn't get through.
Luo Die was getting impatient, what was going on with Guo Anan, she couldn't find him at the critical moment.
A man who had been admiring Luo Die for a long time saw the beauty and became anxious. She wished that she could pacify her immediately. She was feeling anxious!
He walked to Luo Die's side and asked: ”Junior Sister Luo, what's wrong? Is there anything that you need help with?”
Luo Die raised her head and saw that she was dressed like a rich second generation. She turned her thoughts around with a wronged face, ”Senior, I'm fine, I'm really alright.” He said to the fuerdai through tears, ”Really.”
In order to make the senior believe him, he held on to his eyes and droplets of tears fell down his cheeks, seducing others. His small mouth was slightly open, and he was extremely delicate. His breathing quickened. It was like a pure lily, making one want to commit a crime.
The senior's eyes lit up with fire, wishing that he could immediately transform into a wolf.
The senior coughed lightly and anxiously to hide his embarrassment, then said to Luo Die softly: ”Don't call me senior, I am Shao Hui, you can call me A Hui.”
Luo Die shyly lowered her head and called out softly, ”Ai Hui.” Her voice was soft and tender, carrying the softness of a young girl. She raised her head and charmingly looked at Shao Hui, then immediately lowered her head, revealing a hundred fold neck, like a white swan.
Shao Hui's entire body went soft from the shout, as light as a feather. His eyes shone with a wolf light as he stared at Luo Die's wrinkled neck. At this moment, he was willing to do anything!
Luo Die realized that the way Shao Hui saw him, thought of her own beauty, and the way the other men looked at him, made him very proud.
Shao Hui saw Luo Die's performance clearly, and was secretly happy for her man's true colors. After inviting Luo Die to a private room in a teahouse, Luo Die who felt wronged finally spoke of her difficulties.
Shao Hui hurriedly comforted the beauty that he had thought of for a long time.
It was Luo Die reporting injustice again, and it was slandering Guo Anan again. Luo Die quickly explained, ”No, An'an didn't do it on purpose …”