Chapter 545

"Don't move. Hold on, or you know."

Luo Wanyi did not dare to move after listening to the metaphor.

But after only a few seconds, her face began to turn pale, "for Why don't you let me move? It hurts, it hurts. It's killing me. "

Yu se was completely unmoved, and continued to shake the glass bottle in his hand. "Luo Dong only needs to endure for half an hour. As long as you can persist for half an hour, the thing will come out."

"Half an hour, are you sure?" Luo Wanyi asked in disbelief.

"Sure." The metaphor glanced at Luo Wanyi and Mo San, then continued to shake the small glass bottle in his hand with an absolutely unquestionable look.

As a result, after a while, Luo Wanyi's face suddenly changed, more pale, and her face almost changed in shape.

However, she still gritted her teeth and insisted: "OK, I will endure for half an hour. If you still can't take out the things in my mind after half an hour, I will definitely let you disappear from Jingyao's side."

"Luo Dong, you are not the only one who is an adult. Jingyao and I are both. We have our own ideas and circles. Therefore, we should do what we have promised. Of course, if you can't hold on to it, it has nothing to do with me.

What's more, if you want me to disappear from Jingyao's side, you need my consent and Jingyao's consent. Otherwise, I'm sorry, you may not be able to do it. Otherwise, if Luo Dong really has this ability, Jingyao and I would have been separated. "

Choked, Luo Wanyi's face suddenly red and white, incomparable lively, after a long time wheezing way: "OK, quickly get that thing out of my mind."

Unless she saw it with her own eyes, who knows if there is something in her brain, maybe it is the metaphor that is deceiving her.

However, the way of taking things is really special.

She always shakes the glass bottle, and the most amazing thing is that with the speed-up of metaphor, luowanyi's headache frequency is faster and faster, and the interval is only one or two minutes.

This time, she ignored Luo Wanyi.

She didn't have time to fight with Luo Wanyi.

The metaphor swayed while observing the situation of luowanyi.

Luo Wanyi has been tolerating, but her face is getting worse and worse.

Xu is more and more painful, her mouth is chanting something to ease the pain.

Suddenly, she looked up at the metaphor. "Something seems to be moving in my brain. Can you tell me if the thing in my brain can move?"

"Do you think it's crawling around?" Yu se has been worried about luowanyi's failure to cooperate. Now it can be seen that she is cooperating, and she is extremely tolerant.

"Yes, yes." Feeling the situation in her head, Luo Wanyi nodded. The metaphor was right, but it was clearly in her brain, and not in the metaphorical brain, but she knew no less about it than she did.

"What we're doing now is to suck it out."

Luo Wanyi was stunned. "It's impossible. How can you suck it out? Where does it come from? "

"If you just hold on, it's coming out soon." It was found that Luo Wanyi's face was changing faster and faster. She knew that it would be finished in a short time.

Time passes by.

The air was full of tension.

The color of the hand shaking faster and faster, suddenly, the air began to float a strange fragrance.

At first, the strange fragrance was only light and shallow, hardly audible, but with the passage of time, the fragrance began to grow from light to strong, and soon the room was full of fragrance.

Accompanied by this strange smell, luowanyi's headache is becoming more and more serious.

Luo Wanyi couldn't hold on because of her headache. She kept looking up and banging on her reclining chair.

Although the reclining chair is made of wood, it is not fatal to knock your head down, but it still affects the progress.

Yu se squinted, and then said without hesitation: "Mo San, fix Luo Dong's head, can't move."

"This..." Mo San hesitated, this is Luo Wanyi, he really dare not.

Yu se didn't embarrass him, but asked Luo Wanyi, "does Luo Dong have any opinion? If you have any opinions, I will stop immediately and keep the things in your mind. Anyway, it's your own business to stay for the rest of your life. I won't hurt, I won't itch, I won't feel bad. "

"Mo San, you You come... " Luo Wanyi gritted her teeth and nodded, "quick Come on... "

If you press Yu Mo, you can force her to let go.

Yes, if it is not due to Luo Wanyi's identity, such a task is really trivial to him, it is nothing at all.

This time, the difference from the previous mission is just because the object is luowanyi.

But Luo Wanyi agreed with her, so he was not afraid.He stepped forward to fix luowanyi's head. Even if it was a small impact on the head, shaking the head was not allowed.

The aroma in the room is more thick, as if the concentration of jasmine bloom, but the aroma and jasmine fragrance is not the same.

Luo Wanyi couldn't move her head, but she could still shout.

Yu se didn't stop her mouth.

It is a kind of capital punishment to keep her from moving, so let her shout.

It's a different kind of vent.

Just shouting, luowanyi's voice became hoarse. Even if she wanted to be loud, she couldn't be loud.

Xu is very painful, Luo Wanyi's face has been distorted.

The whole person was sweating.

Even Mo San can't see it.

Anyway, it's Mo Shao's mother. I really can't see it.

However, every time I looked at the metaphor, she was firm. She was not disturbed by luowanyi's situation. She continued to shake the small bottle in her hand calmly.

If he was not sure that she had just graduated from high school, he would not even believe that she was just a little girl.

More than 20 minutes passed.

For Luo Wanyi, it's not too much to say that it's human purgatory.

"How long will it take?" Luo Wanyi cried and asked, "is it less than half an hour?" If she hadn't learned from yesterday to now how painful it is to have a headache, she thought it would be really hard for her to stick to it.

"In a few minutes, soon, soon."

This is the response of metaphor all the time, but although it is the same every time, the sentence "soon" falls in Luo Wanyi's ear, which is the best language to listen to.

Because that was hope for her.

"How long has it been

"A few minutes."

At this time, the small bottle in his hand was close to Luo Wanyi's head, only about three centimeters away.