Chapter 1325 Master's Little Demon Girl (101)
Bai Weiwei didn't have any patience. She smiled and pulled his fingers away. "Okay, let's get together, there is no trace of snow. I have to go find the next man. You are just a sacrifice for the saint." , or my test work."
She said so lightly, "It seems that it is not difficult to get a man's absolute love, the next man, do you think that is better?"
The snow-free fingers were pulled away by her and thrown into the blood.
She stood up and said excitedly: "Isn't there a black swordsman in the younger generation recently? I heard that he is pretty good-looking, and his personality is also disdain for women. It may be difficult to get it."
Snow has no trace of his eyes, and he looks at her back without hesitation.
A sad sorrow, pouring from the chest, eventually made his eyes start to glow red.
It was not good to be used as a game trophy.
The snow smiled without a trace, but the smile was ugly.
It's hard to see like crying.
He opened his mouth and hated to roll over his chest. Finally, his cold and low voice sounded with the last trace of humbleness.
"Wei Wei, I cooked you red bean soup, you drink hot."
He thought she liked it and couldn't wait to do it herself.
I am afraid of being cold, but I am still warm with internal strength.
Red bean soup should have more heat.
Bai Weiwei was interrupted, and some angry turned back and said: "What is delicious in red bean soup, hehe."
After that, she came to him in a light footstep.
Looking at him, Bai Weiwei's face was cold, she said: "Master, time is almost up, you go to the stove, this is also the process of becoming a saint to sacrifice a man's love."
She said that there was another affectionate laugh.
Smile in her eyes, bright with the broken light on the lake.
Her voice is warm and sweet, "Master, you still love me, right."
Snow looked at her silently, she was a cruel fireworks, dazzling to death.
He tried his best to lift the abandoned hand and tried to touch her face.
"Love……"
He can't deceive himself, he loves her.
The pain of the chest, the degree of seizures, is deeper and more insane than any one.
When Bai Weiwei heard his words, he immediately patted his hand. "You don't touch me with your hands."
The snow-free hand fell back to the ground, and the fingertips smothered the blood, which was very miserable.
Bai Weiwei reached out and walked under him, dragging him to the fire step by step.
She complained, "Master, can't you eat less? Let me drag hard."
Snow did not see her, really took him to the fire.
The last hope in his eyes disappeared.
The temperature of the fire is clear, it is the place where the sword is cast, and once the person enters the bones, there is no deposit.
Bai Weiwei pressed him to the fire. This stove is very huge. If people fall in, there is no possibility of survival.
Behind him is the stove, but Bai Weiwei does not stop.
She held his arm with one hand, her eyes were cold and beautiful, her smile was cruel and indifferent.
"Master, then I am going to find the next man, you will die with peace of mind, I will miss you."
Said too perfunctory.
She feels that he has fallen in love with her.
So even lazy in disguise?
The snow was finally confirmed, and there was really no feeling in her eyes. His heart was missing.
Empty, only pain filled the dark hole.
(End of this chapter)