The First Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-Four Chapters, the Prosperous Woman, Do You Wear Books? (Forty One)

night,

Meng Feimo stood in the middle of the room, holding a miniature doll in his hand.

Eyes haunted.

Touching the little doll obsessively, Meng Feimo let out a low sentence, "I'm sorry, Jiu Bai... I didn't mean to."

He looked at the puppet in front of him expectantly, "You will forgive me, right?"

Suddenly, his tone suddenly became gloomy, with a gloomy gloomy coldness, "How can you like others? What is Ye Yanhan like? Only me, you need to know, only I can be by your side. "

His tone fluctuated from low to high, his tone was sharp and strange, and he looked extremely emotionally unstable, "You are mine, mine! As long as you like me, I will accompany you to become the most honorable queen in the world! As long as you like me ,like me……"

He hid in a dark corner, and suddenly smiled madly, looking like a madman, and said to himself: "You must be what I like, right? You must like me..."

The cold moonlight swayed down and reflected on the puppet in front of Meng Feimo.

It's a miniature version of the dyed white look!

Weird and heart-pounding.

Meng Feimo burst into tears, tears running down his face, while he cried, he threw the doll into the candlelight, crying and laughing, like a lunatic, "Why are you disobedient, why, why? You have to force me, I don't want to... I did it!"

He wiped the tears on his face with the back of his hand, looking embarrassed, but with a hint of cruelty, "Don't worry, it will be soon, soon..."

The solitary doll was quickly drawn into the flames and turned into soot...

In the gloomy and depressing night, only the man who turned into a madman was left in the corner of flickering light and dark.

Seven Palaces,

Dianbai languidly leaned on the side of the handsome and noble man. She half-squinted her eyes, feeling the strangeness of her body, raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was a strange darkness in the bottom of her eyes.

"explain?"

These words, with a hint of danger, were naturally spoken by He, Feng Luo.

Feng Luo: "..."

a little nervous,

The system doesn't know either.

There is no indication in the data sheet.

"Host... let me check it out." Feng Luo took care of his heart and rolled over to check the information.

Ranbai whispered, "What do you want?"

"This system can cheer you up!" Feng Luo said plausibly and confidently.

"I don't know if the system can dissect it?" Yanbai's indifferent face,

Quietly opened his mouth.

Sealed: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Host, you, what are you trying to write?

"Host, calm down! Calm down!" Feng Luo's actions to check the information became faster.

"Host, found out!" Feng Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

The anatomical system thing really isn't fun at all.

"Speak." Ranbai opened his lips lightly, his posture arrogant and undisciplined.

Feng Luo: "..."

As a smart, cute and witty Tung, of course I choose to... say it.

"The original owner, I was attacked by someone. This is an emotion in a foreign region. It's far away from the Nvzun. Emotion, as the name suggests, uses emotion as a gu and controls it." Fengluo's furry little paw held the information. , made a roll in the system space, and recounted: "The following people's heart blood, making love Gu, using the doll as the thread of love, and wrapping the hair of the person who has been attacked to make love Gu."

"The original owner was the one who was infatuated with love, and he was still very powerful."

"Those who have been cheated by love will be controlled by those who have been cheated, and they will do things that they don't even know why."