Chapter 1762 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (111)

Yu Moqian saw her terrified face, what happened last night frightened her.

The blush in his eyes deepened, "I don't want to lock you up, but you are not in good health and need to cultivate."

Bai Weiwei's eyes turned cold, "I'm in good health, you...get this thing away for me."

Her feet protruded from under the quilt, and were tied to a thin silver chain with a yellow talisman on it.

Very slender chain, people who don't pay attention may think it is a decorative anklet.

But this thing can't stop being pulled no matter how hard it is, and what's even more frightening is that this thing is actually soft.

It's almost like a rope, but it just keeps pulling.

What high technology?

Bai Weiwei felt that this ghostly place looked like a bird cage.

If Yu Moqian didn't open the door, she probably wouldn't be able to escape.

Those talisman papers are not used to catch ghosts, but they seem to be very powerful when used to lock people.

Her delicate toes were covered with powder, and there were some ambiguous marks on her beautiful ankles, and her creamy skin was tinged with red, which looked very cute and beautiful.

Yu Moqian's eyes darkened a bit.

Bai Weiwei felt his expression turned wild, and immediately shrank her feet into the quilt, not daring to provoke him and said, "I can't run out anyway, you should take the chain off my feet, Yu Moqian."

The greed in Yu Moqian's eyes was withdrawn, and his demeanor softened.

"This rope will not hinder your actions, as long as I agree, you can take it anywhere."

As long as he agrees...

If he doesn't agree, she can't move.

It looks really dark.

Bai Weiwei's face was a little ugly, she suddenly pulled the quilt over, wrapped her body, and then stretched out her hand to push him away.

She stretched her feet and walked under the bed.

But the steps were too big, and some parts of her body hurt so much that she grinned.

Yu Moqian is a thing that is not as good as a beast.

Who says virgins can't do it, she thinks he can do it very well.

Yu Moqian leaned against the bed, and he stretched out his hand to beckon to Bai Weiwei, "Come back, Weiwei, you're not in good health, it's better to lie on the bed and rest."

Bai Weiwei turned her head and snorted coldly, "Yu Moqian, I'm a free man, can't you force your understanding of feelings? You are committing a crime now, and you are sick. You can't lock me up forever."

The tenderness on Yu Moqian's face disappeared bit by bit.

His expression could even be called sad, but at the same time, a cruel look was circulating in his eyes.

He murmured softly, "Emotions cannot be forced, but can they be deceived?"

She lied to him, but he didn't even want to care about it.

Because of cheating or not, she has already paid the price.

If she hadn't lied to him, she would be happy with him.

If she lied to him, she would be tortured with him.

Anyway, whether it is to get happiness or to be tortured.

All have to be with him.

Yu Moqian saw Bai Weiwei's blank and indifferent face, she didn't even know what she was facing.

I thought he was Yu Moqian from before.

Will always be gentle with her.

He looked down at the thin silver chain that continued to extend as she ran.

Yu Moqian didn't shorten the chain so that she couldn't escape.

Instead, let her run to the door.

He even thought about how to coax her to eat something later.

She didn't eat all day today, and she stubbornly refused to admit defeat with him.

Are liars always so annoyed when they fail to deceive people?

Bai Weiwei rushed to the door with a face full of resentment, the chains on her feet were as light as if they didn't exist, and she asked as she ran, "What's Yu Heihe's expression, hatred or anger?"