Chapter 2187 Doctor of Ability's Doomsday God (76)

His tongue licked his thin lips, "Do you like it? My partner in the complex."

The person who made his heart move for the first time, the first time he had possession.

The beauty of the fledgling complex turned into a dark and evil temptation in him.

And turned Bai Weiwei into a prisoner in his prison.

It's just innate, bondage.

If the master personality is not facing out of control, he will not let him out.

After all, how could he hide his dark psychology towards his fledgling complex.

When the weak personality is broken and infected.

He is the farthest and the least infected.

But the possession bred by the darkness has expanded infinitely.

The master Ge clearly had that kind of thought, but he didn't dare to touch her again.

He even wanted to pretend to be that weak personality to win her pitifully weak sympathy.

It's ridiculous.

He laughed so hard he couldn't sit up.

Zero's thin red lips curved into a gorgeous and beautiful smile.

If it were him, he wouldn't be as clingy as the main character.

What you want, you have to get it through unscrupulous schemes, tricks, robbery, and plunder, right?

Even if she struggles and breaks in the end, it's okay.

The broken her is still his, and he doesn't mind at all.

Bai Weiwei felt that she was blinded by Ling's smile that was as gorgeous as a rose.

This evildoer.

It is completely different from the previous two personalities.

Everyone is carnival, fast-paced drums and pianos, dancing around the flames, and the sound of barbecue.

Constitutes a blurred and noisy background.

Let Ling's half-shadowed face in the dark be like Satan descending into the world, evil and full of incredible perfection.

Her ankle was really numb.

If it weren't for wearing pants today, I wouldn't even dare to imagine what this guy could do in public.

No, it's not safe to wear pants.

With this personality in front of him, even a look in his eyes when he is well-clothed can make people kill each other.

Bai Weiwei's body stiffened and she struggled hard for a long time, a shameful expression appeared on her face.

Her voice was suppressed, cold and angry, "Let go of me, you, this..."

You can't scold anything, and you can't scold a vixen.

People are all broken.

Zero lazy: "Hmm?"

One, the sound is drawn out, sweet and greasy.

"Angry?" He smiled, with a hateful smugness in his smile.

He moved his body lazily, leaning against her, resting his head on her shoulder, smelling the fragrance of her hair.

His voice was low and hoarse, "Hey, don't struggle, the more you struggle, the more...excited I am."

Goosebumps were raised.

Sure enough, Bai Weiwei didn't struggle any more, and just looked at him calmly.

"I think you are sick, do you need me to fill out the application form for you to apply for a psychiatrist?"

Zero's gray-blue hair, in the gloomy firelight, has an extra layer of misty beauty.

After hearing her words, he was not angry or angry.

Instead, he couldn't help laughing, the tails of his eyes turned up slightly, and his voice slowed down a bit.

A sweet, greasy smile also appeared.

"Of course I'm sick. You are my sickness. It's a terminal illness."

Listen, the skill of this sweet talk.

Think about the little cute fourth baby, and then look at the big baby with paralyzed face.

Of the two personalities, one qualified for coquettishness, and the other qualified for rational force.