"Don't you want to see what it would be like for him to fall in love with me because he forgot you?"
After she said what I said, she stared at Yun Dieyi's reaction without blinking, trying to see some look of panic or fear on her face, but in the end, she was disappointed and she could no longer tell the difference.
Yun Dieyi disguises herself too well, but it’s still her nature.
The smile on Yun Dieyi's lips remained unchanged, "You should still make yourself faint and dream."
If the space-time technology wasn't so backward, I would have given her a USB---you.
She had been talking nonsense with Cang Shu for so long, not just to cause trouble, but also to find out what kind of voodoo it was and to learn more about it in more detail. Before coming here, she had already thought of many strategies.
Let the saint speak.
As a result, I accidentally overestimated her IQ.
It was just a provoking method to ask her to introduce Gu in such detail. It was really insulting to my own wisdom to talk to her.
She is really good at level 2. Looking at this level, she should have a mind that ranges from level 2 to positive infinity.
She really didn’t want to hit Cang Shu’s idiot. She thought that Jun Feimo would like her if she forgot about herself? Jun Feimo’s ability to distinguish the aura of good and evil has always been unbelievable to her. How could she fall in love with the Saint Cang Shu who has such a weird aura?
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And Mo Feijun's mysophobia, even if he forgets her, he won't change at all. Will he accept a hamster?
Damn it, it's really suitable for her to inject some sedatives to prevent her old neurosis from attacking her and making it difficult to save herself.
The night was like ice, and the night wind blew up from under the sky and blew past.
Yun Dieyi looked into Cang Shu's eyes as if she were looking at a toy, and her toys generally had only two endings, one was to treasure it if she liked it, and the other was to tear it apart and destroy it if she didn't like it. It was obvious.
, Cangshu belongs to the latter.
Her hands flew across Cang Shu's body, and in the blink of an eye she had tapped several acupoints. The technique of tapping acupoints was originally a part of ancient martial arts, and it was not unusual for her to know how to do it. The point was that her acupuncture tapping was not just to restrict Cang Shu.
Personal freedom is so simple.
The acupuncture points she tapped allowed Cang Shu to enjoy the pain of splitting muscles and bones even more while being still and unable to move.
Her Mo Feijun is in pain, and Cang Shu should also experience the pain of not being able to die. This is fair.
In an instant, Cang Shu was twisted in pain, but could not move, and could not even vent his pain.
Sweat also soaked out of her forehead and dripped down her cheeks. Yundie Yiyan took a plate with a smile, collected her dripping sweat, and looked at Cang Shu's frightened face that was about to burst, and forcefully
Pour it into her mouth.
Then she smoothly transplanted the jade plate to her chin. She was sweating and her posture was as elegant as a fairy. It seemed that what she was completing was an art rather than torture. Her sweet and delicate voice sounded, "It's disgusting, but it's a good show."
At the back."
The Miao people often put those unappetizing bugs into other people's bodies, and let the bugs do evil and writhe in other people's bodies. They never feel that there is anything disgusting about their actions, but are proud of it.
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So today, she will let Cang Shu know what disgusting is.
She, Yun Dieyi, has never lacked the means to torture people.
The other free hand clamped Cang Shu's chin, almost crushing her delicate chin.