The main god of fast wear is playing again

Chapter 787 Teacher Shen, are you in love? ([-]) Add more changes to the last zero! ! !
The paper towel was obviously sprayed with something unclean, it smelled very pungent, and it also caused dizziness.

Tu Zhimeng struggled and wanted to ask Dongzao for help, but she couldn't get in touch.

After a while, I passed out.

When he woke up again, he was lying on a white princess bed, his limbs were firmly handcuffed to the bed, unable to move.

Tu Zhimeng looked around vigilantly. The room was large and tidy, exuding a faint fragrance, and equipped with all kinds of equipment, but there was no window, only a vent less than one meter away.

She was looking around carefully, when she heard footsteps approaching outside the door, she subconsciously closed her eyes.

Play dead.

The person outside unlocked the door and opened the door to come in.

High-end leather shoes make a rattling sound when walking.

He walked to the bed, looked at the person on the bed, a strange smile appeared on his delicate face, and his cold fingers lightly brushed across Tu Zhimeng's face.

"Xiaomeng, I will definitely make you fall in love with me this time."

A strange and cold voice reached Tu Zhimeng's ears.

Tu Zhimeng was taken aback, and a name suddenly appeared in his mind.

Ling Heng.

Yes, Ling Heng is right.

During the period of his disappearance, he built this villa in the style of a European castle, using the best materials.

It's just because he feels that his Xiaomeng is worthy of the best in this world.

Ling Heng pulled away the chair, sat down, and looked at Tu Zhimeng quietly.

"Xiaomeng, I know you're awake, but you don't want to see me, and I know that too."

"But I really love you so much, you know? I fell in love with you from the first moment I saw you."

"But you don't like me, every life likes you..."

"Is it because of his identity? If you want, I can kill him and replace him as the main god."

"Xiaomeng, do you like me once?"

...

He spoke nonsense incoherently, with a paranoid and humble tone in his tone.

Tu Zhimeng couldn't help but feel apprehensive, afraid that he would do something amazing.

"Xiaomeng, it's okay, I'll let you see the true face of that man."

"I will prove that he only loves you, and I am the one who loves you the most in this world..."

As Ling Heng spoke, he picked up the prepared dagger and stretched it towards Tu Zhimeng's face.

Tu Zhimeng sensed the approaching danger and opened her eyes. From the first fear to the last, only calm and calm remained.

Ling Heng seemed dissatisfied with Tu Zhimeng's reaction, and asked with a frown.

"Why aren't you afraid? You should be afraid, you should beg me, I won't ruin your face."

Tu Zhimeng sneered, the corners of her lips full of sarcasm.

"Because I'm also curious if he will still love me if my face is ruined."

She spoke slowly, but her eyes were firm.

They seem to trust each other.

Ling Heng noticed this, and suddenly inserted the dagger in his hand into the pillow, his pupils constricted violently, gradually lost control of his emotions, and smashed the chair with a bang.

No, that's not what he wanted to see.

What he wanted to see was that Xiaomeng was afraid and begged for mercy.

Want to see them suspicious of each other, not firm in their relationship.

Not like this now!

Tu Zhimeng watched Ling Heng's self-destruction there calmly, and somehow wanted to play a sad music for him, with slow motion or something

Thinking about that scene, I felt an urge to laugh.

Afterwards, Tu Zhimeng spent two days quietly in this weird room without making trouble or rushing.

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TAT originally wanted to change it ten thousand times, but it didn’t move. I will make up for the remaining eight changes~
(End of this chapter)