Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Of course.

She didn't even have time to move.

A very soft voice entered his ears.

"do not want……"

It was a very soft sound.

It was as light as a feather swept across my heart.

Very hoarse, but could not hide the original moist.

Bai Zhen's footsteps were heavy.

He turned around suddenly and looked at the young man.

She had heard that voice a million times, and she was all too familiar with it.

Sometimes soft, sometimes soft, sometimes clear.

So unique and delightful.

So that even if she closed her eyes, she could still distinguish his tone.

The boy's eyes were covered with black cloth, but his appearance was far from Ye Yinchen's.

A little bright red dried wax oil is like a blossoming plum blossom, blooming on his flawless skin like jade.

Bloodstains and scars were intertwined, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his forehead was covered in fine sweat.

He was completely naked, and countless women's gazes flowed recklessly on him, and their cries were deafening.

Bai Zhen was shocked.

The shadow of the boy was reflected in the bottom of his eyes, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Is that him?

Are you wearing a human skin mask?

She already had the answer in her heart.

But still confirm with the system again.

The system gave a positive answer: [Yes. Host, look at how pitiful the pieces are. Not to mention being stabbed in the tendons and tendons, and sent to this kind of place for training and humiliation, host, hurry up and save the beauty, and complete the main quest by the way. 】

Bai Zhen froze in place for a long time.

Once again, the image of the young man with a peerless face and a spotless appearance, standing with a piano in his arms, appeared in his mind.

The waist is straight, the smile is bright, and the lotus is born step by step.

But now...

Lying in such an embarrassed way in the fireworks willow alley, surrounded by countless people, he was tormented like a plaything - ravaged...

The woman lifted her foot, kicked him twice, and turned him over.

The only remaining consciousness of the young man reached out to cover the exposed skin, and his knees curled up desperately. It seemed that this way, he could feel more secure.

But the man didn't do what he wanted.

She raised her leg and kicked the boy's arm away.

Then he lifted his foot and slammed into his palm, whose tendon had been severed.

The pain far surpassed the feeling of heat in the body, the young man let out a low throat, and then bit his lower lip firmly, and the blood smeared down the corners of his lips, adding a sense of coquettishness.

His hands were trampled under his feet.

But in Bai Zhen's eyes, what was under that person's feet was his dignity.

Such a proud man.

Even in Fengyue Pavilion before, he only played music without showing his face.

Even if the empress of a country invited him into the palace in person, she was still unmoved and had her own perseverance.

He's unhurried, he's thoughtful.

A white robe is always spotless, and a smile is always clean.

Publicly trampling his last dignity and pride to smash, thinking that it is killing him...

Bai Zhen clenched the sword in her hand.

I can't wait to slash that woman with a thousand knives right away.

But she can't.

Bai Zhen took a deep breath.

This is a game.

And the most important thing is that there are a lot of guards on each floor of Huayang Building.

She came in a hurry this time, and the dark guard is still on her way, and is expected to arrive tomorrow.

She is now alone to save him, and she is afraid that the odds of winning are not great.

But she couldn't just watch him being humiliated.

There must be a way.

Bai Zhen's brain was running fast, she looked around, and her eyes finally stopped on the wine bottle not far away.

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Good night little fairies~~(づ￣3￣)づ