Chapter 216 The Sound of Killing

Good night?

snort!

  Xiao Jiuhan snorted lightly.

  Late at night, the classic and elegant wall clock made almost inaudible mechanical sounds, and the hour hand just pointed to twelve o'clock.

  The whole villa is dark and quiet.

  A slender hand grasped the doorknob and pushed it open easily.

  Moonlight entered the window, and Lingling fell on the pillow like water. The face on the bed lost the coldness of being awake, and added a touch of heart-warming tranquility and gentleness.

  Fu Ronglan raised the corners of her lips slightly, and went to bed lightly.

  Xiao Jiuhan, who was supposed to be sound asleep on the bed, suddenly said coldly: "Get out."

   Heh, did she really think she would sleep soundly in the tiger and wolf den?

  Fu Ronglan was only slightly taken aback, then smiled and lay down beside her: "This is my home, I can sleep wherever I want."

  Xiao Jiuhan squinted at the people around him in the dark: "Do you think you are normal now?"

  As long as a normal man, who would touch another man's bed in the middle of the night?

"unusual."

  Unexpectedly, Fu Ronglan didn't shy away from it, and didn't even hesitate.

  He looked up at the mottled projection on the roof, and whispered in a deep and mellow voice: "When I met you, I was already abnormal."

  Xiao Jiuhan was stunned, and turned to look at him.

  Fu Ronglan suddenly turned over and pressed her under him, kissing her lips deeply.

  The fierce and domineering kiss, like a violent storm in the middle of the night.

  Xiao Jiuhan frowned, and wanted to push him away without even thinking about it, but Fu Ronglan was too powerful, no matter how much she refused, she would not move.

  Suddenly, her heart shook violently.

what happened?

  Why did she feel as if there were some huge monsters entrenched around her body, big enough to occupy the entire room, and suppress her tightly?

   "There is something!"

  She tried to look up in amazement, but under the moonlight, she could only vaguely see the scene in the room, obviously there was nothing.

  Fu Ronglan's deep smile came from his ear: "Is there?"

  Xiao Jiuhan was taken aback, could it be that he made it?

  The one just now is definitely not her illusion, but it doesn't seem to be the power to turn gas into reality, it's more like... some kind of huge living thing!

  This feeling made her hairs stand on end, and every pore was instantly on guard.

   "Fu Ronglan, stop!"

  However, at some point, Fu Ronglan pulled out the corner of the shirt she tied inside, and the cool palm touched her skin as if carrying an electric current, reaching the depths of her soul. At this moment, suddenly—

"kill!!"

  The turbulent sound of killing suddenly swept from the depths of Xiao Jiuhan's soul like a magnificent wave, mighty and mighty!

  She suddenly opened her eyes, and the silver pupils appeared, and the silver halo turned into layers of ripples and rushed out, directly rushing Fu Ronglan, who was still immersed in the gentleness, and flew out.

  Fu Ronglan slammed his back against the wall, clutching his chest and coughing uncontrollably, but he couldn't care about these now, the sudden change in front of him made his pupils shrink in astonishment.

  Lying on the bed, Xiao Jiuhan was bathed in silvery white light, and his body slowly floated up. What scientific gravity seemed to have no effect on her.

  She just stood on the bed, or more precisely, she was floating in the air, majestic, sacred, and inviolable, looking down at Fu Ronglan coldly.

   "You..." Fu Ronglan quickly recovered her composure, and asked in a cold voice, "You are not him, who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed again, and he covered his chest in amazement, but this time it was not because of the impact, but because he felt that the pure white bead in his body seemed to be summoned and drawn by some kind, and was about to break apart. out.

   But he himself is in a special situation now, once this bead leaves his body, he... will die!

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