Chapter 1780: Hell Envoy's exclusive Appreciator (29)

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Deep and floating, born and born.
When she was surrounded by cold water, she seemed to see the scene six hundred years ago.
Although it is very vague, it is clear that a woman dressed in a red palace uniform has pushed a person down the water.
It’s true that the night is not the same as the original killer.
The original master did not kill Liu Qidu, then the person who went to death dead to pass the message could not be the original owner.
Although she is sometimes arrogant and arrogant, if not a wicked wicked person.
But she didn't seem to have a chance to clarify for her. In fact, she was not too sad, just a little unwilling.
Because... I can’t give up my life.
I don't know how long it will take to meet this identity next time. Although he will be present in her in various capacities, it is not the same.
They have never enjoyed a happy time, and they are always dying.
This time... it seems to be her first.
I don’t know -
In an instant, Luo Ding felt that his body was hugged, and a pure white bath towel wrapped her. She squinted, and when she just wanted to open her eyes, she was picked up by the waist.
Du Jiusheng’s cheeks were reddish, and the redness spread from his cheeks to his ears.
In fact, at that moment, he saw what it was. The heart beats strongly, and the hot warmth reaches the atrium.
In the bedroom in the study room of Jiusheng, he gently put her on the bed and turned the room's heating to the highest.
She only felt that there was a pale blue shimmer in her chest, and the throat was tight, and the stuck water spit out.
Du Jiusheng hurriedly poured a cup of hot water to her side, gently patted her apostasy: "Is it better?"
I saw her holding the warm glass tightly in both hands and gently shook her head.
For the first time in this plane, I felt that I was so gentle in my life, with a slight pet and anxious.
"Cough--" She coughed twice and slowly said: "Why can he control me..."
"Normally, he can't." Du Jiusheng's eyebrows scorned, went to the closet and took out a white sweater and put it off her head: "It's different today."

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Luo Dingchen drilled the small head and said:
Because of the accident at the chemical plant? I just saw the news.

"Yeah." Du Jiusheng nodded and said: "There are too many dead souls, and the yin in the world will be particularly heavy. Jin Rongfeng can sneak into it."
"It turned out to be."
"It's my fault." He frowned and said: "I didn't expect... he has such a great energy to control you here."
"I think he is very difficult..." Luo Ding thought and thought: "I can feel that the power controls me, but it is not so powerful!"
If it is so strong, she has already drowned, perhaps she can't wait for her to survive.
"Of course, this is my place." Du Jiusheng's right hand swayed the hair dryer and went to his hand.
The warm breeze blew on her hair, very warm and warm.
If the system is here at this time, it will definitely give her a tone.
Because she can feel that Du Jiusheng should care about her.
Even, he never said anything.
"Hey - good feeling plus ten, the task completion is 10%." Luo whispered softly, his mouth with a difficult smile.
Du Jiusheng stunned and responded: "What are you talking about?"
Luo Ding only feels cheeks red, there is a feeling of inexplicable shyness.
In the next second, she blinked and smiled lightly: "I said to blow faster, cold!"
"Well..." He shook his hair dryer gently: "Okay."