Chapter 5: Even if you are born again, it's still unlucky

Liang Yin guessed right.
Sneer! The sharp dagger cut through the clothing in front of him. There was a sudden cold in the chest.
"You!" Liang Yin opened his eyes wide in shock, his face flushed and stared at the smiling man in front of him.
"Sister, the way you are angry is so beautiful." Before Qing Luo's words fell, the sharp blade suddenly fell.
A blood stain slowly overflowed on the fair skin.
A sharp tingling sensation spread in the chest. At that moment, the corners of Liangyin's eyes hurt and tears came out.
"Dead metamorphosis..."
Actually cut her buns!
"Sister, I have said it, I hate this name." The smile on Qing Luo's face gradually solidified, and his expression darkened.
He raised his slender index finger and suddenly squeezed Liang Yin's chin, his voice was cold and cold, "Why can't you remember my sister!"
The chin was almost squeezed off, tears in Liang Yin's heart ran.
This is really torture, it hurts to death!
Sure enough, even if she traveled to her previous life, she was still utterly unlucky!
"Male god! You have to think of a way, I am about to be abused to death by the boss!"
"Don't rush! My uncle is now accumulating strength and restoring your body, wait a minute!"
In the space system, the fat big gray cat raised a pair of front paws and made a squat movement.
Constantly exerting force, the fat all over his body was shaking.
If an unsuspecting person sees it, he must think he is constipated and is struggling to squeeze out something.
Seeing Liang Yin's eyes full of tears, Qing Luo gave a weird smile at the corner of his mouth, and threw the dagger in his hand into the water.
Although Qingluo lost the dagger, Liang Yin still couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, because she felt that this abnormality in front of her would have more terrifying means to deal with her!
Sure enough, Qing Luo lowered his head slightly and approached Liang Yin's injured wrist.
Seeing the pale cool tone, he couldn't help swallowing nervously.
This perversion shouldn't be it, want to bite off a piece of her meat!
Liang Yin just thought about it, only to feel a sudden cold on his wrist, and the wet and slippery touch was very soft and light.
Liangyin's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the scene in front of him incredulously.
Qing Luo was lowering her head, licking her wound with a pink tongue, once.
He, he was... licking her wound? !
With a bang, Liang Yin's brain plunged into a blank.
Liang Yin feels that his brain is not enough, do perverted bosses like to play this way? !
Is it just such a scene? Why is there an inexplicable sense of shame in my heart?
"You! Shut it up!" Tears filled the corners of Liang Yin's eyes, staring at the man in front of him in shame.
The man's ink-colored hair that had fallen down covered half of his face. After hearing it, Liang Yin stopped him with shame and angrily, suddenly raised his head, revealing the handsome face of all beings upside down.
The man's mouth still has blood drops, because after licking the blood, his lips have a little watery luster. It looks like something indescribable has just been done.
Liang Yin's face rose even more red.
"Sister, I'm just treating your wounds."
Qingluo finished speaking, and Liang Yin really found the wound on her wrist, which was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qing Luo did not stay, got up slightly, and squatted directly on her chest, licking the wound.
Yin's eyes suddenly widened with the cold, numb, itchy touch on his chest. The brain roared.
At this time, the male god's screaming sounded in his mind: "Isn't it just to lick the wound?!
Anyway, the past was also a killer, can you not be so excited? As for! Your heartbeat is so fast, it bothers the master to gather spiritual power! "
"Fuck off! You know what a fart!" Liang Yin could not find a place to sew in.
Is this just a matter of licking the wound? !
She used to be a good killer, but she used to only kill people. When did she ever do such a shameful pervert? !