But their purpose is the same, and friction is indispensable in it, and it is a complete opposite.

Wild systems can only survive in gaps.

Now facing the formal one, the system is a little nervous.

Zhao Songwan pursed her lips tightly and touched the position of her heart in a daze. She could still feel the pain of being pierced.

All previous cognitions were broken.

She thought she had easily caught the strategy target.

Unexpectedly, the other party would choose to kill her when she had a favorability of 99.

It's simply a pervert!

Now I still have the intention to flirt with other people.

Zhao Songwan wants to curse the streets.

She hasn't collapsed like this for a long time.

So many planes have always been within reach, but I didn’t expect to eat a head of dust here.

"Why haven't I left the plane yet?" According to the previous rules, it should have been determined that the task failed and left.

"I helped you." The system was reluctant to leave. The strategy target was really special. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, it wanted to try it.

"You can return to the body, and as long as the target of the strategy is not guided by others, you will not be considered a failure."

Zhao Songwan clenched his fists and was stolen.

She must win!

Suddenly, the young warlord lowered his eyes without warning.

In the pouring rain, the rain blurred the side face, with clear edges and bewitching people's hearts.

The eyes under the long eyelashes are like the coldest area in the world, countless undead are struggling in it, and ghosts and monsters cannot be liberated.

He directly ran into Zhao Songwan's gaze.

That moment.

Zhao Songwan's heart almost jumped out of her throat.

They looked at each other.

Even though I knew that my current situation would not be visible to the other party, it would be just a cloud of air.

But Zhao Songwan still couldn't help but feel afraid.

The other party seems...

I really saw her.

In just one second, Ranbai and Feng Qingyun looked away, as if he had just glanced around him casually.

Zhao Songwan bit her lips tightly, her heart suffocated.

"Little waste." The young man sighed, "You are more pleasing to you."

The sound is low and pleasant.

However, Fei Shiting did not feel honored.

Who knows what it means to be pleasing to the other person's heart? Maybe the more you like, the closer you are to death.

She wanted to shake the superior's shoulder and say that I'm not a waste, you are the fuck.

In fact, she just showed a humiliating smile and stood in the cold wind and shivered: "Sir, are right."

Oh shit.

"Are you scolding me?"

The cold and plain voice fell into my ears, and Fei Shiting almost jumped up.

How did this person know?!

"I don't! The sir is so wise, magical, noble and noble. I can't even praise you. My admiration for you is like a surging river. I can't say countless words in the world. How could I scold you!"

"You said it very well." Ranbai nodded slowly.

"Right!" Fei Shiting was almost swearing to the sky.

"Before tomorrow, I will write me a 10,000-word complimentary book." The young commander stared at her, his eyes were born with affection, and his unrestrained and erotic aroused people's hearts, and his tone was gentle, just like treating his own lover, "I really want to know how you praised me."

“…”

No.

I don't want to.

"What if I don't write?" she tried to make the final struggle.

The other party pulled his lips, and the thin lips on the bridge of his nose were like rose petals, which were full of tears and blood, and the bewitching contained a very poison.

"Then go and die."

Five words without temperature fall in the cold wind.

No emotions are contained.

Fei Shiting never realized so clearly at one moment that she was just a toy that could jump up and down in the eyes of the other party. She occasionally teased her with excitement, and looked down on her when she was indifferent.

Whether it is life or death, there is no need to think about.

In order to save her life, Fei Shiting smiled brightly: "Please rest assured, Mr. Young Master, my admiration for you will definitely write 10,000 words for you to view!"

"Um."

Ranbai has no expression on his face, he always controls everything, and his joys and anger are unpredictable.

The black military uniform is indifferent and sharp, and it is a cold knife that is unsheathed.

The cloak of the same color was blown up by the wind.

Stepping on his long legs, he walked past Fei Shiting.

Fei Shiting pursed her lips and looked at the man's slender back.

When he walked to the door, the man suddenly stopped and hooked his finger at her. The leather gloves were cold and filled with a hint of desire.

A gesture like greeting a pet.

The tender eyebrows and eyes are not real in the rain.

Fei Shiting was stunned. Unexpectedly, the other party would ask her to go over. She thought that something was going to do? Could it be that she changed her mind and wanted to kill her?!

Never!

She walked forward with a blank and alert look at the person in front of her carefully. Unexpectedly, the next second, the young man made an unexpected behavior.

The man raised his long fingers and lazily unbuttoned the strap of the black cloak. The thin silver chains fell, accidentally struck the leather gloves, the joints were prominent and the movements were scattered.

In the woman's eyes, she threw it directly on her head.

“??!”

The cloak covered his head, his vision was suddenly blinded and he fell into darkness. In addition, the cool and pleasant fragrance lingered in his breath, and the touching wisps were a touch of blood. It was the breath that had just been killed.

Maybe it is neutralized with the light fragrance, but it doesn't smell bad.

Fei Shiting finally pulled the cloak off her head, like a cat with a question mark on her forehead, extremely confused.

Ranbai looked at her movements and chuckled: "Be careful of catching a cold, little waste."

Is this... caring about her?

That sound caused the heart to be beat faster, and the gentleness suddenly came as it came. The temperature of the cloak was cold and shivering. The silver chain hanging on the neck touched the skin, causing a tremor, and the light fragrance of the warlords remained.

Even if it is cold-blooded and ruthless, it still exudes a heart-warming magic.

Fei Shiting held the cloak and lost her verbal function.

In the end, I could only say in a daze and stumble: "Thank you."

Like a ghost who is obsessed with his heart.

After saying that, Fei Shiting regretted it.

How did the other party treat her before?!

She actually said thank you!

Is she a masochist?!

But when the superior saw that he was so obsessed with cleanliness, how could he give her a cloak?

It was raining red.

Fei Shiting spitted on herself, but her face turned red and her heartbeat could not be controlled.

"Can you do me a favor?" The low voice slowly seduced him.

Fei Shiting was still immersed in the messy thoughts, and nodded in confusion without thinking much.

"So good." The young man took the initiative to help her close her cloak, her movements were romantic and passionate, and she felt a sense of coldness. The distance was a little close. The woman smelled the smell of the other person, blushed with her eyelashes, and the next second she heard the obsessive voice saying: "Clean this place."

Fei Shiting was stunned.

"If you can't do it, go and accompany them."

After the last light sentence, the young warlord had left gracefully. The guard held her an umbrella and got into the commander's car in the rain.

The silhouette is long and indifferent.
Chapter completed!