my villain is too cute

Chapter 23 My Teenager (23)

Feng Tang knows,

his god

Come to save him...

Han Jin picked up the boy and teleported back to her bedroom, changed the boy's clothes and stuffed him under the soft blanket.

Her eyes were cold and indifferent, she raised her head slightly to look at the sky, the light and shadow in her eyes were obscure.

Would there be others without Zhao Quan?

Sitting on the clouds was a six or seven-year-old boy, trembling slightly, which was naturally the way of heaven in this world.
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Wearing white silk pajamas, Han Jin walked down the steps gently with an indifferent expression.

It's not a big house,
The roof is still covered with cobwebs, and in the middle of the room is an out-of-place operating table.
Ma Hui was lying on the cold ground, echoing footsteps sounded carelessly,

Brings a touch of spookiness to this dank room.

Ma Hui opened his eyes,
The pale light shone on the operating table, and a slender figure stood in the shadow,
People can't see clearly,
Under the light, the pair of bony hands slowly put on medical gloves: "Are you awake?"

The cold voice remembered.

Ma Hui burst into a cold sweat instantly,
He asked tremblingly, "Who are you? What do you want to do..."

Before he finished speaking, his soul was pulled out of his body.

Ma Hui's hands, feet and neck were imprisoned on the operating table.
There was constant fear of being Fang Da in his eyes, his eye sockets were bloodshot, and he looked a little scary.

Ma Hui wanted to scream, but his voice seemed hoarse and he couldn't make any sound.

Han Jin held the cold scalpel and slashed at Ma Hui's wrist,

The neat and perfect lines are like works of art: "Is this the little cutie who touched me with this hand?"

Ma Hui seemed to be in great pain, his whole face was twisted ferociously,

The soul was not frozen just now, but it just couldn't dissipate.

"Cut it off." Han Jin's flat voice sounded, as if saying that it was time to eat.

After everything was over, Han Jin looked at the soul slowly dissipating in the air.

The girl chanted an obscure spell, and a cloud of black mist appeared in the room.
Han Jin raised his hand slightly,
A ray of light penetrated into the black mist, and the color of the mist gradually faded, penetrating into Ma Hui's body.

"Lord."

"Ma Hui" bent down respectfully, not daring to look directly at the person in front,
He was originally the most common resentful spirit in the underworld, it was the Lord who gave him the chance to be reborn, and "Ma Hui" was a little grateful.

"You will replace him in the future."

Han Jin's expression was as calm as water, he put away the operating table and walked out of the room slowly: "Go back."

"Yes."

The girl walked up the steps to the living room. The room just now was the abandoned basement of the Yuan family.

Han Jin came to the bathroom and washed his hands almost paranoidly over and over again. The picture looked a little weird, and he didn't stop until his hands turned red.
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Han Jin came to the bedside, dripped a drop of blood into the emerald on the ring,
But it was absorbed in an instant without leaving a trace.

Just after finishing Feng Tang, he woke up with a start, his face was pale, and his breathing was a little short.

Obviously dreamed something bad.

Seeing the moment of the end of the cold, tears dimmed my eyes,
His body rubbed against her, his arms hung around the girl's neck, and his voice was hoarse: "I know he did it."

How could you not know?Growing up together, Feng Tang was lonely since childhood,

People are also sensitive to emotions, Feng Xiao is the only person who treats him well, he knows Feng Xiao's fear of him,

Since he became sensible, he never revealed his business talent. He didn't want to steal anything from him, and he didn't care.

Han Jin picked up the boy and lay on the bed,

Let the boy lie in his arms, gently massage the boy's soft hair, and let him vent.

(End of this chapter)