Quickly wear the host, she is too charming

Chapter 118 Punish the world: all villains

In the fact that Xu Wu will deliberately ignore the truth that Xu Wu still drugged her quietly tomorrow, her life is still warm, and she will always find some excuses not to eat the food given by the boy, and she will sleep soundly that night.

But it can't be like this all the time.

After Mingshi went out to do something again, she calculated the points and exchanged with the system for a function that can enter other people's dreams. So far, she no longer avoids the food sent by Xu Wu, because in the dream, her Consciousness will no longer be trapped by nightmares, but will go to another place.

In the endless sea of ​​lavender flowers, the setting sun is setting, and the golden light on the horizon is thickly showing the last of his remains. The white clouds hang down as if within reach, and the breeze blows gently, as if he is in the romantic purple ocean. Standing in the middle of this flower sea, it seems that you can smell the distant and mild fragrance of lavender.

Mingshi bent down, and lightly tapped the delicate purple petals with her slender, white fingers. The petals felt icy cold between her fingers, and she inadvertently sniffed with a faint floral fragrance.

This dream is indeed real, and it is not unfair to spend points.

Ming Shi straightened up with a faint smile, looking at the gradually disappearing sunset in the distance, the breeze was blowing her black hair sticking to the side of her face, suddenly, a broad palm stretched out behind her and gently brushed her hair back open.

Mingshi turned around eagerly, seemingly pleasantly surprised, and bumped into a hard chest unexpectedly, the tip of his nose hurt, tears welled up in the corners of his subconscious eyes, and he stepped back, only to be caught by a strong hand around his slender waist.

"Does it hurt?"

With deep distress in his eyes, the man reached out his hand to rub the girl's delicate nose, but the girl turned her head to the side and said angrily, "No need."

The man's hand was in the air, and he said helplessly, "Okay, if you don't need it, don't use it."

Mingshi pushed aside the man's thick arms, stepped back, frowned and rubbed his nose, his tearful and misty star eyes blinked lightly, indescribably squeamish.

The man looked at her with a smile, sat down and pulled her aside.

"What story do you want to hear today?"

The man is Huo Chuan. He was originally the number one person in the prison. Feeling a little bored in life, he started to dream frequently for some reason a month ago. In his dreams, he would come to this sea of ​​lavender flowers every time, and then... met goddess.

The goddess said that she stayed alone in this space for a long time, and when she saw that he was destined, she pulled him into the space and asked him to tell her stories to relieve her boredom.

How could Huo Chuan do such a boring thing, but when he saw the goddess, when his soul was so shocked that he couldn't control himself, he swore that he would do anything for her.

Huo Chuan was tall and tall, with a pair of sharp eyes that were piercing and unfathomable, his skin was bronze, and there was a thin scar at the corner of his eyes. He looked wildly handsome.

"Last time it was said that someone wanted to sneak attack you in the middle of the night, then what?"

In order to reduce Huo Chuan's blackening value, Mingshi adopted the method of pestering him to confide in the beautiful dream, surrounded by the dim reality all the time, presumably this way would make him relax a lot.

And indeed, after this month, his blackening value has been reduced to 10%.

Mingshi's mouth curled up, and he looked up at Huo Chuan with bright black and white eyes, with admiration flickering from time to time.

Huo Chuan seemed to be unable to stand Ming Shi's fiery gaze, coughed lightly, the tips of his ears were flushed, and he felt indescribably shy and sweet in his heart.

His eyes shone uncomfortably and he avoided the girl's eyes. He recalled what he said yesterday, and continued: "Of course I found out about that person's movements immediately. His methods are too clumsy... ···”

The man portrayed himself as a brilliant and powerful image, not mentioning that he twisted the man's head with all his might at that time.

The setting sun finally disappeared reluctantly, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the horizon in the distance was glowing with a faint light. Soon after, the cold and bright moon appeared on the sky.

Looking up from here, the bright moon is big and round, as if you can touch its corners just by raising your hand, the moonlight is shrouded in a chill, but Huo Chuan's heart seems to be burning with a blazing fire. Burn the body together.

"······The man disappeared, no one saw him again, after that——"

Before Huo Chuan's story was finished, he felt the girl leaning his head on his shoulder, and he froze for a moment, staring straight into the distance with his hands and feet stiffly, not daring to move.

Excited and apprehensive at the same time, he thought the girl was doing it on purpose, but when he finally decided what to say, he turned his head and saw that the girl had already fallen asleep.

The moonlight hit the girl's delicate cheeks, adding a touch of dreaminess to her stunning and magnificent beauty.

The thick eyelashes cast two shallow shadows on the eyelids, the snow-skinned red lips, the small palm-sized face is as white as jade, and the eyebrows and eyes are as beautiful and delicate as the autumn waters in the distant mountains.

Huo Chuan looked at it and was stunned for a while.

It wasn't until a long time later that he came back to his senses, he laughed for a while, and moved his body to try to make the girl lean more comfortably, then he didn't know where to look with his heart beating.

The sea of ​​purple flowers swaying around him was nothing compared to the goddess in his heart at this moment.

[Reducing the blackening value of the pillar character Huo Chuan, completed]

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and when he woke up tomorrow, there was a dense blackness in front of him, no longer the sea of ​​flowers in his dream, but returned to the bedroom in reality.

Just as he was about to move his body, his waist was tightly held by a pair of hands.

There is a fiery body behind him that sticks even tighter, without leaving a single gap.

"Sister, don't move..."

It seems to be subconsciously pursuing and whispering words in sleep.

Mingshi didn't move, the people behind him rubbed their heads, and then they didn't move again, and the small and dark room became silent again.

Ming Shi stared blankly at the darkness in front of her in a daze, and after a long time, she sighed helplessly.

The next day Xu Wu knocked on the door and walked in with a cup of hot water in his hand.

Mingshi got up from the bed with dazed eyes, her messy black hair was messy, and some of it fell directly from the top of her head and fell on her face. She squinted her eyes sleepily, feeling the itchy touch on her face. After turning around in a circle, the next second, he began to puff his cheeks and blow air.

Call ~
The hair was slightly raised by the blow, and fell down again without blowing, but itched even more.

Before Mingshi stretched out his hand to flick it away, a clear laughter sounded in the next second, and the long, slender and pale hands helped her to get all the hair back.

Mingshi squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Wu with a happy face, full of admiration in his heart.

I admire him for his pale face like a sick child, but he can sneak out of bed in the middle of the night, leave quietly before dawn, and then manage the housework energetically during the day.

This kind of fatigue can actually make him persist for so long, and his body doesn't seem to be broken at all, but there is a trend of getting better and better.

Mingshi touched his chin suspiciously.

Is staying up late good for physical and mental health?

(End of this chapter)