Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 673 Can't Escape, Can't Hide

"Mr. Zhuisheng, Yanyan's current situation is not good. Since you have agreed to Atobe's request, I also ask you to protect her well."

It's rare for Ruka Zaozono to take the initiative to let go of her body and ask another person so sincerely.

It is enough to see how important she regards Atobe Chuyan as a good friend.

Zhui Shengling didn't respond, he raised his head to look at her indifferently, and then turned his deep eyes back to Atobe Chuyan's face.

The girl in front of him was an inescapable calamity for him.

Since you can't escape, you can't hide, you can only accept your fate.

Atobe Chuyan, who was fainted by the overwhelming pain, did not hear the conversation between the two outsiders at this time.

She entered a terrifying nightmare, and when she opened her eyes, all she could see was a frightening crimson.

It should be the color that vampires like, but at this moment it makes her feel creepy.

He wanted to sit up and run away, but he couldn't move his whole body.

Slowly, the red in the field of vision seemed to suddenly have life, and quickly gathered towards her, as if to devour her.

No matter how much she struggled hysterically and shouted in shock, it was useless.

Soon, she clearly felt a burst of warm liquid falling on her body and face.

At this moment, before she could react, all the red color suddenly faded away.

Everything quickly returned to its original state, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Atobe Chuyan was stunned for a while, then realized that he could finally move, and quickly stood up.

Before she could stabilize her figure, a floor-to-ceiling mirror with the height of a person suddenly appeared in front of her, reflecting her current distressed appearance very clearly.

The simple attire was sparsely stained with red plum-like blood.

On that delicate little face, the left side of the cheek also had a little bit of red.

The expression on his face was completely uncontrollable, revealing a stunned look full of disbelief.

It seems that what you see in front of you is not a mirror, but an unimaginable picture in this life.

Suddenly, the mirror began to shatter bit by bit.

The endless black engulfed it, and a skinny and extremely pale hand suddenly appeared, and quickly grabbed the front of Atobe Hatsune who was unable to move again.

At the moment when her sharp fingertips were about to touch her constricted glass-colored pupils, Atobe Hatsyan who was lying on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

Wave after wave, the pain that seemed to tear her whole body apart wandered around in her brain.

She quickly covered her head with her hands, trying to relieve it.

Zaoyuan Rujia was taken aback by her sudden waking up, and quickly sat down beside her: "Yanyan, are you okay?"

Cone Shengling, who was originally sitting on the side, had already stood in front of Atobe Chuyan, seeing her expression full of pain, subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress her side face.

"Are you okay?"

The colder temperature than before was quickly transmitted along the fingertips.

Cone Shengling felt very uncomfortable.

In the flat voice, there is imperceptible tenderness and concern.

Atobe Chuyan's thoughts disturbed by the pain were forcibly pulled back, he raised his eyes slightly, and slammed into the pair of light purple eyes that could not conceal his true emotions.

The hands that were tightly covering the sides of the head, the light white fingertips suddenly curled up helplessly.

Why is Cone Shengling here?
Could it be that she was hallucinating from the pain?
Hatsune Atobe frowned.

(End of this chapter)