Quick Transmigration: The Sick and Delicate Villain Has a Deep Routine

Chapter 104

Jing Zhi approached the eight trigrams formation, and looked at the shadow locked in the middle by chains.

"What do you want?" Jing Zhi asked lightly.

"She's here, I want to see her. I want to be with her, I want to kiss her, hug her." Shadow sat on the ground with the last chain around his neck, the last chain that fell on him. Imprisonment.

He said brazenly that he was the desire hidden in Jing Zhi's heart, or in other words, he was a part of Jing Zhi, Jing Zhi himself.

"I won't let you out." Jing Zhi said without changing his face.

"You don't want to admit your desire, but desire itself has not done anything wrong." Shadow said with a smile, his evil voice sounded a little seductive.

"Why do you refuse? Isn't this what you want? Don't you want to kiss her, hug her, and eat her." He said seductively, trying to lead Jing Zhi into the abyss of desire.

Jing Zhi's figure was stiff, looking at the shadow, he asked, "Shut up, you're not me, you're just a monster, don't disturb her again."

"No, I've been waiting for her for so long, I want to tell her that I like her, I want to kiss her and hug her."

Shadow said presumptuously, ignoring Jingzhi's frighteningly cold face, and said with a smile: "It was never the iron chain that locked me, it was your own heart, and now it has shaken, so I want to escape." Out."

A burst of dazzling light burst out from that dark shadow. The black light swallowed everything, just like the night fell.

The whole room was plunged into darkness for a moment, the black cat dodged and went downstairs, it saw wrongly, this man named Jing Zhi, he is not a person.

Originally thought that a human imprisoned a demon and violated the order rules of the space, but it turned out that the demon shot and locked himself.

Demons, demons again, together with Shijiu, there are two non-human races in this ordinary world, why don't they blow up with overload?
The black cat didn't have time to think about it, lost eight of its nine lives, and landed in Shi Jiu's arms, dumbfounded, who am I, where am I, and I'm blind.

Shadow raised his head, and the chain around his neck broke immediately, and suddenly came to Jing Zhi, "You can never refuse me, as long as you like her, I will always exist."

Jing Zhi took a step back calmly, but stepped on the bloodline of the Bagua formation.

The shadow then possessed him, opened his arms, and submerged into Jing Zhi's body. For a moment, black feathers stood up on his face and back, like the wings of the night.

When Jing Zhi came back to his senses, he felt that his eyes were a little hot, as were his ears, and a mass of hot blood spread from his heart to his limbs.

The regular heart seemed to start beating irregularly, and there was a name that went deep into the spinal cord, Shi Jiu.

From the moment of birth, holding the ring as the beginning, the person who has been waiting, the person who has been expecting to appear.

Beloved XiaoJiu, Beloved XiaoJiu.

Jing Zhi never believed in fate, but once secretly begged, if fate would allow her to appear, don't make him wait for a long time.

Because the wish of being blank and helpless is so weak and weak, but fortunately, she still appeared.

The corners of Jing Zhi's lips curled up, full of charm, making people sink.

Jing Zhi went downstairs, Shi Jiu cleaned the bento box, wiped the table, and sat on the sofa to wait for him.

Almost at the moment when he raised his eyes, the four eyes met, Shi Jiu realized the difference in Jing Zhi.

The young man's cold face began to become brighter, his eyes were slightly squinted, and there was a natural smile on the corner of his lips, like a precious and elegant cat.

"Child, are you drunk? Why is your face so red?" Shi Jiu said with some concern.

"Xiao Jiu." His ending sound was raised, with a hint of coquettishness.

Shi Jiu's heart seemed to be scratched by a cat. He approached Jing Zhi, reached out and tried his forehead, and then tried his own, "It's not hot, why is your face so red, are you hot?"

She asked worriedly: "What's the matter, Xiao Zhi, why don't you talk?" She hurriedly pulled Jing Zhi to the sofa and sat down.

"Where's your medical kit? I'll find you a temperature gauge." Shi Jiu asked.

Jing Zhi grabbed Shi Jiu's hand, leaned his head on her shoulder, "I don't have a fever, I'm 37.6 now, I'm fine."

"Then why is your face so red?"

"Because I like you so much that my heart feels like it's going to explode. Xiaojiu, I want to kiss you." His eyes were wet, a little wronged.

"Child...you." Shi Jiugang wanted to say something casually to dispel Jing Zhi's thoughts, but at this moment, his tears were already welling up, and the tears were about to drip.

Shijiu is out of luck, he is still a child, a child who cries when he is unhappy, a child who cries when he does not get what he wants.

Shi Jiu is a giant in language, however, he is still a dwarf in action.

She closed her eyes, her lips fell on Jing Zhi's cheek, and she gave a mouthful, which was very clear in the silent air.

Jing Zhi pointed to his crimson lips, "Kissing here, I feel bad, Xiao Jiu." He couldn't help feeling wronged, his slender eyelashes trembled and curled up.

Kid, kid, is this a kid?
Shi Jiu looked at him but couldn't say any words of rejection. She frowned slightly and asked with some difficulty: "Xiao Zhi, you're still young..."

She smiled slightly, moved her body, and stepped back. Did Jing Zhi stretch out his arms, holding Shi Jiu in his arms.

Shi Jiu was startled by this sudden movement, unable to struggle, Jing Zhi whispered in his ear, "Aren't you going to eat me? I'll eat it for you."

Shi Jiu felt that Liu Xiahui was not just sitting in her arms, and if she continued like this, she would run wildly on the road of breaking the law and committing crimes, and would end up in jail.

She bit Jing Zhi's earlobe, and Jing Zhi's body froze immediately, and he didn't move at all, just maintaining the posture of embracing Shi Jiu.

He heard her say cautiously: "When you grow up, you can't do it now. I won't talk nonsense in the future. Let me go first."

"Do you think I'm a child?" Jing Zhi said with gritted teeth.

Shi Jiuyi was speechless for a while, wishing to drag out his past self, and then told himself viciously, you can be a decent person.

"No, you're not." Shi Jiu looked at Jing Zhi fixedly, and the casual smile on her face disappeared, how could she treat him as a child, "I see you as a lover, Xiao Zhi."

Shi Jiu felt that something in her leg was suddenly pushing against her. She was completely stunned. For a serious fan of self-harm, she is very clear about human physiological structure.

She lowered her eyes and said nothing, Jing Zhi also fell silent, let go of Shi Jiu's hand, stood up, turned her back to Shi Jiu and walked away.

His footsteps were still steady, but Shi Jiu could see some inexplicable embarrassment?
Shi Jiu threw herself on the sofa, feeling ashamed now, covered her head with the sofa pillow, child, child...

What is misfortune coming out of the mouth, what is self-inflicted evil, and what is meant by self-inflicted evil, she is talking about her kind, who will be teased instead of being teased...

(End of this chapter)