The God-sent Koi of Quick Transmigration

At some point, the man left the alley.

The mouth gag and handcuffs were taken away, but Bai Jinmo was sitting there with limp legs.

Maybe it was because he was afraid that he would be cold, so the man's old jacket was spread on the floor and padded under his buttocks, which dispelled a layer of chill.

The emotional tide just now came like a raging fire, and Bai Jinmo was sore and limp all over his body. Now he is sitting by the corner with his legs bent, panting carefully, his chest heaving up and down.

There were still red marks at the corners of his mouth, as well as saliva that hadn't been wiped off yet.

"Tsk, is this a dual personality?"

Bai Jinmo talked to himself, and opened his consciousness.

A handkerchief was stuffed by that dog man at some point in his hand, and without thinking, Bai Jinmo wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with it.

There was no mark left on the wrist. From his feeling, the inside of the handcuffs seemed to be covered with a layer of soft cloth fluff, and there was no uncomfortable feeling of oppression at all.

Legs and feet were still weak, but the previous sense of powerlessness dissipated a bit, and the wetness from the trousers made Bai Jinmo's handsome face darken, and there was a stormy aura in the foggy eyes.

An old couple, and some exciting games, Bai Jinmo thinks it's OK, no problem... However, this feeling of not being up or down, especially the emptiness behind it, is really exhausting.

"Dog man!"

Bai Jinmo cursed inwardly, leaning on the wall to stand up, and put on the silver-gray windbreaker on his body, so as not to be spotted by passers-by walking at night.

As for the already dirty jacket on the ground, Bai Jinmo thought about it, and still held it in his arms gropingly.

Flicking around with divine sense, the big bag of snacks disappeared without a trace.

"Tricking people and grabbing snacks? What kind of virtue?"

At this moment, oh no, after buying snacks, Bai Jinmo felt that this was the night he had the most emotional ups and downs.

Wrapped in a windbreaker and holding a dirty jacket, with limp legs and waist supported, Bai Jinmo walked back to the flower house like a snail.

As soon as I opened the door, I found something hanging on the handle.

He raised his hand and touched it.

It was the sound of plastic bags.

Familiar size, familiar touch.

Oh, it's that bag of snacks.

The dog man still has a conscience, at least he can eat this supper.

Close the door, lock the door, and climb up the stairs step by step with snacks.

Bai Jinmo took off all his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, including the dirty jacket that didn't belong to him.

The white underwear with some stains was thrown into the basin, soaked in washing powder, and planned to wash it tomorrow.

As for the handkerchief that wiped the saliva, Bai Jinmo turned it out and scanned it with his divine sense, and saw a small flower embroidered on the edge of the handkerchief, a light orange water chestnut.

Oh man, your identity is exposed.

Now, he knew where the seven flowers were bought and used.

Putting on wide half-sleeves and dangling his legs, Bai Jinmo sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, activated his consciousness, and prepared to start his supper life.

The moment his hand touched the bag, his face turned black again.

Cucumber-flavored potato chips have become nutritious vegetable chips, fat house happy water has become nutritious soy milk, sandwich chocolate has become nutritious milk chips, and vanilla ice cream has become nutritious cheese.

Oh, and it comes with a sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap.

Okay, why not eat?

Bai Jinmo picked up the sandwich, intending to appease his hungry stomach.

The first bite is a familiar taste.

It was the work of that dog man.

With a kind of inexplicable and unknown warmth and deliciousness, eating it makes people feel comfortable and makes people faintly miss it.

The program on TV was on the air, but at this moment Bai Jinmo was too lazy to continue watching with his spiritual sense.

He thought of the man's black soul, how much pain and pain did it take to form it?

Although his behavior was a bit of a dog, the pain in his soul could not deceive Bai Jinmo's perception, hurt, betrayal, jealousy, destruction, greed, hatred...

Like a scene of the Seven Deadly Sins being played out in front of you, all the pain is not without reason.

Bai Jinmo thought, lovers in this world are so distressing...

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The author started online classes today, and I took advantage of the gap between classes to secretly post (#^.^#)~

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