Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Song Ci gasped for breath twice, his eyes gradually blurred, his body seemed to be drained of strength, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

There was a mess in the huge room.

Fengzhou also didn't get any benefits.

Looking at the boy who fell to the ground, he stood up and wiped off the blood on the corner of his lips, there was a bruise on his beautiful face.

"Heh, don't you want to play anymore?" He smiled and looked a little weirdly distorted.

Song Ci took a low breath, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, the dizziness in his mind was severe, and his consciousness gradually became unconscious.

Fengzhou looked at the boy who fell on the ground, and stretched out his hand to lift him up from the ground.

The temperature on her body was abnormally cold.

Fengzhou pressed the corners of his sore lips, rarely considering other people's feelings.

He raised his hand and touched her forehead, it was frighteningly cold.

Is she allergic to the potion or?

Fengzhou reached out and landed on her neck, her pulse was very gentle.

"Call the doctor."

Fengzhou carried Song Ci out and went up to the top floor.

Not long after, a doctor with a medicine box knocked on the door and got permission to examine Song Ci.

He couldn't explain it for a long time. He hadn't encountered this symptom once in decades. It was so weird that he didn't even know what it was.

"How is it?" Fengzhou next to him suddenly asked.

The old doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It should be fine."

"It's probably an overdose. She will take a rest and wait until she wakes up."

"Yeah." Fengzhou ordered the doctor to be sent out.

He glanced at the boy on the bed, and then closed the door directly.

Fengzhou suddenly thought of that man, went downstairs to see the man who was locked in the room, and the feeling of nausea in his heart became even heavier when he saw him.

His brows were tightened, recalling how he felt standing with that boy, it was as unpalatable as putting a mouse dropping in a delicacy.

Seeing him, Zhou Yingchen got up immediately, "What did you do to Ah Ci!"

"Ah Ci." Fengzhou tasted the name in a low way and felt addicted, his long and narrow fox eyes narrowed, and the pupils were soaked with coldness and coldness.

"It's so intimate." He continued: "It's also really disgusting."

The words spoken are like poisonous snakes.

Fengzhou raised his hand and originally wanted to throw this man out to feed the sharks, but suddenly thought of something, and the arc of his lips was suppressed.

"Look at him." He said and left.

There was silence all around.

Zhou Yingchen walked over a few steps, but was imprisoned by iron chains, gritted his teeth, the chains jingled under his feet, and reached out and smashed the wall next to him.

……

When Song Ci woke up, a handsome man was about to reach out to her and unbutton her chest.

Song Ci's face turned cold immediately, "What are you doing?"

The young man bowed his head immediately, "Excuse me, Mr. Feng asked me to change your clothes."

"what clothes?"

Song Ci frowned.

Seeing the red backless dress that the young man sent over, his eyes turned cold, "Get out!"

Why did that man send the skirt, what did he do to himself yesterday?
Fengzhou looked at the young man who was thrown out of the door and the skirt thrown out together.

The curvature of the corners of the lips was suppressed.

He was about to go in, but the door was locked.

"Open the door!"

Fengzhou has a bad temper, and the smile on his face is gone.

No one responded to him.

Hearing the sound of something being smashed against the door, he snorted coldly, his fox eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips curved maliciously.

"Open the door, I'll say it one last time." He continued, his voice gradually becoming playful.

"The man with you seems a bit boring. Actually, I hate killing people the most."

As soon as his cold voice fell, the door opened.

The boy stood in front of him with a cold face.

Fengzhou's palm fell on his chin, and his fingers slightly gathered to lift her chin.

"This is not obedient."

"I knew why it was so troublesome."

Song Ci fixed her eyes on him, "What do you want to do?"

He let go of his hand and gave a low laugh, but there was something else in it.

"You are very beautiful, and it must be suitable for you to wear a skirt."

"Come with me to a party."

After hearing his words, Song Ci frowned a little, and his eyes fell into thought.

From what he said, he didn't know that he was a woman.

Fengzhou looked at the skirt on the ground, and narrowed his eyebrows, "Change another one."

He waved his hand to signal to the young man that the young man who changed Song Ci's clothes just now went down immediately.

"What if I don't go." Song Ci looked at him.

"It's very simple." Fengzhou suddenly took her hand, "The life and death of that man is in your hands."

He chuckled.

"Do you like the feeling of reaching out to control life and death?" Those dark eyes revealed a little madness.

"I hate it." Song Ci said, her expression was also showing resistance to Fengzhou.

He shook his head, "No, you like it."

Song Ci looked at him with cold eyes, "Madman."

The door was knocked.

It was no longer the young man who came in, but a young woman. She came in holding a blue skirt.

"Go."

Fengzhou sat on the sofa and poured himself a glass of red wine. The bright red liquid in the transparent goblet was shaking. He slightly raised Song Ci with the corners of his lips raised.