After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Entering the new plane, Yan Song adapted to the body in pain, and just ready to merge the memories in this plane, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old in a bright yellow robe rushed in with an angry expression, walked to the bed a few steps, and pinched Yange's neck.

The boy with his lips clenched tightly, his stare at Yan Ge was full of fierce vigor.

Yan Song reached out her hand subconsciously to grab her hand around her neck.

This half-big boy is when he has great strength.

And it doesn't send and receive at all.

Yange felt that his neck was about to be broken by the boy.

With her mouth wide open, she rolled her eyes and felt that she was about to die.

The next moment, the young man's hand loosened, and shoved her in by the way, staring at Yan Ge: "If you dare to have the next time, I interrupt your leg."

Yan Ge could not respond to him, she crawled in the bed and coughed coughingly, unable to say a word.

Oh **** it, let her fuse the plane memories, what kind of ghost is this now?

The boy stared at the song and raised his voice. The hatred in the cold voice poked at the song like a sword: "Don't pretend, I have seen enough of your face."

Yan Song: Don't watch if you see enough, please hurry and hurry and hurry ...

After the boy had said this, he was still standing in front of the bed.

The eyes seemed to be nailed to Yange, staring fiercely at Yange.

Yange has no memory, and I do not know the situation, so naturally it is impossible to speak at this time.

She eased her cough and wanted to drink some water.

Not to mention the dry mouth, the throat was pinched by the teenager, and I wanted to drink some water to moisten the throat.

Yan Ge lowered his eyes and swept the room.

Teapots and cups are on the table in the antique room.

Yan Ge's throat was burning, and seeing the teapot was like seeing his mother.

I can think of the teenager who is still soaring, she held back, looking away from the kettle.

After looking back, he bowed his head, stalemate with the teenager so silent.

After juvenile singing for a long time, the boy strode away with a wave of his hand.

Hearing the sound of the door being slammed, Yange got up in a hurry and walked to the table a few steps.

Holding the table and pouring two glasses of water into the mouth, I felt my throat feel better.

The door was opened again the next moment.

The boy stood at the door, staring gloomily at Yan Song.

A song of song that is looking up and drinking water: ...

Confronting the teenager's murderous look, she silently put down the tea cup, bowed her head, and shrugged her shoulders like a little daughter-in-law doing something wrong.

"Next time, I interrupt your leg."

This is a bit familiar.

It seems like the boy just said it again.

Yan Ge bowed his head, shocked and afraid, completely wronged.

The boy stared at Yan Ge again before turning around and leaving.

Yange waited for him to leave, and then filled another glass of water and lay back on the bed.

This time in the plane.

The host, Feng Yang, is a beautiful woman who is famous all over the world.

A beautiful girl was born into a noble family. Her father is a general and her mother is a princess.

Status is even more precious than those princesses in the palace.

But then, her father died on the battlefield, and her mother died, and the entire family of Fengjia instantly became a plate of scattered sand.

The host has a beautiful appearance, and the country is famous all over the world.

Once blessed by her parents, she is the coquettish hand that everyone envys.

But later, without the protection of her parents' family, she became a beauty everyone wanted to snatch.