Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife

The girl's unusual tone was like a small hook wrapped in smooth silk. If she didn't pay attention, she would be stabbed with blood.

The voice is soft and soft, occasionally adding a bit of sweetness.

[You mean that god... is human? 】

"It should be." Kwon Nai's eyes flickered, and his eyes were bright.

[What about the real god? Humans killed the gods, isn't it impossible? 】

"There is no real **** in this mission world, and the master who controls everything is only in the high-end world, and that so-called **** just took advantage of the loopholes and is quite clever." Quan Nai raised his eyebrows.

[Let me just say, Gods are ruthless, undesirable, and selfless, how can they frame the villain! 】

Journey breathed out a little.

Kwonna smiled and said nothing.

[Then what are you going to do? Continue to play amnesia? 】

"Outline her truest appearance. Before we came, she had done a lot of bad things."

【how do you know? 】

Kwon Na just curled the corners of his lips evilly, and his eyes narrowed.

There is a thin white cloud on the horizon like gauze like mist, and the warm and soft sunshine pouring out, shining on the favored world.

Only those corners that have been forgotten by the world, the darkness breeds corruption, the darkness is full of thorns ready to be broken, and the air is filled with a dark and dirty smell of musty.

With the armor of the holy light wrapped in the ugly skin of his body, he did not know that one day in the future, **** would open his arms to himself.

Every step of a person is taken down by himself.

After a few days, Kwon-na was basking in the angel garden, wearing a white snow-like dress, with narrow shoulder straps hanging loosely on his smooth shoulders.

Sweep people not far away.

Baihaka took a thick book and walked slowly in the garden. From the outside, she caught a glimpse of the Shuling girl sitting quietly, very well-behaved.

Baihaca squinted his eyes, closed the book and walked towards her, "Miffel?"

Kwon Nai's crescent-shaped eyelashes were raised tremblingly, and his transparent water eyes opened unsuspectingly, lazily and beautiful, with soft lips lightly open, overflowing with a lazy answer, "Huh?"

Baihaka swallowed unconsciously. In order to hide his embarrassment, he shook his head and coughed out, "You... why are you free to come here?"

Baihaka wanted to slap himself a few times after speaking, and was panicked.

The girl's skin exposed to the air was white and tender, her red lips were soft and waxy, and her figure was perfectly curvy. Even the simple and innocent expression ignited the most primitive desire in Baihaka's heart.

I really want to... own her.

miss you……

Seeing the girl's pure and clean eyes, like a holy light about to penetrate his soul, he felt a little guilty when he thought of the scene where he went crazy and murdered.

He settled, only to think that Miffel hadn't seen the process of killing himself at all, and the stone in his heart had fallen a little.

Kwuna retracted his gaze, and was dyed with a sly gleam in the depths of Baihaka's invisible eyes, and quickly disappeared.

It seemed a kind of magical power between the two.

Baihaka then recovered and smiled politely at Kona.

Secretly blamed and regretted.

What happened to me just now?

How could you have such nasty thoughts about Miffel?

Baihaka sat next to her.

Kwon Na raised his arm and stretched out his hand, rubbing the curly hair, but "accidentally" touched Baihakar's shoulder.

There was ignorance hidden in her apologizing expression.

This look can easily arouse the strong possessiveness of others.