Dressed as a petite jerk

As soon as he came back, he wrapped around her neck and came to settle accounts with her.

Her soul trembled in fear...

She subconsciously looked at Mo Jiuqin and asked him for help.

Mo Jiuqin just stood there, examining her very carefully, with an extremely complicated expression.

He found that today's Luo Qingci is different from the past so many years, but it is impossible to believe 100% that she is really another person.

This world is normal, the only abnormal person is him.

If this is the reason she gave, he can believe it, as long as she can lie to her for the rest of her life.

He would rather be entangled in contradictions than that the goodness she showed at this moment is false.

But unexpectedly, she really got a ghost out...

The one he couldn't love these ten years was actually another soul?

He felt that the blood in his body suddenly regained a little bit of activity from the frozen state.

——So, she never hated him?

Never wanted to torture him, humiliate him?

"Qinqin! Do you believe me now?" He heard her speak, and put the knife into his hand: "In the past ten years, the one who hurt you is her!"

"If you can't get angry, you come and stab her!"

"Every time a knife is stabbed, her soul body will become weaker and weaker, until the soul body is broken and wiped out..."

"She treated you so badly, she should have given her a miserable afterlife, but I don't think she deserves an afterlife, so, if there is any hatred or hatred, report it now!"

Mo Jiuqin clenched the dagger tightly, and a cold, bloodthirsty chill rose from his whole body. As soon as he raised his hand, he wanted to ruthlessly blast towards the original owner's soul.

But when the tip of the knife was only one finger away from the soul body, it stopped suddenly.

He completely restrained his urge to kill this bad woman.

Because she looks so much like his Qingqing.

If he stabs her, then his dear...

"Qingqing!" He called her, after ten years, carefully: "If I prick her, will you... hurt?"

"I won't." Luo Qingci's nose was sore again.

At such a time, the film king still wonders whether the Lord Zhayuan will also stab her.

Why does he make people like this... want to love deeply!

"Then...give her to me, you go out and wait." His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he pointed out the door with his injured finger.

Luo Qingci was stunned for a moment, feeling a little worried.

But he did as he wanted.

It's just that when he was leaving, he added a soul lock to the soul body of the original owner...

After the door was closed again, there was another commotion in the live broadcast room...

——"Look, I bet right, Qinggou will really be kicked out by the actor's brother!"

——"Mo Yingdi's family status is about to rise! Keep up the good work!"

——"Isn't it because I watched Tiantian's Love Day today? Then... can I watch it tomorrow?"

In the bedroom, the original owner saw that Luo Qing had left, and immediately shouted at Mo Jiuqin: "Mo Jiuqin! Did you see Mo Jiuqin? That woman! She is a terrible devil, please help me, I I don't want to die yet..."

"Don't you want me to like you? In fact, I have liked you for a long time, really! The reason why I tortured you all these years is that I am angry because you only remember that devil in your heart!"

"Jiuqin! Jiuqin, let me go and help me return to my body, don't you want it? As long as you help me return to my body, you can do whatever you want to me tonight..."

But as she shouted one after another, Mo Jiuqin's eyes showed an extremely abnormal scarlet.

He pressed the knife that could stab her soul on her neck, moved his neck, and said without the slightest warmth in his voice: "So, all these years, it's you who have come to hurt me by any means ?!!"