Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3828 My family system is finely divided (35)

  After the call is made. Before speaking, the other side spoke first, and the conversation was gentle, like coaxing a child.

"You did very well."

   Xi's pupil hugged the quilt on the bed, softly acting like a baby: "I want a reward."

   "It has been sent to you." The voice on the other side of the phone was calm and patient.

Xi Tong sighed, "You are so boring, can't you play with me for a while?"

  "You can find other toys, I believe you will like them."

  The little girl snorted softly, and stopped talking lazily.

  The phone was quiet for one minute, and the gentle voice was like an elder. When it came through the network cable, there would be some low-pitched ribbons, lingering on the top of people's hearts: "If it's okay, I'll hang up."

   "Okay." Xitong stared at her fingertips, with a bright smile on the corners of her lips. After hanging up the phone, she buried her face on the doll.

  If it weren’t for what she knew Rong Bai did, I’m afraid she would really think that this guy is ruthless and desireless to cultivate his body, and he would have barely seen Hong Chen as a monk.

   Xi Tong laughed at the thought of someone's gentle and compassionate brows.

  False compassion.

  Sunlight spilled in through the half-open window, and fell on the white bouquet, jumping and mottled, cut into two halves of light and dark, and the petals stretched out. Slender fingers stretched out, the skin was almost white to transparent in the sun, glowing like a cold jade, and a ring was worn on the tail finger. Holding a pair of scissors in his hand, he casually cut off the extra part of the bouquet.

   A slight click sounded in silence.

"Rong Liyu has been tossed like this by you, don't you want to do it?" The palm-sized demon flew to her lazily, sat on the window lattice, the bat wings behind him spread out, and the black was dark red. The lines are weird and beautiful, which makes it even more wicked and lazy in the sun.

   "No hurry." The man was wearing a snow-white sweater, and he was lazy at home, melted into the halo. The gold wire glasses lined the eyebrows and the eyelashes were shallow, and the brown eyes were as deep as the sea, and he calmly said, "It's not time yet."

  The voice fell and there was another click. She calmly cut the flowers and leaves, moving lightly, looking compassionate and patient, but contradictory, revealing an indescribable cruelty.

   "Don't cut it! This is fine, you cut it bald again." The devil couldn't stand it anymore, frowning and shouting.

  Danbai raised her eyebrows and glanced at the bouquet of flowers in the vase. He didn't know how the devil came to such a conclusion: "If you don't cut it now, you may not have a chance in the future."

   She whispered, the understatement of trimming, the peace of the eyebrows, such an appearance will always make people unable to see through: "The prosperity must decline, there is a truth."

  The demon thinks that dyeing white implies something, but he is too lazy to think about these principles, but his host is still a particularly "reasonable" person.

  He lightly patted the bat's wings and flew to the flower. He sniffed the fragrance of the flowers, but he still felt that the scent of the white body did not smell good.

   "Cut it, cut it, you won't be bald." The devil said indifferently: "Then when are you going to do it?"

  Now it’s like that outside, and the Rong family’s ministries are even more eager to move. Only dyed white and thinking about cutting flowers here, leisurely and at ease.

   "Rong Liyu's forces for so many years will not fall easily." Ranbai chuckled lightly, her voice flat and low: "He is also observing, waiting for the early bird."

  Cut it off again, and the flowers and leaves fall.

   "Anyone who stands up at this time will become the object of sacrifice."

  So she asked Xitong to push Rong Mo out, as this stupid bird.

   But Rong Mo is not stupid. If he is smart enough, he should know what he should do next.

   "Rong Liyu doubts Rong Mo, Rong Mo will push the contradiction to other illegitimate children."

  With gentle pity, she put down the scissors.

   "Dog bites the dog, isn't it fun?"

   Rather than actively fighting and falling into this circle of power, she is more willing to be innocent, to be alone, and to be the player behind the scenes.

  She did nothing.

  I did everything again.

  The devil’s scalp was numb, and he gave dye white a label of being extremely good at manipulating people's hearts.

   "You are not afraid of overturning." He muttered lazily, his dark red and beautiful eyes stained with interesting colors.

   "Anything needs to be risky." Ran Bai looked at him with such eyes as if he could drown people in the deep sea, "I believe I will win."

  He has a firm tone.

   "I also believe you will win." The devil was also smiling, he flew to the white shoulder, and touched her neck fondly.

  On the day,

  When Rongmo returned home, Ranbai was sitting on the sofa. She beckoned to stop the boy, and said with a smile: "Come over and talk to my sister."

  Rongmer paused, looking at the figure he was smiling on the sofa, walked over and sat next to the dyed white.

  Yan Bai can see the black and blue in the young boy's eyes, and he is very tired. The impact of this incident on Rong Mo was not small, and it took a while to resolve it. At least he won't act rashly for a period of time.

   "Is there a lot of psychological pressure?" Ran Baiduan asked him a cup of tea.

  The TV was showing a TV series. The lights in the living room were warm, and Rong Mo had nothing to think about. He nodded, took a sip, and whispered, “Sister, I’m a little tired.”

   is actually very tired, but he has no one to talk to.

  He has no friends.

  For so many years, only Rong Bai has been around from beginning to end.

  But she is so perfect that she doesn't belong to him at all.

  At that moment, Rong Mo had an urge to speak out, but he was quickly suppressed.

  "It's because of the company's business." Ran Bai thoughtfully, "This is a good thing. You should learn more from them. They are all your predecessors and know a lot."

  Rongmo smiled, "I also know that I will try to learn from them."

   "If there is a disadvantage, it will be good, it depends on how you choose." she said.

  Rong was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he realized that she was teaching him, and his heart was slightly disturbed.

  He didn't know what she was thinking anymore.

  Clearly knowing that these are not true, but there is still a warmth flowing from the bottom of the barren heart, pouring into the cold blood.

   "Thank you." He whispered, his brows softened.

   "Thank you? I'm your sister." Dye Bai smiled, and rubbed his head with a hand, with a gentle and indulgent voice: "Tell me anything, don't keep it in your mind."

  Is she doing this to everyone?

  Rongmo gave birth to dark thoughts in his heart, like seeds buried in the soil, sprouts over time, uncontrollable savage growth, and even more prosperous by wildfire.

   "Will my sister always teach me?" It shouldn't be asked, but he still asked.

   "Of course." Dyeing a white smile.

  Until you die.

  Rong Mo stretched his eyebrows and his earlobes were red.

   "We, Amo, are very smart, but no one has discovered it yet." She laughed, her voice low and sweet.

  (End of this chapter)