Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 47 Rich daughters, don’t get blackened (44)

  Ling Yu stood up, adjusted his tie, what was going on, inexplicably carried a scapegoat for others, this felt...very uncomfortable.

"No."

  Father Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard Ling Yu's cold tone. He knew his son. If he did it by himself, he would directly admit it. Then, who did it. This is to be considered.

  In the cold basement,

  The drops of water tickled down, and it looked strange and infiltrating in the silent basement.

  There are various collections in the basement.

  The whole basement is full of weird atmosphere.

  On the operating table, a woman was imprisoned, her limbs being fastened by iron buckles, and red marks were printed.

  Exquisite appearance, furrowed brows, a pair of apricot eyes closed tightly.

  She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling, a little dazed, where is she?

   Soon, she realized the imprisoned limbs, she was struggling in a panic, with fear in her eyes. What is this, and what will her brother do with her?

  Well, Ling Yu once again carried a scapegoat.

  Ling Yu: "I have a temper too! I won't mess with others!"

  The person lying on the operating table is Ling Yun. At this moment, her eyes are flustered, and her tears are rolling in her eye sockets. It looks pitiful. If there is a man, she will definitely feel sorry, but is it possible?

  How could dye white allow things other than her collection to enter her place.

  Ranbai stood there, wearing a white coat of abstinence, and his back was as straight as a green bamboo.

  She wears a medical blue mask, concealing her exquisite and beautiful face, revealing a pair of black eyes that seem to be hidden in the vast night sky and stars, with an indifferent expression.

   has a somewhat mysterious and distorted beauty, like an ascetic doctor stepping out of ink painting.

  "Wake up?" Dyeing spoke white, curling his lips slightly.

  Ling Yun saw Ranbai, his eyes widened, and said in a fluster, "Jingbai! What are you going to do?? Where's your brother, where is your brother?"

  Dyed white cold white slender fingers, slowly put on medical gloves, the movements are elegant and expensive, full of pleasing beauty.

  "You have to be punished for doing something."

  Her voice is clean and clear.

  Like her people, she seems pure and restrained.

   Ling Yun's hair was horrified, and his body trembled violently.

   "Ling Bai, what are you going to do! If my brother knew you were like this, he would definitely not treat me like this!"

  The sharp tip of the knife lingered on Lingyun’s face, the corners of her lips were curving, and her eyebrows were picturesque.

  "Who is he? Knowing what I look like does not have anything to do with you?"

  The shiny silver scalpel lingered on Ling Yun's face.

   dyed white voice with a faint sarcasm, "I was never a good person, how about you? Find someone to design Jingbai at the school, and deliberately design Jingbai at the banquet."

   Ran Bai chuckled, "Do you think you did something wrong?"

  Ling Yun looked at Dye Bai in horror, and the feeling of walking with the tip of the knife on his face made him terrified.

   "Sister, you are so beautiful." Ranbai praised without hesitation.

   However, Ling Yun felt cold all over his body.

"I will keep your beauty, your face, and keep it at your best moment." Dyeing whispered, the sickly and treacherous in the black eyes, the tone softly as if to treat the lover: "Let you be The most beautiful posture appears in the world, isn't it?"

  Her voice is clear and nice, clean and restrained, clear and indifferent.

  It is cold and quiet like the cold snow in early winter.

  Very good sound, cold but sweet.

  (End of this chapter)