Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

But that night, Mu Qing fell asleep again.

It was still black and gray.

The little succubus is there too.

She seemed to be asleep, her breathing long and steady.

It's just that this time she wore less clothes than last time, and the tulle was faintly visible.

Mu Qing lowered her eyes, waved her sleeves, and the white cloak slowly fell on her body.

He didn't wake people up, but walked around.

When he came back, the little succubus also woke up.

She looked around blankly, as if she didn't know where she was, and when she saw him, a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Where is this place?"

Mu Qing's footsteps stopped short.

"May I ask who the young master is?"

Mu Qing couldn't help but sized her up a few times.

Her eyes were clear with a hint of bewilderment, but more of an uneasiness about the unfamiliar environment.

Mu Qing pursed her lips: "I don't know."

"Oh."

She didn't ask again, but covered her cloak shyly.

Mu Qing couldn't help thinking of the exquisite and full curves she saw not long ago.

He tilted his head and looked away.

There was a rustling sound.

The little succubus stood up and looked around while walking forward.

Mu Qing was afraid that something would happen if she walked around, so she hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't walk around, I don't know if this place is dangerous."

But I was puzzled in my heart.

With his cultivation base, no one can pull him into another void, and everything here is under his control, it should be his dream without a doubt.

But since it was his dream, why couldn't he control the end of the dream?

He couldn't figure it out.

And the little succubus is also very well-behaved, after hearing what he said, she didn't wander around anymore, but came to him.

But she was only wearing a cloak, and the tulle on her body was not changed. When she walked around, the cloak was unfurled, occasionally revealing a little spring light, which dazzled Mu Qing's eyes.

But the little succubus didn't know it, and got close to him in fear because of his words.

Mu Qing narrowed her eyes and distanced herself from her.

But after a while, she posted it again.

"Does the young master know how to get out?"

There is a hint of fragrance on her body, which is light but not greasy, and you can't forget it when you smell it.

He distanced himself a little more.

"I don't know."

"Oh, shall we just wait here then?"

Mu Qing then looked at her again.

"You don't remember what happened before?"

"what's up?"

Her eyes were full of confusion, not as if she was lying.

But Mu Qing did not give up on this, but said: "You have already been here once before."

"Huh? Really? How did we get out then?"

Mu Qing just had a meal.

He was able to wake up at the time because she fell and fell on top of him, and he...

His eyes could not help falling on her chest.

Moved away quickly.

——He was really stunned, it was just an accident at the time.

But, was that really an accident?

She is a succubus, and Mu Qing has to doubt her.

It's just that there are still things I can't figure out.

The little succubus is also very obedient, if you say you can't run around, you really don't run around.

She sat down where she was, resting her cheeks in a daze.

Mu Qing also sat down and began to meditate.

After a while, he smelled a fragrance.

"Can I sit next to you? I'm afraid of being alone."

The little succubus moved over by herself and sat down beside him.

Mu Qing glanced at her, closed her eyes again and continued to meditate.

"Why do you think it's so dark in here?"

"Why is it just me and you here?"

"Just now you said that we have been here before, so how did we get out in the end?"

She chattered endlessly to herself, but Mu Qing didn't respond to a word.

Probably because she felt bored, she soon stopped talking.

The environment immediately fell into silence.

She stopped talking, but Mu Qing felt something was wrong.

He raised his eyes and glanced at her, and saw that she imitated his appearance and pretended to be meditating too.

The postures are nondescript, and the buttocks seem to be stabbed, and they squirm from time to time.

Mu Qing: "..."