You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

Ah, it's him.

Looking at the young man on the podium without blinking, Han Jing narrowed his eyes slightly. The other party's voice was distorted through the microphone, but the unique temperament in the words could not be erased.

In a daze, Han Jing felt that he was back when he was young. That person looked like this back then. Pure white, who was ignorant of the world, was held in the hands of the people around him and protected him.

Ah, no.

This is a little liar.

Han Jing's eyes were a little lost. In his sight, the man was covered in crimson, his limbs were twisted, and he could only look at him helplessly.

His blood... must be warm.

Han Jing swallowed, feeling a little anxious because of a fire in his heart.

Bear with me a little longer.

It will be available soon.

Han Jing's eyes darkened when he thought of the person hugged by that man in front of his house last night.

It seems to be called... Su Qiao?

It seems...very important.

Mo Xi couldn't hold back several times and wanted to invite Han Jing out, the sight really made him uncomfortable.However, Han Jing didn't do anything out of the ordinary other than staring at him.

Finally, it was time to end the get out of class. When Mo Xi walked out of the classroom, he couldn't help but glared at Han Jing, only to get Han Jing's helpless expression.

Thinking of the little cutie at home who was obediently waiting for him to go back, Mo Xi's mood changed from cloudy to sunny, and he couldn't help laughing.

He originally had a cold temperament, but when he showed this smile, others looked over unconsciously.

Mo Xi straightened his face again.

After a few weeks like this, except that Han Jing always appeared a little strangely from time to time, Mo Xi still felt very satisfied.

Su Qiao also spoke more and more times, and she was not as restrained as when she first moved in.

He didn't want to go out, so Mo Xi invited someone to teach him. Every day when he came home from get off work, he could see the well-behaved Su Qiao waiting for him. It couldn't be more comfortable.

Su Qiao's happiness value is increasing every day. Although the range is small, it is now around 30. Mo Xi feels that the future is bright.

Mo Xi thought that life would continue like this until Su Qiao completely forgot about Han Jing's scumbag.

He always thinks too well.

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Opening his eyes, Mo Xi's heart clenched violently when he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

The room was empty, with no windows, only the cold light of the incandescent lamp.Moxi's hands and legs were bound and he couldn't move.His body didn't seem to have any injuries, and he was still wearing the clothes he had worn before coma.

"Jojo!"

Not far from him is Su Qiao.

Su Qiao was also tied up, but unlike him, Su Qiao was blindfolded and had blood on her face.

Sujo doesn't seem to have regained consciousness yet.

The ground is smooth and cold, covered with a layer of white marble, which gradually takes away the body temperature.

Moshi shuddered.

"Is... anyone..." His voice was hoarse.

Mo Xi recalled the scene before he fell into a coma, but he couldn't even remember the person who tied him up.

It was so quiet that Mo Xi could hear his own heartbeat.

Anxiety and fear spread bit by bit.

Mo Xi began to struggle, and slowly moved towards Su Qiao's direction.He was still wearing a white shirt, but his trousers were taken off. As he moved, the shirt fell apart. Even without a mirror, Mo Xi could still imagine how embarrassed he looked at this moment.

Little by little, he finally moved to Su Qiao's side.

"Qiao Qiao, wake up." Mo Xi took a few breaths and hit Su Qiao's chest with his head.

His movements were a bit large, but Su Qiao remained motionless.

Mo Xi's face was pale with worry, but he stayed close to Su Qiao, wanting to listen to his breathing.

- Click.

The door opened without warning.

Before Mo Xi could see that person, he heard a voice full of laughter.

"Oh, Young Master Mo, I really can't wait for a moment."

Mo Xi suddenly looked up, and Han Jing's half-smile face was reflected in his eyes.

"It's you!"

Mo Xi's eyes widened.

Han Jing tilted his head and smiled. He was wearing a light-colored windbreaker and a white scarf, and he was not aggressively dressed.

"Let me go!" Mo Xi glared at him, "You're crazy!"

Han Jing still had a smile on his face, and he said slowly, "Why is Mo Shao so angry, it will scare the children."

Mo Xi frowned tightly, watching Han Jing approaching him, trying not to let the panic in his heart show, and forced his expression.

Han Jing walked slowly to his side, looked at Mo Xi's indifferent expression, gave a low laugh, and kicked Su Qiao hard in the abdomen.

"Woo!" Su Qiao cried out in pain.

For a moment, Mo Xi felt as if his body was in pain.

"Han Jing!" He stopped pretending to be calm and shouted at Han Jing angrily, "How dare you touch him!"

Su Qiao curled up. Blindfolded, he didn't know where to hide, so he could only curl up.

Mo Xi blocked him with his body, turned his back to Han Jing, "Qiao Qiao, I'm here..."

Han Jing was amused.

He gently waved Mo Xi away, grabbed Su Qiao's hair and pulled him up, and tore off the cloth strips covering his eyes, Su Qiao's painful expression was reflected in Mo Xi's eyes.

"It's so ugly." Han Jing frowned in disgust.

"Let go of him! Han Jing!" Mo Xi struggled, his wrist was worn out by the rope, and he didn't feel it at all, "Scumbag! Stay away from him!"

Han Jing's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth curled up abnormally, then he grabbed Su Qiao's head and slammed it hard on the ground.

"Ah!" Su Qiao screamed, her forehead was bruised and purple.

His nose was also bleeding, and the crimson color made Mo Xi's face pale with distress, and he was speechless.

Han Jing reached out to touch Su Qiao's blood, and then wiped the liquid on Su Qiao's face like paint, "Haha, Young Master Mo, look at him, he's so stupid."

"Ah!" Moxi yelled like crazy, "Let him go! Get out! Get out!"

Han Jing was still smiling, he threw Su Qiao aside like trash, and then took out a knife from his pocket.

Facing Moxi's terrified eyes, Han Jing pushed up Su Qiao's clothes, revealing his thin and thin abdomen, and then smiled at Moxi as if showing off, "Look carefully, Young Master Mo, I will take these organs one by one. Take it out and give it to you."

"Don't!" Mo Xi's voice was sharp and piercing, but Han Jing squinted his eyes in satisfaction due to this gaffe.

"No! Don't touch him! Don't touch him!" Mo Xi watched helplessly that the tip of the knife was getting closer and closer to Su Qiao's abdomen. When he was about to touch Su Qiao's abdomen, he cried out suddenly, "I beg you Don't hurt him!"

Moshi cried.

Han Jing's movements stopped.

He turned his head to the side, and Moxi cried in embarrassment, with big tears dripping on the ground.

"No way, if I don't touch him, how can I play games." Han Jing's voice was full of helplessness.

"I'll come! I'll replace him!" Mo Xi was angry and distressed, and couldn't stop crying, "Don't you just want to kill someone! Just kill me!"

"Young Master Mo, would you like to play with me?"

"willing!"

"I can do anything?"

"Yes! As long as you don't touch him!"

Su Qiao struggled to look over in the blood mist, and he saw Han Jing smiling.

Like a child who got candy, hugged Moxi who was crying, and laughed happily.

The author has something to say:

Mo Xi (surprised): I'll go!Is the development of the plot on clockwork?

Su Qiao (covering her face): It hurts...

Han Jing (bright smile): Continue to the next chapter~

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