Go Through My Demon Host

   Chapter 4159 Fanwai: When souls are exchanged 2

   Auntie is even more heartbroken! !

   It's over!

  It must be bigger than the sky! !

   Made the eldest lady look like this!

   Auntie said sadly: "Miss, don't worry, I will always be with you!"

   Devil: ? ? ?

   He stared blankly at Yanbai.

   White: "..."

   She didn't want to do anything else, she just wanted to clean up by pressing the demon against the wall.

   calmed down for two seconds. She tapped the table with her long fingers and said calmly, "Don't worry, Auntie, it's nothing major."

   is just out of body.

   Auntie looked at the boy in front of him kindly, seeing that his temperament was much calmer.

   must be the growth after the blow!

   Auntie comforted: "There will be rainbows after the wind and rain, don't be discouraged."

  “…”

  “…”

The    demon didn't know what she was talking about, and said oddly, "I'm fine."

   "Miss, you don't have to hold on, there are some words that will make you feel better!"

   Auntie almost burst into tears when she looked at her current appearance.

  The devil has two big heads.

   What did he do wrong! !

  Why face such a thing! ! !

   Dye Bai leaned on the side with a smile but not a smile, without saying a word, so he could watch the play in his spare time, with warm eyes.

   It wasn’t until I drove to the psychiatry clinic that I barely escaped the suffocating atmosphere.

  The devil fell on the car, and he didn't want to move at all. He couldn't live without love.

   Ranbai explained what he needed to pay attention to when he came to the psychological clinic.

  The devil is pitiful: "Can we change it back?"

   These rules are too many.

Help.

   "If you can get it back."

  “…”

  Today's patient has made an appointment for a month in advance before being able to see Yanbai!

   Excited.

   is like seeing an idol.

   "Hello, Doctor Rong!" he said enthusiastically.

   The demon snorted dryly and sat there, wearing a white lab coat and gold-rimmed glasses.

   It is mainly due to the fact that the whitening is really short-sighted and cannot be seen clearly without glasses.

  The demon bravely came to talk to the patient, and the boy next to him sat there casually, with an easy-going and elegant posture.

   "This is?" The patient hesitated.

   "Uh." My master is okay?

   "I'm Doctor Rong's assistant." Ranbai calmly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Hello."

"Hello."

   The next process is completely directed by Ranbai, and the devil is holding on to the shelf, and it is dangerous to set Ranbai to collapse.

   The patient scratched his head as he left.

   Very confused.

   Doctor Rong seems... a little strange.

   is not quite the same as in the legend.

   And he had never heard of any assistants Dr. Rong had.

but--

   Doctor Rong the eternal God.

   The patient nodded affirmatively with this conviction.

   After the patient left, the demon breathed a sigh of relief and fell lazily on the chair: "This is too difficult."

   Scary.

  Bah, scare the devil!

   "You can't load it after a long time?" Ranbai closed the document in his hand and looked at the lazy figure.

   "I don't look like you, I can pretend like that."

  The air was slightly quiet for two seconds.

   The demon coughed twice, and slowly sat up straight: "Master."

   against her face.

   Call her master.

   This is really a challenge to the psychological endurance of dyeing white.

   Her eyes were dark, and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, so she looked at the devil like that, and finally got up and walked forward, directly pressing the person on the chair slowly, and put one knee on him, trapping the little devil.

  The demon looked at her innocently, smiled stickily, hooked her fingertips, and deliberately angered: "Master..."

   Ranbai's eyes darkened slightly, pinching his chin, approaching him inch by inch, and paused at the moment when he was about to land on his lips.

  Rao is her best self-restraint and temperament, she can't help but stop.

   can't go down at all.

   Ranbai calmly thinks about possible solutions.

  The devil rolled his eyes: "Do you want me to cover your eyes?"

   "Don't provoke me." Ranbai let go of his movements and said lightly.

   "Lord..." The devil relied on her not to act, and dragged his voice lazily, with a hint of provocation.

Who knew that before he finished speaking, he was directly pinched by the waist and threw on the cold desk. The original neat document was swept to the ground by the doctor at will, without showing a trace of pity, the slender figure covered it. .

  The devil slammed his back on the table, groaned, his eyes were stunned, obviously he didn't expect that Ranbai would really dare.

   "Is there something your master won't do, eh?"

   The lazy ending is provocative, gentle and bewitching, revealing a low and ambiguous texture.

  The devil's eyes were foggy, he didn't even have the strength to his fingertips, his waist was weak, and he could do whatever he wanted: "Don't..."

   "Be good, say yes."

   The beautiful and weird black bat wings stretched out from behind the dyed white. She has always liked the pair of 001 wings. It will grow on her body one day, and it will be a little weird.

   But she didn't care either, and casually covered the demon's figure with bat wings.

   As time ticked away, the gorgeous and treacherous bat wings were stained with pure white and pure colors, and the **** patterns were covered with soft and crystal feathers.

   Those red eyes turned the color of ice silver.

   It's just that the gentleness in his eyes remains unchanged and indifferent.

  The angel woke up ignorantly, and saw the exact same face as himself, and was—kissing him.

   was instantly stunned!

   "Are you afraid?" Ranbai asked in a hoarse voice.

   "Lord, master?" The little angel stammered, his eyes blank and confused, pure inconceivable, full of trust with a sense of dependence.

"it's me."

  The little angel was stunned, his head like a lump of paste.

   It's hard to think what's going on.

   He pursed his lips and looked at himself, ignoring the ambiguous gesture that made his heart blush as much as possible.

  The angel wanted to hide himself.

   "Isn't it a little angel? Why is he like a rabbit?" Dyeing Bai fiddled with his eyelashes, his movements were inconsistent, and he didn't look like he had any intention of getting up like this.

The angel blushed, her eyebrows were beautiful, she pulled up her shirt sleeves nervously, her knuckles turned white, she didn't know what to do, never pushed her away, and finally just whispered: " Not a rabbit."

"what is that?"

   "It's the owner's."

   Ranbai chuckled softly, his tone was unhurried, every sound was like a lover's murmur, the gods were bewitched, and the roses bloomed until they died, tempting people to drown together in the deep sea.

   "Please leave it to me."

  The angel noticed the strangeness of his body, so he didn't dare to move, his eyes were soft, like a snow-white and shy rabbit, silently hugging Dyebai.

   Gentle gods please believers.

  The angel choked and wept, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye, but said, "The master can do whatever he wants..."

   Dye Bai kissed away his tears.

  The angel turned his back to the dyed white, his long eyelashes drooped down, and his eyes were crystal clear, like the sea.

   The carpal bones hang down to one side, and the fingers tremble slightly.

The moment the    demon woke up, his face was almost distorted, he couldn't breathe, and he clenched his hands subconsciously.

  Fuck! ! !

  The two forms are constantly alternating, the beautiful and **** bat wings grow again and again, like the rose on the tip of the knife, the spirits in the abyss, covering the white and pure wings.

   And the soft, translucent feathers were unwilling to fall behind, and the color was like a halo.

   Angels are well-behaved, while demons forbear accusations.

The    crystals fell on the black desktop, and the office was cold and clean.

  ***

   Taken from "My family system is finely divided" plane extension, according to the settings at that time.

The   be planes will not be written, the ending of their lives is inevitable, and they will change if they change.

   I should pick another plane from the past to write Little Sweet Fan, what?

   (end of this chapter)