The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wanqing struggled to break free from the dream.

She opened her eyes suddenly, panting heavily, feeling very tight in her chest, almost suffocating.

The heart seemed to be strangled, and it was extremely painful.

She lay on her side, curled up in the bed, tightly grasping the neckline and bedding of her pajamas, "It hurts..."

Mu Wanqing's face was pale, she had a lot of cold sweat on her forehead and nose, and her lips were bloodless.

"it hurts……"

She tried to breathe, but she seemed to fall into the darkness even more, and her whole body sank down uncontrollably.

It hurts so much that she can't wait to die.

"Qinqin! Just hold on to Qinqin..." The little angel was flustered, and the angel's pupils shone slightly.

Mu Wanqing held the quilt, his fingers were too hard, the joints were even a little white, "I...I..."

She can't persist, and doesn't want to persist.

It was so painful, she just felt that blood was pouring into her head, as if it could take her life at any time.

I can't breathe, as if there is no oxygen in the air.

"Ah!" The little angel was going crazy.

He had no choice but to mobilize most of his energy again and slowly injected it into Mu Wanqing's heart.

The light of the angel’s pupils became more and more dimmed, and the energy beam gradually disappeared into the air as it was integrated into the girl’s body...

"Qinqin, are you better?"

The angel's pupil jumped slightly.

He didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of frightening Mu Wanqing, or for fear of affecting her recovery.

The girl's lips were slightly opened, but her delicate peach eyes seemed to lose their light, a little dim and a little sluggish.

Her face was still pale, her blood color had not yet recovered, but her breathing gradually became a little smoother, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised, "How...how did you do it?"

Angel pupil, isn’t there no way to cure her disease...

"I really can't cure the disease."

The little angel said helplessly, "But at a critical moment, it can still save lives. After all, if the host really dies, we will also disappear..."

Fortunately, the angel's pupil is full of energy.

Thanks to Ye Yuchen for helping her replenish her energy, otherwise she might have to go back to the rose garden to collect her body.

Mu Wanqing frowned and wondered, "I've always wondered why you can do everything but can't cure the disease?"

Isn't the supernatural power space defying the sky? It should be omnipotent!

Why is the missing part the part she wants most...

The little angel murmured, "Actually, every space system has a small flaw! When we bind the host, we can only choose humans with the same flaws as ours..."

Mu Wanqing nodded suddenly.

She probably understood what the little angel meant, but she didn't know the rules of survival between these systems.

"I used to have a twin brother, a necklace exactly like mine, called Angel Eye! His flaw is that he has lost the ability to communicate and cannot talk to the host."

The little angel introduced to Mu Wanqing, "So, he later bound a boy with a personality defect... but I haven't contacted him for a long time."

I don't know if it disappeared with the host.

Something else happened...

"Good, good." Mu Wanqing curled the corners of his lips, "Sure enough, there is no good thing to lose pie in the world."

The godsend system still deprives them of what they want most, and what they should lose is still not getting...