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C4 Incinerator

First the hand on my waist, then the slow downward movement up my leg.

Although I had never been in a relationship in my life, I had at least had a dream, but this real feeling wasn't a dream. I didn't know where the courage came from, so I grabbed onto that impudent hand, but the moment I grabbed it, "Don't move."

"You … What are you trying to do... "Forgive me, I was wrong. As long as you let me go, I will burn anything you want!"

"You are my woman, I only want you."

"I'll burn a silk quilt, an electric blanket, and ten high simulation dolls for you. There'll be all sorts of celebrities … "I beg of you, please let me go …" As I said that, I was on the verge of tears.

Unexpectedly, after hearing that, he chuckled and bit my ear, fiercely sucking on it, "Don't struggle anymore, you are my wife, and death is my ghost!"

After saying that, Yun Yu came attacking. I didn't care about being attacked by a dead body, but the increasing heat coming from the outside made me deeply suspect that the coffin in question had already been sent into the crematorium.

I reached out to touch the wall of the coffin, causing me to cry out in shock as I retracted my hand. He tried his best to grab my hand as he said, "Don't move, the coffin is already melting."

"You want to burn me?"

"Don't worry, you won't feel any pain. On the contrary, you'll feel very comfortable."

When he finished, he turned me over and pressed me down, and I could finally see him clearly. His eyebrows were sharp, his dark pupils were like bright obsidian, his nose was high, and his lips were thick and sexy. The contours of his perfect cheeks were impeccable.

When I thought about last night, my face felt hot and hot.

But what the f * ck is the use of being handsome, he's a ghost!

"Is my wife satisfied with me?"

With that, he smiled.

The temperature inside the coffin was getting hotter and hotter. I felt like I was about to turn into a roasted pig. It was extremely uncomfortable, but the happiness was already on my nerves. I didn't even have the strength to struggle.

The process of dying, no matter how f * * king beautiful it is, is still death. I'm only 22 years old, and I've never even dated before. I don't want to die!

"I beg of you, please let me out. As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to do anything."

"Are you really willing to do anything?"

"Yes, yes." My head was nodding like a chicken pecking rice.

"Unfortunately, I won't let you go. Husband and groom, you can only live with me in the ice-cold underworld. Don't worry, with a husband, you won't be cold." Then he sealed my lips to keep me from begging for mercy, and I watched with wide eyes as the coffin burned and melted.

The melted gelatinous substance from the crystal coffin dripped onto my face, and sizzling sounds of burning came out. The strong choking smell made me unable to breathe. The corpse on my body had already been ignited by the high temperature.

"Help! "Help!"

The flames mingled with the ashes and surrounded me, gradually losing consciousness in the scalding heat.



I opened my eyes and saw my mother sitting at the head of the bed, wiping my sweat with a towel. My face was covered with sweat, and my clothes were soaked with it.

"Wake up, wake up!" My mother covered her mouth in excitement as tears welled up in her eyes.

Zhou Xiangxiang pushed my mother aside, reached out to pry open my eyelids and examine them carefully. Then she pried open my mouth, ran her fingers through my mouth for a moment, pinched something out, put it under her nose, sniffed it, and threw it on the floor.

When I saw Zhou Xiangxiang awake, I grabbed her hand. "Xiangxiang, am I alive or dead?"

"Of course I'm alive. With me here, I won't let you die."

I heaved a sigh of relief, and dropped the hand that was holding her. Two streams of tears flowed from the corners of my eyes.

It was good that he was alive. It was good that he was alive.

My mother came forward to wipe my sweat with tears in her eyes, "Girl, you scared my mother to death. Yesterday you knelt in front of the mourning hall as if you had lost your soul, unable to wake me up no matter what."

"Mom, I'm fine. I think I have a cold. Go out and get me something to eat. I need to talk to Xiangxiang."

Libre Baskerville
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