Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 1100

[Chapter 1100 Good night, sick brother (25)]

He looked at him with a smile, a terrifying taboo-like smile, raised the corner of his mouth and said, “Sister? The person I love, even my own sister, I love her desperately. What about you? Do you like her?” Who is it?”

His tail sound was very long, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and he invaded every inch of her territory side by side.

She had countless words to say in her mind, but every time she reached her throat, she couldn’t say it.

There was only one sentence, and she said it…

“You… are not worthy of being called Du Jiusheng at all.” She bit her lip tightly, and said the words in a hoarse voice that made the heart hurt so badly.

In the next second, crystal clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and landed on the tidy bed drop by drop.

For a moment, he stopped all his movements before he saw her expression clearly.

The slightly curly hair is a bit messy, and the doll’s pajamas on her body have long been torn to pieces. His hands were firmly imprisoned above his head by his straight hand, with stubborn tears on his cheeks, even if it was a broken and broken doll.

At this time, compared with the big doll next to her, she looked so dirty and pitiful.

“Huh——” A very long sigh sounded in her ears.

After all, he didn’t continue to ‘bully’ her, but took the quilt on the bed, wrapped her up, and let her lean against the doll’s belly.

Luo Qingchen closed her eyes and wanted to say something, but was interrupted directly by him.

“I’m sorry…” came from his trembling voice, with a deep apology to her.

But his heart is still turbulent, and his urge to want her has not diminished in the slightest.

But he… should protect her more than hurt her, shouldn’t he?

This was probably the first time Luo Qingchen saw Du Jiusheng have such an expression, his face was frustrated, as if his whole body had been hollowed out.

At this moment, if Du Jiusheng is only acting to make her fall in love with him, then she accepts her fate.

It doesn’t matter to her whether he wins or loses. But there are some things she still wants to say to him, to heal his wounds and restless heart…

“Du Linger is not me…”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“The person I like in the recording… …”

“It’s not important.” He gently touched her head with his slender fingers, looked at her with tenderness and doting on his face, and said, “No matter who you liked before, the person you like now will change.” It’s me, is it okay?”

Thousands of words, he used such a sentence as the ending, which made her dumb for an instant.

She never thought that a man as radiant as Du Jiusheng would put away all his sharpness for one person. How strong his heart must be to say such a compromise word to her when he is so humble in the dust.

Or it can be said how much he likes her…

“Okay.” She nodded, stretched out her little hand from under the quilt, and gently grabbed his slender fingertips.

The next second, he was startled suddenly, and threw himself into her arms.

Holding her tightly through the quilt.

If a teenager drinks alcohol and almost loses all his sanity, he can still stop all actions and stop continuing.

That proves…he really cares about you…

not to mention, he is a flawed, ‘sick’ teenager.

Suddenly, he was a little afraid of himself. I was afraid that my inexplicable desire to confine and possess would hurt her, I was afraid that I would sink deeper, I was afraid that I would continue to be addicted.

But in fact, the current him… seems to be… unable to extricate himself…

[End of This Chapter]