Zhu Xiaomei no longer had to disguise, her face was hideous and distorted. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The plan was realized so easily, as long as she trapped the warmth here, Azazel couldn't get her magic, and he wouldn't leave her.

No one will come here, this place is so shabby, even if Chang Minxiao asks her about meeting with Nuan, she can completely say that they met elsewhere.

At that time, this place may be demolished, and she has to find a way to hide the warmth in a place where even the demolition people can't find it at night.

Just let the warmth disappear like this. If she disappears, wouldn't it be that Azazel will never resurrect Belle and never leave the world.

Then they can be together forever, and what if Azazel has someone else in her heart, as long as the other person is by her side.

The more Zhu Xiaomei thought about it, the more she felt that she should let Wen Wen die here, in fact, she originally just wanted to delay time, but as her crazy thoughts kept drifting into her mind, everything became logical in her distorted mind.

Lying on the ground warmly and quietly, with long hair spread softly beside his head, fair skin, slightly bent eyebrows, like a sleeping beauty, lying on the ground.

Before she fainted, she hadn't thought that Zhu Xiaomei might be harming her.

Because she couldn't figure it out.

I can't figure out what reason Zhu Xiaomei has to do this to her, because she doesn't know that when a person loves another person with despicable thoughts, he has lost his heart.

Yes, lost heart. lost the heart of pure love.

At the beginning, Zhu Xiaomei just hoped to stay next to Azazler, but she didn't think about hurting anyone, she was just humble and wanted to complete one task after another for him.

He nurture her and show her how to use some external forces to protect herself.

Although Zhu Xiaomei doesn't know magic, she knows how to use props, which were given to her by Azazle.

She knew that as long as Warmth fell under the spell of the totem, she would never wake up, no matter how strong Warmth's will was, the totem would occupy all her consciousness, and finally slowly swallow it.

She crouched down, half-kneeling beside the warmth.

In fact, she is not hostile to warmth, if there is no magic, if there is no Azazler, maybe they will really become very good colleagues.

For the sake of Azazler, she would not tolerate anyone who might take him away from her side.

If it weren't for the enchantment that Azazel had set up around Belle's body, she would have stolen Belle first.

But she can't do it, she can't start with Belle, she can only start with warmth.

I'm sorry, don't blame me if you die. Zhu Xiaomei's expression was cold, and a cold hand pulled it down, warming the long hair wrapped around her arm.

I can't help but feel a little pain in my heart.

This woman, why is she so good, she has obviously lost her parents, and she is obviously helpless, but she is cared for by such a man.

From the first day she came to work in Haixiang, Zhu Xiaomei paid attention to everything about her.

It was also on that day that she discovered that Chang Yihan, who had always been breezy and gentle as jade, secretly liked warmth.

At that time, Zhu Xiaomei's task was only to monitor the warmth and observe who was close to her.

Because at that time, Azazler was sure that magic and angel wings would attract each other, so Zhu Xiaomei would pay attention to the opposite sex that appeared around him.

At that time, she once thought that it could be that Chang Yihan had angel wings on his body. She didn't jump to conclusions.

When Chang Minxiao transferred Nuan Wen to be a senior assistant to the president, she begged Chang Yihan to keep her, saying that she didn't want to be Chang Minxiao's assistant.

Zhu Xiaomei didn't expect that when Warmth didn't get the result she wanted, she walked out of the office in frustration.

Chang Yihan's nails pierced deep into the flesh, and the blood that oozed out had already stained the documents under his fists red.

She took the document to Chang Yihan to sign, so when she saw the bloodstains on the document and the scars on Chang Yihan's palm, she was shocked.

It was at that time that she knew that Chang Yihan liked warmth, and he wanted to keep the warmth by his side, but he kept Chang Minxiao secret.

But what he didn't expect was that Chang Minxiao also liked warmth, did so many things, and played so many tricks, in fact, just to attract the attention of warmth.

Every time she gritted her teeth and Zhu Xiaomei complained about how sick Chang Minxiao was, Zhu Xiaomei was more sure of her guess.

How jealous she is of Warmth, why are so many people around Warmth caring, so many people care about her, and they don't ask for anything in return.

Why didn't he have it, why did he have to stay humbly by Azazel's side.

In exchange for only one cold task after another, he didn't even have the right to call him by name.

Master? He is her master, not a friend, not a lover, not a relative.

The corners of Zhu Xiaomei's eyes twitched fiercely, and she frantically grabbed her warm arm and shook it vigorously.

"Why, why can you have someone who loves you, I don't." She has been unable to control her emotions, her heart is twisted, crazy, sick.

The more she thought about everything she had gotten from warmth, the more unwilling she felt, obviously fate had given them a similar experience, and it was clear that they might live similarly in the world.

But why do you have to love someone so humbly, but you can enjoy it all with warmth.

Her smile was twisted, terrifying, and echoed in the shabby room, she wasn't happy herself, and she couldn't make others happy.

Can't, can't!

She was excited, her voice was very loud, and she kept repeating "no", if it weren't for the fact that the house next door had long been unoccupied, her voice would have been heard.

Zhu Xiaomei took out the hemp rope prepared in advance, tied her warm arms behind her back, trapped her ankles again, and then sealed her warm mouth with duct tape, so that even if she woke up, it was impossible to get out.

"Since I'm so unlucky, why are you living so happily, didn't you say we're good friends? Then stay with me. ”

"Are you fighting with the totem? Don't waste your efforts, it's impossible to succeed, why waste your physical strength, save a little calorie, maybe you can resist for a few more days. ”

"Warmth, I didn't want to hurt you, you can only blame yourself for what happened today, who called your life so good, it's not fair, isn't it?"

"At least you've had a lover, so die with your love. At least I'm happy to be dead, wouldn't it be nice for someone to remember? ”

Zhu Xiaomei said as she dragged the house warmly, her face was distorted, some words were for Nuan, some words were for herself, and some she didn't know who she was listening to.

The warm legs were lifted, the upper body was dragged to the ground, and the long jet-black hair was spread on the ground like a black waterfall, winding and outlining in the direction of being dragged.