"Whew! Call! The man on the bed opened his eyes violently, his fingers clutching the white sheets turned white, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his veins were slightly protruding, his elbows were pressed to his temples, and the fragments of the scenes flashed in his mind made her have a splitting headache, and the pain made him close his eyes tightly

"I'm Yingmo"

"I'm not winning Mo" He kept repeating these two sentences, this scene was weird like a demon, the pain gradually lessened, she slowly opened her eyes but her eyes were blank, as if in a two-dimensional space, Mo Yuwei suddenly appeared in front of her eyes A stunning teenager, Mo Yuwei's face appeared a rare sluggishness, although he can be called very beautiful as a queen, but he was ashamed in front of this young man,

"Who are you? Didn't I die from a plane crash? Mo Yuwei quickly came back to his senses, he was very puzzled why his dead self appeared here, and who was this stunning young man?

"I'm Ying Mo, you and I are both dead, but I want you to live for me, because only your soul can be integrated into my body."

"Why don't you yourself be resurrected? Why should I trust you? Mo whispered slightly. The boy's eyes dimmed

"Because I'm too cowardly, I want you to help me avenge me, and you're not willing to die like this, don't you still have the career you love and your friends, and I can't go back, please help me" Tears slid from the corners of the stunning young man's eyes, Mo Yuwei has been in the entertainment industry and the underworld for so many years, and naturally knows the authenticity of this young man's words,

"That's right, I'm not reconciled, are there any side effects of the resurrection?" The corners of Mo Yu's mouth curled up with an evil smile,

"Huh? No. The boy didn't expect to agree so easily

"Thank you". After the words fell, Mo Yuwei's surroundings reverted to the original bedroom appearance, Mo Yu looked around, in Ying Mo's memory, he knew that he was a winner in his face, but he was just a winner puppet, Mo Yuwei walked to the floor mirror and looked at the person in the mirror, his skin was as white as jade, especially the eyes flashed with a thousand kinds of glass light.

The appearance is picturesque, this kind of beauty is beyond the real beauty of men and women, the height of one meter seventy-seven, the convex and backward figure, it is simply the best in the world, Mo Yu smiled with satisfaction, suddenly thought of something, his eyes shifted to his chest, the towering peak, Mo Yu's eyes widened slightly, this Ying Mo is also a woman, and she couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth in her heart, it's really against the sky, it's difficult to enter the entertainment industry if you don't want to be popular.

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