Bang!

When I first became conscious, the little ginseng essence only listened to a loud sound, and then I felt a sore feeling.

"Wow grass." The little ginseng spirit couldn't help it, and burst into a rough sentence in his consciousness.

233 was startled, and shouted for a while.

"Huh." At the same time, a disdainful sneer rang in his ears.

Wen Ling opened his eyes and looked at it, at this time he was lying flat on the ground, needless to say that the loud sound was obviously the movement of himself being pushed down or thrown down.

As for the culprit......

That's the ...... in front of you.

Ji Chenghuai?

It's just a modern version, dressed in a black suit, looking handsome but extraordinarily indifferent.

Well, he looks very similar to Ji Chenghuai, and he is about the same age, that is, this person's face is three points colder than Ji Chenghuai's, and his eyes are full of ice slag.

The most important thing is that there seems to be endless darkness behind him, giving people an inexplicable feeling of panic, always feeling that in the next second, the darkness will swallow people.

has a cold and indifferent atmosphere, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that should be sultry and moving, but at this time, it is full of dead silence and ridicule.

Needless to say, I know that this is a benefactor.

It looks alike, and so does the breath.

"Shameless." After sneering, the man in front of him coldly spit out four words, and then motioned to the person behind him and pushed himself away.

Yes, push.

Because although a man has a luxurious temperament, he is in a wheelchair and needs to be pushed by someone behind him.

But it's estimated that it can also be electric, but the man doesn't want to move.

When you land, you will meet your benefactor, which is a beautiful thing for the little ginseng essence.

It's just that, in the next second, her mind is not on her benefactor.

Because, Wen Ling felt that his little head was a little cold, and he seemed to be a little inexplicably cold.

Subconsciously reached out and touched it, and then Wen Ling screamed directly in his consciousness: "Wow grass, why don't I have hair??? ”

Yes, the bare little brain shell, not a single hair, only a little bit of slag to the touch, it should be the root of the hair.

At this moment, the little ginseng essence collapsed, and he couldn't even take care of the benefactor who was close in front of him, and the whole ginseng closed himself on the spot and lay back on the ground.

Fortunately, the climate is not bad now, and the weather is not cold, looking at this should be a very normal modern world, this place is a little more off, it seems to be at the foot of the mountain.

It's not cold on the ground, and there are no passers-by, so you don't need to worry about losing face or anything.

Therefore, the little ginseng essence let go of its self-autism.

No hair!!

Is there anything more cruel in this world than this for a ginseng?

"That's that...... You can grow your hair slowly. 233 was inexplicably weak and a little nervous.

When speaking, the mechanical AI is not very smooth.

"Besides, your identity in this world is Aunt Dao, isn't it normal for Aunt Dao to have no hair?" 233 thought about it, and felt that there was no hair, and it was nothing.

The little ginseng essence sneered: "Have you heard of whose Dao aunt deliberately cut her hair?" It's a nun who picks her hair, and everyone has different religions, what do you say? ”

Wen Ling is really autistic.

Although the benefactor's cold eyes are also quite sad.

But it doesn't matter, this can be improved slowly, but without hair, the benefactor seems to be bad at it.

What is this to save people?

Is it difficult to pick the leg hair of my little cute ginseng?

The new plane, the first day of the little ginseng essence autism~

(End of chapter)