The bustling crowd on the street inexplicably made Chi Wan feel frightened.

Her eyes were uneasy to look around, her body collapsed into a line because she was too nervous, and she subconsciously raised her hand to suppress the somewhat high hat on her ears.

But after remembering his claws, he hurriedly put them down.

And what scares her is not the possible accusations of the crowd.

It's the consequence of being overly concerned once it's discovered.

The laboratory is a pain that she can't erase in her life.

The crowd gradually blurred, and in a trance, she seemed to be back to the place that frightened her.

The surveillance everywhere, the shining incandescent lights, all kinds of sophisticated instruments, and the all-white walls make the entire laboratory exude a deathly depressing, almost suffocating.

The researchers, dressed in white coats, with various tools in their hands, kept cutting her body......

Breathing gradually became rapid, Ji Wan's little face turned pale in an instant, she wanted to scream, wanted to escape, but she ...... Nothing can be done.

In the dark, she seemed to see those deep and cold eyes again, without a trace of emotion, and the hideous grimace mask made her body tremble more and more.

As if she had been choked by a demon, the suffocating oppression almost swallowed her, only to make her hurt to the bone marrow with every breath.

Who's going to ......

Save......

Save her......

Scold.

No one will come.

It hurts.

Her body hurts......

Kill them.

Kill them all......

The pale little face gradually became hideous, the blue tendons on her forehead burst out, Ji Wan's eyes burst out with strong hatred, and her sharp claws suddenly grabbed the car window, making a creepy 'zizi sound-'......

Reflected in the car window were her scarlet eyes, her monstrous dark face, and ...... The deep, piercing scratches.

Just when the demon in her heart was about to break out of the ground, Chi Wan was hugged by a pair of strong and powerful hands.

"Don't be afraid...... I'm here. ”

It's as low as a cello. The dumb male voice came, and the ink dust owl kissed her neck lightly, and the big hand covered the paws on her car window, holding it tightly, silently comforting the girl who seemed to have collapsed.

At the moment now, he was keenly aware of the killing intent pouring out of her body, the killing intent, surging and surging, as if it was going to destroy the world, which made people chill.

Curses can make such a big change in the mood of a cowardly person?

Chi Wan, there is a devil living in your heart!

And who is the one who made that devil appear......

The warm embrace, the burning hot breath, the faint ambergris continued to wrap Chi Wan's small body, and Chi Wan, who had recovered from the nightmare, trembled uncontrollably, and tears kept falling from her eyes.

In that moment, she almost lost herself and wanted to kill the whole world!

I can't imagine what would have become of Chaocheng if Ink Dust Owl wasn't by her side......

He is her salvation.

It was the only candle that lit her dark heart......

How can she not sink with such a he. Fall, how can you be willing to let go......

But she had to let go.

"Brother Xiao......"

The murmur was so light that it almost dissipated, and Chi Wan slowly turned around and threw herself into the arms of the ink dust owl, feeling the sound of his steady and powerful heartbeat, and closed her eyes heavily.

She is filthy, and she is not worthy of him like a god.

But even so, she still greedily wanted to leave a trace on his heart.