Chapter 499 Dressing up as the Sick Beauty in the School Text (2)

Jun Heng's eyes dimmed a bit.

He sighed slowly, his gentle and beautiful eyes were as indifferent as usual, but those eyes seemed to have lost their luster, fragments of shattered emotions, barely showing their expressions.

I thought it would be painless.

Still not used to it...

It may be due to his temperament, even though his heart is in a state of chaos, his face is still calm and gentle.

Jun Heng smiled slightly.

"Fu Yue, whether you admit it or not, he is me, and I have always been the only person who will accompany you in reincarnation in thousands of small worlds."

Looking at Jun Heng's beautiful face, Fu Yue felt angry in her heart, she wished she could tear off Jun Heng's mask of a hypocrite.

Fu Yue continued to stab Junheng with words: "He is much more likable than you, sometimes I really don't want to go back to this space, just reincarnate life after life with him in the small world, it's better than coming back to see him Your face is so much more pleasant..."

She wasn't finished yet.

Xue Yi's god had already flashed in front of her, raised his sleeves, and covered her lips with those slender and beautiful hands like white jade.

Fu Yue blinked: "..."

The holy light fragrance from the pavement came, and the familiar smell instantly filled the nose.

Jun Heng lowered his eyelashes, and said slowly.

"I don't like hearing that from you."

"Although...you are not allowed to like them, do you hear me, no."

Jun Heng's enunciation was a little bit heavier, and his tone seemed to be an order, but when he listened carefully, there was a bit of pleading that was hard to hear.

Even if they are his avatars.

That's not OK.

no......

Fu Yue raised her eyebrows a little. To be honest, she didn't feel strangely angry when she heard this. Instead, she was a little interested.

Because, she actually saw a certain attribute in this person, and there was always some superficial or deep resemblance to him in every world before.

Paranoid, coquettish... There is even a faint trend of blackening.

Fu Yue's eyes twitched.

She really couldn't imagine what it would be like to be blackened.

This challenged her cognitive level too much.

Fu Yue didn't continue to die, she didn't want to see this man's crazy appearance just yet...

Well, not curious, really not curious.

Jun Heng withdrew his hand covering Fu Yue's red lips, as if compromising, suppressed the surging emotions in his mind, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, it's up to you, you won't listen to me anyway."

Anyway, at least, that's him...

Just like when he came, the holy god in snow clothes waved his sleeves and left without taking a cloud, but his footsteps were a bit ethereal.

Fu Yue inexplicably felt relieved.

After a while, she saw a certain kid 677 who had been sent back.

The little boy sat on the ground, as if he was puzzled by his sudden return, raised his big eyes, and stared at his host blinking.

He patted the ashes on his clothes, stood up, and approached Fu Yue with a smile, "Host, how's it going, did you guys get in touch with each other?"

The little cub's eyes were filled with the light of eating melons.

Fu Yue smiled skinny.

"I think we need to connect emotionally first."

System 677 was hoisted up and beaten up. Knowing why the flowers were so popular, he sent his host to the new world with tears in his eyes.

[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, you, you are about to enter the eleventh world. 】

As soon as Fu Yue opened her eyes, she felt her feet slipping, and the ground she was stepping on was obviously rough.