Quick Transmmigration: The Diseased Male Protagonist is Turning Black

The brilliant and changing lights created an ambiguous atmosphere, and passionate music drifted to every corner of the party.

The delicate flowers exude fragrance, and the drops of water drip down the tender petals, releasing an intoxicating romantic factor.

Gorgeous and alluring masks give everyone a sense of mystery to the party.

There are witches in black robes and black feather masks, vampires in bat suits with two fangs in their mouths, and queens in crowns, golden palace dresses and golden masks.

The raised collar is embroidered with golden wheat ears, the delicate epaulettes are fringed, and the dark green uniform top is sewn with two rows of golden buckles. Yin Yichen is wearing a handsome knight uniform with bangs twenty-eight. He combed to the back of his head, wearing a dark golden mask on his face.

Taking out a delicate and beautiful rose from the vase, Yin Yichen gave the rose to Xia Linyin who was holding his arm beside him, "Give me the most beautiful princess tonight."

"Didn't you say you want to wear prince's clothes?"

Xia Linyin took the rose, and she wore a mask studded with white feathers on her face, and she wore a pure white princess dress on her body. The one-shoulder collar was noble and elegant, and the skirt was layered with soft yarn. Just like Snow White in a fairy tale.

"Puff sleeves, pointed shoes, and tight leggings. After seeing the prince outfit, I'm not interested in wearing it." Yin Yichen shook his head and said.

"You said Killer Rose would be among these people now?" Xia Lin searched quietly.

Yin Yichen raised his eyebrows, "It's very possible, what do you think he will use against me? Will it—"

Sudden explosions interrupted Yin Yichen's words. The exquisite chandeliers above his head burst open, sparks flew everywhere, everyone screamed and fleeed with their heads in their arms. After a few seconds, the lights went out and the whole hall fell out of sight. Five fingers in the black.

Xia Linyin and Yin Yichen were dispersed by the crowd. In a panic, Xia Linyin only felt a strong attack, and then she was picked up.

"Yin Yichen, Yin--Uh, Uh, Uh-" The big palm with the cold fragrance tightly covered Xia Linyin's mouth.

Xia Linyin was struggling, but the man holding her possessed a strong physique and a surprisingly large amount of power. Xia Linyin's struggles and rebellious movements did not constitute a threat to him at all.

The man's long arms hugged Xia Linyin's body tightly like iron arms. Xia Linyin hit him with high heels, but she shook her mouth numb.

What is this person's body made of? Is it a copper wall and an iron wall?

In the darkness, the man accurately avoided everyone who rushed over, holding Xia Linyin and taking a steady step.

Xia Linyin felt that she was taken by a man into a narrow space. Because she kicked the surrounding wooden board, the man finally let go of her mouth. Xia Linyin immediately shouted: "Kriss Killer, is that you?"

Darkness can always breed people's fear. Xia Linyin feels that she is completely confused now, and her heart is flustered like never before. She shouted in horror: "Yin Yichen!!!"

It's a pity that her screams were immediately drowned in the screams of the crowd outside.

The extinguished light finally turned on again, and Xia Linyin found that she had been taken to the changing room, but the mirror in front of her was covered.

The door panels around the changing room were painted pink, and the pink and tender color gave people a romantic and sweet feeling, but now Xia Linyin only felt that the changing room was narrow and breathless.

Her hands were tied with red silk, and the pressure released by the man standing behind her was like a black mist, which enveloped her.

"Xiao Li, is that you?"

"Is that you, Xiaoli? Xiaoli?"

"Liluo, Liluo, is that you? Liluo!"

Xia Linyin was holding the headshot dice cup with her hands tied around her wrists, "Hey! Would you like to make a bet with me?"

The man gave a low laugh. The laughter was magnetic and sexy. He reached out and took the black dice cup in Xia Linyin's hand and set it aside.

Xia Linyin's eyes widened, "Xiao Li, Xiao Li, is it you? I'm my sister, uh, uh, uh..."

The man stuffed a red ball into Xia Linyin's mouth, blocking her voice.

After the slender and clean index finger gently rubbed the soft lips of Xia Linyin, the man put his finger in his lips and licked it, and then suddenly lifted the red cloth covering the mirror.

The smooth mirror surface clearly reflected her humiliating gesture.

The mask of white feathers fell off in the struggle, and the head of the tied ball became messy, and strands of slightly curly black hair fell from the cheeks, as embarrassed as its owner.

Tan’s mouth was stuffed with a red ball, her hair was attached to her rosy lips, and the blood-like red ribbon tied Xia Lin’s white-skinned arms, hanging her whole body, as if she didn’t feel that Xia Lin’s voice was embarrassing enough. , The man behind him raised the ribbon a little badly.

Xia Linyin had to stand on tiptoe. She kicked the man behind her with her foot, but the man grabbed her ankle and took off her princess shoes.

Xia Linyin struggled desperately, and ended up panting.

"Your voice sounds so beautiful."

The man let out a contented sigh, and his breath flicked on Xia Linyin's earlobes, causing Xia Linyin to tremble.

When the man's hands held her slender waist, this tremor instantly swept through Xia Linyin's body, every pore exploded, and a layer of fine goose bumps formed on both arms.

The man wears a silver mask on his face, revealing only curved lips and a pair of blood-colored eyes. The blood-colored eyes are like magnificent rubies, their beauty is breathtaking.

His cuffs and neckline are embroidered with rosette patterns with silver thread, he wears a bow tie at the neckline, a diamond-encrusted watch on his wrist, and his black leather shoes are polished brightly. He looks like a gentleman. However, what he does Not a gentleman at all.

The man also took off the other white glove. His hands are as beautiful as his eyes. The fingers are slender, the texture is delicate, and the white is transparent, and the nails are lightly pink, like carved from beautiful jade.

After holding Xia Linyin's slender waist, the man who was already close to him took another step forward, letting Xia Linyin's tiptoe feet step on his upper, so that the two of them fit together like a piece. Babies are as close as they are.

One hand wrapped Xia Linyin's waist, the other hand clasped Xia Linyin's delicate neck and gently rubbed it, and the man's long silver hair fell on her collarbone, cold and silky, like fine silk.

"Baby, how do you say I should enjoy you?"

The man laughed softly, his voice was as soft as honey that couldn't be melted, lingering and greasy, but Xia Lin shivered.