Qi Bai, a well-known lawyer and professor at University A, has a beautiful resume and even more glamorous appearance.
He has always believed that an upright person is not afraid of a slanting shadow, and he will always have the same dream until he sweeps the grave -
The cold and thin figure knelt on the edge of the bed, countless black mist entangled, from the neck, waist down, and then down...
Qi Bai was tortured unspeakably by the dream.
After one class, he met Jiang Zhi, a new student in his college. He was a fair boy with starry eyes and willow eyebrows. He looked well-behaved and sensible.
After Qi Bai approached him, those charming dreams disappeared completely.
At night, Qi Bai couldn't sleep: He must get the person!
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Jiang Zhi, a freshman at University A, is sunny and handsome, with cold white and translucent skin. His eyes are slightly cold even though they look at people with a smile.
Only when facing the professor, the male god of the court, he could always smile sincerely.
Countless times I dreamed of black mist, and I was so paranoid that I couldn't control it. Therefore, when Qi Bai approached him, the possessive desire hidden in his heart became more intense.
When the cup of warm soy milk was handed over to him, Jiang Zhi took it without hesitation.
When the cold hand touched the warmth, Jiang Zhi shrank, but the next second he was grabbed by Qi Bai's hand and rubbed it: "Why are your hands so cold on such a hot day?"
Jiang Zhi asked: "Aren't you afraid?"
"What am I afraid of?" Qi Bai's eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
Jiang Zhi couldn't hide his excitement, Qi Bai was not afraid of him.
However, on the day they confirmed their relationship, when he appeared in his true form, Qi Bai's eyes were filled with shock, and his fear and disgust were clearly exposed.
He's... Afraid of me.
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After her boyfriend was killed by a Taoist priest, Qi Bai's room was filled with bells and charms all over the walls.
Qi Bai had another dream.
Jiang Zhi's narrow eyes trembled slightly, and there was a thin layer of moisture under them, as clear and innocent as when they first met.
The next second, the bell in the dream was broken and spells wrapped around his body.
A familiar shadow enveloped him, and Li Gui turned his head to look at him, enjoying his disbelief, and slowly peeled off the pieces one by one.
"Don't you like my face very much?"
"Aren't you happy that I'm back?"
Purpose: Delayed justice is also justice
