Erase the effect of props.
This means that Wu's modified prefix can be erased and he can return to his original appearance.
But now if Wu really changes back to his original appearance...
Anxi recalled the scene in the restaurant where Wu turned the waiter into a pulp with a snap of his fingers.
He was already so cruel even when he wasn't angry.
If he knew that she had been modified into a love brain, Anxi would be beaten to pieces.
Let’s wait a little longer.
Anxi put the rubber back into her pocket.
"What's wrong?" Seeing An Qian's hesitant and confused expression, Wu asked.
Anxi shook her head: "Nothing."
"nothing?"
Wu raised his eyebrows slightly. He held An Qian's hand and put it on his chest: "Baby, if you are sad, I will be sad too. If you have something, don't hide it in your heart. Tell me and I will definitely help you solve it."
Help me deal with you?
An Qian thought to herself: If you swear to God that you will not kill me, otherwise the whole family will die without a successor, then I will definitely tell you.
But this is impossible and unrealistic.
"Hmm..." Anxi hesitated, wondering what kind of excuse she should find to fool her.
Wu stared down at Anxi, and when Anxi lowered her head in thought and had no time to talk to him, he quietly squeezed Anxi's hand tighter.
He stared at Anxi's profile with a smile on his lips.
Baby...my baby, when can I completely possess you? Let us become one and you don’t need anyone else in your life…
Fingers intertwined.
An Qian suddenly felt a slight pain in her finger bones.
She raised her eyes to look at Wu, whose eyes were filled with crazy and twisted love that was about to break through the confinement.
Wu was discovered by An Qian, but he did not try to hide it. He took An Qian's hand with both hands and brought it to his face, placing it against his unnaturally crimson cheeks. His eyes became even more excited, and the lust contained in them almost flowed out. come out.
"Oh My God!"
Anxi was so frightened that she quickly wanted to pull her hand back.
Fortunately, Wu didn't hold on to her hand tightly, although he didn't want to let go. But his own ideas are not as good as Anxi's, and Anxi's will always prevail.
"So what do you want to say?"
Wu didn't want to explain what he had just done. He stared into Anxi's eyes and asked without missing any subtle change in expression on her face.
"Uh... it's just..." An Qian hadn't thought of an excuse yet. Who would have thought that Wu would press forward step by step and insist on asking why.
She scratched her hair anxiously, her eyes wandering around.
Wu looked at her for a moment, waiting quietly.
"that is……"
Fortunately, Anxi was about to scratch her hair until it became bald.
"Gu Gu."
A pure white dove flew in the sky, with round black eyes and a ring of yellow down on its neck, which made this little guy look very arrogant and noble.
It also held a small yellow gem in its mouth, flew to Wu, and placed the gem in his palm.
The moment Wu Zai saw the pigeon appear, his expression returned to its original cold look.
He twisted the gem in his hand with two fingers and crushed it with a slight force.
A golden quicksand gas spread along the broken topaz and surrounded Wu.
Wu seemed to have learned something from these golden quicksands, and his originally cold expression suddenly turned cruel and impatient.
The quicksand dispersed.
"Cuckoo." The pigeon did not fly away, but hovered in the sky not far from Wu.
"Baby." When Wu turned around to face An Qian, his expression returned to his usual smile, but An Qian could feel that the aura emanating from his body was not stable.
"I'm afraid I can't send you back today. They have something urgent to call me back."
"It doesn't matter." An Qian waved her hand, "If it's urgent, just leave first. Don't worry about me."
"How is that possible? How could I not care about you?"
Wu grabbed Anxi's hand again. This time, unlike before, he held it very lightly, as if he was holding a fragile treasure.
He bent down and gently placed his lips on the back of Anxi's hand: "Wait until I come back."
The tone of his words was full of reluctance and a hint of uneasiness that was not easily noticeable.
Wu glanced at An Qian one last time, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
A sharp wind blew, and Wu's figure disappeared from the spot.
He left so fast that Anxi couldn't help but watch him leave and think, what made him so anxious?
"Zi————"
The sudden sound of electricity behind her interrupted Anxi's thinking.
A female teacher stood at the school gate with a loudspeaker and shouted to the noisy students.
"The school has an emergency and cannot continue classes."
"Students, please go home and rest first, and wait for the school to issue an announcement."
I heard you can take a vacation.
The students didn't care why the school was surrounded by layers of white fog, they cheered and scattered with their schoolbags on their backs.
"Beep--Woo--"
At the same time, the ambulance arrived at the school gate with its lights flashing. Ye Jing was carried into the ambulance, and Xu Yun naturally followed.
After some noise.
The chaos in the school finally came to an end.
The students had almost left, and only some teachers were left discussing things.
Shen Yunjia and Zheng Jia walked towards An Qian and signaled to her with their tickets: "It's time to go back."
"Yeah." Anxi responded.
The three of them walked to the nearest station together.
As she got closer to the station, An Qian noticed that Zheng Jia's expression became more and more depressed.
An Qian patted Zheng Jia on the shoulder: "What's wrong with you?"
Zheng Jia didn't reply. He glanced at An Qian, then lowered his head and sighed heavily, with a sad face.
"Just tell me if you have something to say." An Qian was confused, "I can't understand you just sighing."
Zheng Jia replied lowly: "But Brother Chu won't let me talk."
"What don't you want to talk about?"
An Qian asked, suddenly remembering the messages she received before arriving at Yunhui Middle School.
Shen Yunjia said that something happened in Zheng Jia's community.
Bai Linya specially sent a message to tell her that Chu Qingyan was troubled recently.
"Did something happen to Chu Qingyan?" An Qian stopped and asked Zheng Jia seriously.
Zheng Jia pursed his lips, thinking about the warning Chu Qingyan gave him, but Zheng Jia was a person who could hold back his words. He only hesitated for a moment and then said: "It's not that person named Liu Weihong!"
