He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 15 My Girlfriend Is Abnormal 15

Especially Li Junshen, whose face was covered in the Taoist priest's urinated pants, the pungent smell of urine almost drove him crazy.

"Wen, Yan!"

Ning Yuanyuan, who was standing to the side, saw the Taoist priest's face clearly, and her face turned deathly pale. She fell to the ground again, her voice trembling involuntarily: "Jun, Jun Shen, look at this person, isn't he... isn't he the Taoist priest?"

Li Junshen's head buzzed, and he stared at the familiar face for a few seconds.

"It seems this old man is someone you know. I've actually done a good deed."

"You...you...you..." Li Junshen was so shocked that he couldn't speak. This was their trump card, and it was gone?

"This old man put a garlic ring on my head right away, it smelled awful, so rude." Wen Yan glanced disdainfully at the unconscious Taoist priest: "But you guys are even less rude than him, yet I have a close relationship with you all, so what do you suggest I do?"

Wen Yan thought about it seriously, and it seemed that she was really stumped.

"Wen Yan, die!" Ning Yuanyuan on the ground went mad and splashed a vial of reagent at Wen Yan. This was the bone-corroding water given by the system, and Wen Yan would definitely be reduced to ashes.

Her laughter was manic and twisted.

A burning sensation came from her hand, and Wen Yan's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, she'd messed up; the female lead had turned evil.

Fresh flesh peeled off with a whoosh, and soon the stark white bones were revealed. Wen Yan frowned and gave Ning Yuanyuan a cold look.

There aren't many people who can make her angry, but she's one of them.

Her skin rapidly festered, her dry black hair, reaching her ankles, flew wildly in the air, and her withered yellow fingernails grew at an extremely fast speed, sharp as wolf claws. With a snap, her head fell to her shoulders and neck, and her blood-red lips split to her ears.

"Gah gah gah," the feet, even more withered than the autumn vines, slowly moved toward Ning Yuanyuan: "You've offended me. Qi Gui loves my hands the most." Just as she loved the red mole on his neck, he loved his slender, jade-like fingers, now only cracked white bones remain.

The Taoist priest, who had just woken up, saw a hideous ghost walking towards him as soon as he opened his eyes. The ghost had fiery red lips that looked like it had eaten a child and was grinning wickedly. Its neck was bent into an unbelievable arc. The Taoist priest screamed and fainted again.

Ning Yuanyuan and Li Junshen didn't have time to pay attention to him. They trembled and moved back a distance before fainting at the same time.

Suddenly, a pair of hands enveloped those stark white bones.

The warmth seemed to carry an electric current, sending a slight tingling sensation wherever it touched.

Wen Yan stopped in her tracks, a bad feeling creeping over her.

She turned stiffly to look at the person holding her hand, but unexpectedly met a pair of eyes glistening with tears. There was no fear, no disgust, no disdain in them, only heartache and a heavy love overflowing from their eyes.

She hurriedly let go, deftly straightened her dislocated neck, and stood there somewhat bewildered, like a little girl who had done something wrong and was afraid to face her elders.

She was somewhat apprehensive. Although she could accept the idea of ​​humans and ghosts, and Qi Gui had clearly told her that he could accept it, she didn't know if he would still feel no resentment after seeing her in this filthy state.

Warm yet strong fingers enveloped her stiff finger bones, reverently and carefully holding them, and placed a tender kiss that penetrated to the bone.

His movements were as gentle as water, yet his kisses were so hot they almost burned the trembling joints.

"I love this hand; its skeleton is as beautiful as I imagined."

His kiss landed on her lips, which were so red they looked like they had eaten someone. At that moment, he was like a pool of water, enveloping her tightly, and like a breeze, intoxicating her.

"I like it here too, it's so soft, and they always say things that make me blush and my heart race."

His kisses traveled upwards, landing on her greyish eyes. She instinctively closed her eyes, her eyelids trembling slightly.

“I like it here too, I like it when you look at me, it fills me with you.”

He stroked her dry hair, using his hands to comb through the knots.

“I also love this beautiful hair, especially when it falls restlessly and teases my neck.”

……

After talking for what seemed like an eternity, he leaned down to meet her gaze and said, word by word, "I loved you the way you were before, I love you the way you are now, and I'll love you the way you'll be in the future. So, don't be anxious, okay? When I said 'no matter what,' I meant 'no matter what,' without exception. Trust me, Yan Yan, okay?"

They were very close, their hot breaths mingling, and their gazes met every time they looked away.

His persistent gaze followed her relentlessly, relentlessly demanding a satisfactory outcome from her.

There was no ambiguity between them, only love.

Wen Yan was so overwhelmed by his intense gaze that she couldn't speak, and could only nod slightly.

Blood was refilled into his withered heart, and it began to beat slowly for him.

How come this person is so good at eating and sleeping, even though it's the same thing?

As for Li Junshen and Ning Yuanyuan, they were already dizzy and naturally didn't see the tender confession.

Wen Yan tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly. She wanted to move but dared not, afraid that her sharp nails would cut him.

Qi Gui was still looking at her, his gaze filled with tenderness as he looked at her neck. He placed his other hand on her protruding bone and gently massaged it.

Does it hurt here?

Wen Yan shook her head vigorously, waving her hands: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."

"Click"

Before she could finish speaking, her neck twisted again. She tried to straighten it, but her knuckles fell apart like building blocks.

Wen Yan's eyes were practically popping out of their sockets.

Are these hands made of plastic?

Qi Gui was a little flustered. He quickly squatted down to pick up her finger bones and tried to put them back on with trembling hands.

"Yanyan...don't use force, let me do it, let me do it."

They couldn't get it to stick no matter what they tried, and they started to get anxious: "This is how the finger is supposed to be, why can't it be stuck?"

Wen Yan couldn't stand it anymore, so she installed it herself.

This is so embarrassing for a zombie. I definitely need to ask 233 for some calcium supplements to treat my osteoporotic bones.

Otherwise, they'd just do nothing all day but pick up bones.

Qi Gui glanced at the person who had fainted to the side, then looked around at the garlic, the cross, the Taoist priest, and a pile of white powder. His handsome face darkened, and he instantly understood everything.

Without thinking, he walked over and kicked Li Junshen, and still not satisfied, he punched him twice in the face.

Seeing his bruised and swollen face, she stood up gracefully and waved her hand: "Yanyan, I've brought you the coconut juice you wanted."

Wen Yan had returned to normal and was smiling brightly: "Okay, let's drink it later."

Even though the coconut juice had no flavor, I couldn't let my boyfriend's kindness go to waste.

"Yan Yan, what are you going to do with these two?" Qi Gui frowned as he looked at the unconscious people on the ground.

Wen Yan thought about it. Would she feel cruel if she just killed her boyfriend?

Qi Gui's inner thoughts: If I suggested disposing of a body, would my girlfriend think I'm terrifying?

The two glanced at each other and leaned in for a moment. Wen Yan spoke first: "Keep it, it can't hurt me anyway."

Well, I'm just killing time anyway, might as well tease them a bit.