What is this? Why is it so soft?
When Shen Weiyang woke up the next day, she felt that there was something wrong with the thing she was holding. There was also an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
She opened her eyes strangely and vaguely to see what she was holding. In the end, she was almost scared to death and immediately let out a man's scream.
After hearing the sound she made, her expression changed again.
What, how could it be like this?
This, this was Leng Huaijin's voice.
She, she became Leng Huaijin?
Glancing at her man's body and the person lying on the bed, she hurriedly got off the bed and ran to the mirror. Then she found out that what appeared in the mirror was Leng Huaijin's face and body.
How could this be?
She reached out her hands in disbelief and pinched her face a few times. There was indeed a slight pain.
This was real, not a dream.
She had really become Leng Huaijin!
How could this be?