The Fourth Dimensional Messenger

Lin Lin was bent over with her arms clutching her stomach as her body began to shake violently.

Just from her posture and tone, she looked like an anime character.

"What's going on?" Jiang Chen was alerted, but before he could react, Lin Lin already moved.

Like a jaguar, Lin Lin leapt at Sun Jiao.

With no time to guard herself, Sun Jiao was pushed onto the ground with her back against the floor. Lin Lin sat on top of her waist, her eyes shone with a hollow and ominous red light.

"What do you want to do!" Sun Jiao blocked Lin Lin's arm as she said furiously.

But seeing the redness from her eyes, Sun Jiao suddenly realized.

It was not Lin Lin, but rather the Tingting in her body.

"Mine," A hollow voice said.

"What are you even saying?" Sun Jiao's face was bloated as she locked onto Tingting's hands.