Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

The dazzling sun rises from the sea level, and the gentle sea breeze blows gently from the shining sea surface, which also lifts the silver hair of those standing on the beach.

This is a remote beach where few people come here to watch the sea.

The sea sand underfoot is slightly rough, mixed with broken shell flakes, and looks more like an old land that has been ravaged by war.

Gin took off the hat on his head for the first time in a long time. His long and scattered silver hair was like the sea reflected by the sun, swaying and rippling in the sea breeze.

He raised his long neck, and his stiff yet sexy Adam's apple was exposed from the upright black collar. He closed his eyes and took a long drag on the cigarette. Then Gin threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stepped it hard into the wet sand.

Turning around, I saw my favorite Porsche parked not far away. Although the door was closed, the window was half-open.

The sea breeze slowly poured into the car, and I didn't know which one was more obvious, the sound of wind or the sound of people moaning in pain.

Vodka had already gone for a walk not far away, and now the only person left in the car was Lancer, who had been restless since he came out of the Dusk Villa.

Gin stood still in front of the car door. He opened the door and saw the young man curled up and buried in his windbreaker, breathing heavily and sleeping deeply.

Compared to how he looked when they met at the twilight villa, Lancer at this moment has returned to his previous body.

Just in front of him.

When Gin's heart was touched and shocked by what he saw before him, he abruptly changed from a mature body back to the slightly green appearance of a young man in his 20s.

At this moment, he was in a deep sleep due to the scalding heat all over his body. Only his feet, which had taken off their shoes, popped out from the pile of black clothes, like an out-of-place lotus root.

Gin's mind kept flashing back to the young man's red and forbearing face. He narrowed his eyes slightly and unexpectedly reached out his hand, lifting up a corner of his coat to cover him tightly.

It wasn't until Vodka's footsteps approached that the man quickly retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted.

Vodka hung up the phone, unaware of his elder brother's inner struggle. After walking over, he reported to Gin with satisfaction.

"Brother, the annex has already been dealt with. But when they started, they seemed to have found two children escaping from the annex."

Gin leaned against the car door and asked calmly: "Oh? Didn't you catch up and clean up the people?"

Hearing this, Vodka was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"That's not true, because they heard the sound of a car horn and they were worried that they would be exposed, so they didn't chase after him."

Gin, who was playing with the lighter, thought for a moment, and his eyes were attracted to Lancer again.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became a little solemn.

"They should be killed..."

Vodka was a little confused by this low sigh, but soon, Gin asked him to get in the car and motioned for him to go back to the headquarters first.

Witnessing what happened to the young man reminded Gin of something, and his heart gradually darkened with the look in his eyes.

Lancer slept for a long time. He had never slept so deeply since he came to this world.

When he opened his eyes, his mind was in chaos, and he was slumped on the bed like a big character, completely unaware of where he was.

He waited for the familiar electronic sound of the system to emerge before he yawned and turned his brain back on when it was shut down.

[System: Good morning, host! 】

"Where am I?" Lancer reached out to scratch his itchy belly, but when his arm moved, his shoulder hurt terribly.

You don't need to think about it to know that you are injured again.

[System: Do you want to try the lottery? Host, you have completed the task and just received a generous reward! 】

How can 500 points be considered a generous amount?

Lancer complained as he jumped from the bed to the ground.

When his feet stepped on the soft carpet, Lancer recalled this familiar feeling.

It was like the situation when Gin was brought back to a certain manor. Even the style of the room was exactly the same, except that the bed was larger than the one he slept on before.

Wait a minute, isn't this Gin's room?

Lancer immediately ran back to the bed, lifted up the quilt to cover himself, and took a deep breath on the quilt, trying to smell someone's unique scent from the quilt.

The system couldn't help but complain about him.

【You look like that idiot! 】

"Nothing. Doesn't he live here?" Lancer frowned in doubt, and then he saw his big white hands holding the quilt, and was immediately stunned.

He reacted after three seconds: "Ah! Why did I change back again?!"

He didn't even have time to show that guy Gin what he looked like!

[System: Host, believe me, he watched you change back, and there is no disturbance in his heart. 】

Lancer twitched the corner of his mouth, "I have no charm at all..."

[System:...What do you know? She is an ascetic beauty. 】

Damn, that makes sense!

While Lancer was arguing with the system, the door to the room was opened, and Gin walked in directly from outside the door.

Lancer and he were both slightly stunned after seeing each other.

Then, Lancer's eyes lit up and he looked at Gin with admiration.

Gin rarely wears clothes of other colors. It seems that he always wears black clothes no matter what time of year, and he has become the image spokesperson of the organization.

Therefore, when the slightly darker Klein blue is inked on Gin's body, not only does it not look inconsistent, it also makes the person in front of him less sinister and more indifferent and elegant.

He is tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his muscle lines are well hidden by a medium-sized shirt. The deep V collar reveals a fair chest, and the shadow extends to the waist and abdomen, giving people a lot of room for imagination.

Gin walked to the bed calmly, looked at Lancer condescendingly, and asked knowingly: "What are you looking at?"

Being caught red-handed, Lancer scratched his head with obvious cover-up, and turned his head away unnaturally.

But the eyes will still involuntarily glance at the faint outline of the eight-pack abs.

Lancer stuttered and said, "I'm looking at your shirt, it's so white!"

Gin: "..."

[System: Hahaha! You are said to be an idiot but you still don’t admit it! You're going to laugh me to death! 】

Stop laughing, it's hurting his ears.

"What I mean is-" Lancer wanted to clear his name and defend himself, but Gin didn't seem to care about it. Instead, he motioned for him to come down as if he was staring at prey.

"Put on your shoes and follow me."

Lancer saw that he didn't mean to joke, so he straightened his face and asked curiously: "Where are you going?"

"Don't you want to know where the medicine that changed your body came from?"