God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

"boom--!!!"

A huge thunder rolled past, and the lightning outside the window instantly illuminated the room.

Da Zhuang stood by the door, his face instantly lost color. He trembled his lips and finally suppressed the fear in his heart. He also thought of something:

"Village, village chief, is this rain because of..."

The village chief lowered his head tremblingly, and suddenly let out a sharp scoff. He slowly touched the white porcelain doll on the ground, and his tone suddenly became gentle:

"It's okay, it's okay, someone must have come in and they took my doll away."

Under the thunder and lightning that flashed from time to time, the village chief stood up on the bed. He seemed to be talking to himself, or he seemed to be determining something.

"One, just one, nothing will happen..."

He murmured something, and his cloudy and yellow eyes became sharp for a moment.

"Da Zhuang!"

shouted the village chief.

Da Zhuang wiped the rain off his face, his voice still trembling: "Village, village chief."

The village chief's ugly wrinkled face like old tree bark turned his head to look at him, and his gentle tone sounded like a loving old man:

"Did we see two figures when we came in just now?"

Da Zhuang's eyes were dazed for a moment. He thought of the two figures he saw hazy in the rain and fog when he hurriedly lifted up, and he was a little uncertain:

"It seems, there seem to be two."

The village chief stood up tremblingly. He hunched over and supported the bed. His lame foot slowly kicked the white porcelain dolls lying on the ground under the bed one by one.

Dust is everywhere.

The village chief suddenly laughed.

"Okay, okay! Someone wants to harm us! Someone wants to harm everyone in Taoyuan Village!"

The village chief's voice was obscured by the roar of thunder and lightning, making it less clear, but you could still hear the anger and disbelief in his tone.

Da Zhuang stood by the door, feeling cold all over. Cold sweat mixed with rain dripped down his face and fell on his body drop by drop.

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He Ziyun was dragged all the way to a tiled house deep in the village by An Wu. The latter took out a key from his pocket and opened the door.

"Go in first, it's raining too much."

An Wu said.

Compared with the separate courtyard owned by the village chief's family, the tiled house Anwu lived in was very small. Although it had two floors, at first glance there was only a place that looked like a kitchen and a table for eating on the first floor. and two chairs.

I guess the second floor is just for sleeping.

While He Ziyun was looking around, An Wu took a dry towel from the shelf next to him and put it on the young man's head, and then took another towel and put it on himself:

"Wipe it."

The light inside the house was a little dim. Although An Wu didn't draw the curtains before leaving, the heavy rain outside still made the sky dim, causing the same situation inside the house.

He Ziyun blinked the rain on his eyelashes, and said obediently when he heard this. He lowered his head and wiped his hair quietly, still thinking about the white porcelain doll he found at the village chief's house.

After thinking about it, He Ziyun suddenly thought of a question.

There were eight white porcelain dolls under the bed. Now that they have taken away one, there are seven left. Will the village chief notice that one of the white porcelain dolls is missing?

Intuition told He Ziyun that the village chief would definitely find out.

Thinking of this, He Ziyun pursed his lips slightly.

He thought about the village chief and another villager holding an umbrella that he had just seen in the rain, and felt a little uneasy.

Now that he has seen it, does it mean that the other party has also seen them?

An Wu didn't notice the young man's turbulent thoughts. He wiped the water on his head randomly, lowered his head quickly and wiped the water off his body. He raised his head and was about to speak, but he stopped motionless.

Under the dim light, the clothes the young man was wearing had been completely soaked by the rain, and his shoulders and chest were completely wet. The white sweater clung to his undulating chest, vaguely revealing the outline of the other's slender muscles.

An Wu: "..."

He looked away with some difficulty, his thin lips pursed slightly to suppress the sudden thirst in his throat:

"Would you like to take a shower?"

The young man who was immersed in his own world raised his head after hearing this. He tilted his head, and the towel on his head almost fell off due to his movements, but An Wuyan quickly caught it next to him.

He Ziyun glanced at his movements and asked, "Where to wash?"

It was really uncomfortable to feel sticky, and he didn't take a shower last night...

Because the tiled house used by the village chief to temporarily entertain their "guests" was very simple and had no shower at all.

The other person's eyelashes and corners of his eyes seemed to be soaked with water from the rain, and the tip of his nose was slightly red from the cold, giving off a sense of vulnerability that he might catch a cold at any time.

"I, I'll take you there."

An Wu only felt that his mouth was getting even more dry, and he forced himself to look away, staggering towards the stairs, feeling like he was running away from behind.

He Ziyun looked at his back in confusion, not understanding why the other person suddenly changed his appearance.

what happened?

The confusion ended when He Ziyun lowered his head to pull off his clothes. He looked at the clothes that were clinging to his body, paused with his fingers, and then smiled slyly.

Was it because he was shy?

but……

He Ziyun thought for a while and remembered that An Wu was wearing a white shirt. Did he miss something just now?

On the barrage that the young people could not see, all the viewers watching the live broadcast were completely crazy.

[Holy crap, who knew, I was so excited just now that I exploded, family! ! ! ! 】

[Suck, sniff, sniff, I really didn’t expect that my wife actually has muscles. Although they are very thin, they look even more astringent when they are looming. Wuwuwu]

[My wife is very good-looking, and so is Reporter An! That muscle mass is really eye-catching, hahaha]

[My wife seemed to be in a daze just now, he didn’t see it, hahaha, we are really feasting our eyes]

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootooooooooooooooooooooooot...

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The barrage area crazily licked a large area of ​​the screen, but the two protagonists had no idea.

After An Wu led He Ziyun up to the second floor, he opened the bathroom door, lowered his eyelids and did not dare to look at the young man next to him, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I'll go down and wait for you first. You wash slowly, don't be in a hurry."

As he said this, An Wu was about to leave, but before he could turn around, He Ziyun grabbed his arm.

An Wu was startled and turned around in surprise.

Behind him, a young man with a delicate face and still wet hair looked at him, his fingers touched An Wu's arm as if bewitching, slowly spreading upward inch by inch.

An Wu was shocked on the spot by the young man's actions. He was shaken by the young man's hand, but he did not resist.

Seeing that he didn't resist, He Ziyun's smile deepened.

The next second, the young man's fingers flexibly slid to An Wu's earlobe, and he pinched hard while An Wu breathed violently.