God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The room was dimly lit, and the sweet aroma of bread and cake seemed to linger in people's breath, creating a strange sense of inertia in people's nerves.

He Ziyun was lying on the bed, squinting at the dim ceiling. Next to him was the little turtle who had fallen into a deep sleep.

The other party seemed to have seen something interesting in his sleep. He rolled in the bed and rolled directly next to He Ziyun, then reached out and hugged the young man's arm.

He Ziyun: "..."

He lowered his head slightly and stared at the child in front of him, who was only seven or eight years old at most, in the darkness with soft eyes.

It is certainly very cute to become a child, but whenever he thinks of what this child will become when he grows up, the corners of He Ziyun's mouth never drop.

Just thinking about the scene of some evil gods regaining their memories, He Ziyun couldn't help but want to laugh.

...This is probably also a black history in a sense?

But then again, how could Gui Wu become a child this time?

According to Guiwu’s character, he shouldn’t become a child, let alone such a young child. Oh, and he’s called a turtle...

Thinking of the evil god's clone he saw every time he entered the dungeon, He Ziyun finally couldn't help but chuckle. He tilted his body and propped his head up to look at the little turtle curled up in his arms. He reached out and pinched the other's fleshy cheeks. .

"So this time's full name is Xiao Wu, Gui?"

【Ah ah ah? My wife is killing me for laughing! ! 】

[So what does the little turtle mean? Hahahaha]

[Is the full name of the little turtle called Little Turtle? 】

[You are right upstairs, I will call you Little Turtle from now on]

[But my wife looks really happy. She doesn’t look like she usually smiles but doesn’t smile (I definitely don’t mean to say she doesn’t look good!!!). This real smile looks even better.]

[I also want to lick the screen and hate myself for not being an alpha for the Nth day! 】

【…】

The discussion in the barrage area was in full swing, with a few joking words appearing from time to time, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

The child's skin was soft and smooth, and felt extremely good to the touch. This made the already heavy pleasure in He Ziyun's chest even stronger, so much so that he selectively ignored the sound of footsteps dragging an ax outside the door.

It doesn't matter, he will definitely not be the unlucky guy on the first night anyway.

After all, as the anchor point to support the copy, the "little turtle" is still sleeping next to him, right?

He Ziyun prefers the current atmosphere to the plot that he will know tomorrow morning.

Quiet, peaceful, and a bit heart-warmingly happy.

Yes, happiness.

Ever since he learned that he was an item that could be traded, He Ziyun had not felt even the slightest bit of "happiness" even if the entire He family property was owned by him.

But this moment of happiness did not last long, because a certain person called "The Butcher" began to violently tear down the door.

The sound of an ax hitting the wooden door broke the silence of the night. The butcher hit the door of a certain unlucky person's room with one ax after another, like some weird and violent music.

Similarly, the "little turtle" in He Ziyun's arms was also awakened.

The little turtle woke up in the faint fragrance of roses. He rubbed the young man's arm, rubbed his eyes and sighed.

He Ziyun: "..."

He couldn't help but laugh, and pinched the other person's cheek flesh:

"Why are you sighing, little turtle?"

The little turtle didn't hear clearly what he called him, so he moved closer to the young man's arms and muttered vaguely:

"Someone is going to die again in this town..."

His voice was very small and choked with tears, which made it a little uncomfortable to hear.

He Ziyun's heart trembled. He subconsciously touched the little turtle's hair and murmured:

"I thought you were used to it."

After all, Gui Wu has been living in such a harsh environment. He thought that Gui Wu would not feel pain——

The little turtle blinked and said crisply:

"Well, the little turtle is used to it."

The emotions in He Ziyun's mind collapsed instantly: "...?"

[Hahaha, it’s really amazing, my wife’s face almost bursts into tears]

[The little turtle is so cute, oooooo, it’s even cuter this way, I want to pinch it]

[Pinch, go in! 】

[Afraid I won’t make it out alive hahaha]

[Can you come out lying down? 】

[...Would you like to eat shit upstairs? 】

【…】

In the darkness, Little Turtle didn't see the young man's face at all. He nestled in the young man's arms and yawned:

"Brother, my father told me that people are dying in this town every day. He told me to get used to it and not be afraid."

Once the fear reaches the extreme, no one can survive in such an environment where death is certain to occur at any time.

He Ziyun was silent for a few seconds, and just as he was about to speak, there was another earth-shattering sound of kicking at the already quiet door.

Along with the sound of the door falling to the ground, the long-lost heavy footsteps sounded again.

The little turtle's eyes widened in the darkness. He quickly reached out to cover He Ziyun's mouth and whispered in a breathy voice:

"Brother, don't talk, there are butchers outside..."

He Ziyun lowered his eyes and looked at Xiaogui, and nodded to show that he knew.

The footsteps outside the door were getting farther and farther, and just when the little turtle wanted to let go, a shrill scream suddenly came from the corridor that was getting quiet.

The first unlucky guy died.

He Ziyun thought lightly.

But his body still curled up slightly because of this, which was keenly noticed by the little turtle.

Little Turtle's eyes were wide open. He let go of his hand without hesitation, hugged the young man's neck, patted the young man's back, and murmured:

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. Brother, the little turtle is here..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

He Ziyun: "..."

[Pfft, I’m drinking water]

[Hahaha, I was eating, and I bit my tongue, oooooooooooooooooooh]

[The little turtle is so cute, I’m worried that my brother will be scared]

[Click a link to sell a well-behaved, sensible little boy who doesn’t like to cry and can comfort adults]

[Plus one, kick me if you have it]

[...You guys, are you really good at dreaming in the blue sky? 】

【…】

He Ziyun's tense nerves suddenly relaxed. He looked at the kid who was still trying to pat him on the back, and couldn't help teasing him again:

"Thank you little turtle, but brother is not afraid now."

The little turtle stopped flapping. He turned his head and looked at He Ziyun, his brows furrowed, as if he didn't understand what the other person said:

"Little turtle? Who is little turtle?"

He Ziyun stopped smiling and pretended to be serious: "Aren't you?"

Little Turtle: "..."

Unexpectedly, the kid didn't refute immediately. Instead, he thought for a while with a serious expression, and then nodded hesitantly in He Ziyun's eyes.

He Ziyun was stunned for a moment: "..."

But the little turtle held his hand, tilted his head and said:

"But brother, why do you know there is another wordless word in my name?"

He clearly remembered that he had not had time to tell the young man.