I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

The loud banging at the door came one after another, with no intention of stopping.

"Who..."

Jin Yan pouted and opened the door, her eyes widened slightly: "You..."

She didn't know him, but she had seen him.

Song Zhijie dragged his heavy body and walked straight in: "Where is Yun Wang."

"He went out to play with the Qiang Di and won't be back until a few days later." Jin Yan yawned: "Take your time and watch, I'm going to bed."

She turned to look at Zhang He who heard the sound and walked out: "It's okay, he is brother Yun's classmate..."

Zhang He nodded nervously and quickly got into the bedroom.

If only he wasn't that terrible man...

Shen Qiu looked at the confused person: "Do you need me to take you back?"

Song Zhijie pushed away Yunwang's room and fell on the bed, his head buried deeply in the pillow.

The fragrance of laundry detergent filled my nose.

Song Zhijie raised his eyebrows and shook it away with all his strength.

Not this taste.

Song Zhijie sniffed along the bed sheets, but there was no familiar smell, and his hands were empty.

He was lost for a moment, his face gradually turned ferocious, and nameless anger emerged.

It's Qian Yiming again, and it's Qiang flute again, are they all blind? He is ugly and has no background, but he still needs to be friends with him! There are people with abilities all over the street, but they all want to grab this one from him!

Yun Wang is also a bad guy. He doesn't reply to messages, doesn't answer phone calls, and even after his sword was taken away, he doesn't even bother to replace it with a better one!

The more Song Zhijie thought about it, the angrier he became. He grabbed the bedside lamp and was about to smash it. Shen Qiu, who was observing him, immediately took it back and put it in the corner.

"Where do you live?"

Song Zhijie looked up and down at Shen Qiu's appearance and body shape, and snorted.

It turns out that this kind of appearance is still hidden in the house, no wonder no one looks down on it.

"What's your relationship with Yun Wang?"

"Friend." Shen Qiu replied lightly.

"Is he his boyfriend? Girlfriend?" Song Zhijie asked one after another.

Shen Qiu's face didn't change: "It's none of your business, get out."

When Song Zhijie saw that he didn't reject the matter, he gritted his teeth and grabbed Shen Qiu's collar.

"Yunwang and I have done everything we should and should not do. Even if you have a relationship, he is just playing with you."

He squinted his eyes with a sinister look: "You are just a low-ranking person. I am the leader of the Song family. You can't even compare to one of my fingers. If you are wise, just move out!"

"You are Song Zhijie." Shen Qiu was neither angry nor annoyed. He had heard a little bit about Song Huaizhou's family affairs and understood the identity of the person in front of him.

As Song Zhijie said, his status is too humble and he doesn't want to cause trouble to his family just because of his anger.

"It's me." Song Zhijie laughed: "Did Yun Wang tell you?"

"No, he never mentioned you." Shen Qiu took off his trembling hand: "I will take you back to Yingjiang."

Song Zhijie pushed Shen Qiu away hard and lay on the bed, holding the edge of the bed with one hand, as if he was relying on it.

"Call him and ask him to come here now, or I will kill Qian Yiming."

Shen Qiu sighed helplessly and dialed Yun Wang's number.

"Song Zhijie said..."

The phone was suddenly taken away and fell heavily to the ground.

Song Zhijie gritted his teeth and trembled with anger.

He was comforting himself before, maybe Yun Wang was too busy to look at his phone, but now he answered Shen Qiu's call within seconds, and it seemed that he was deliberately ignoring him!

Song Zhijie glared at Shen Qiu and threw himself on the bed.

He wants to snatch people away from Yun Wang one by one, leaving him with no choice but himself!

Shen Qiu tightly covered his robbed mouth, and the next second his clothes were torn apart, and he quickly covered his body again.

The fear in the past made his pupils tremble. He didn't want to endure that kind of pain again, and his whole body was struggling to resist.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhijie, who looked more feminine, was surprisingly strong, and her fingers pressed down on his wrists like iron pliers.

"Go away... ugh!!"

Song Zhijie stuffed the crumpled rag into Shen Qiu's mouth, and then sat down without any prelude.

Shen Qiu's eyes widened in shock, Song Zhijie's hand couldn't help but loosen its strength, and he gasped in pain.

Shen Qiu lowered his arms in a daze, subconsciously holding the unfamiliar soft waist.

Just like that... happened... He... He's not the one down there...

Shen Qiu's thoughts were messy, and he looked at the man with a painful expression in his eyes with complicated eyes. The feeling of comfort made his desire surge.

He picked out the cloth from his mouth and turned over.

Song Zhijie gasped.

Shen Qiu said calmly: "Why, for Qi Yunwang?"

Song Zhijie held Shen Qiu's neck and asked intermittently, "What do you think of me?"

Shen Qiu looked at Song Zhijie's features. He was the best among artists. Who doesn't like beauty.

What's more, he had been a stranger for a long time, and when he thought of this person's superior status, his defenses completely collapsed. He just wanted to do his best to conquer and gain some dignity.

He kissed her, his lips and tongue lingering, everything was left speechless.