My host is cold and scumbag

System: There is only one step left, Xiao Yuner~ you are awesome.

The apartment was a fully furnished house that was ready for move-in. The sofa was a little small, and Zhao Xinyun leaned against the head of the bed, thinking silently.

The system smiled mischievously: Heaven has placed all its fortunes on promising new humans, and the other half is Heaven's abandoned land. You just need to act as a flashlight and help Heaven explore his abandoned back garden.

"I have a question." Zhao Xinyun asked.

The system laughed in surprise: It’s so rare, please tell me.

"Are those creatures over there abandoned by Heaven?" Zhao Xinyun asked.

System: It is normal for the small world to iterate and disappear and restart. The Heavenly Dao has experienced this many times. The other half of the world is gray, but it has not been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao.

"Why is that?" Zhao Xinyun was a little puzzled.

What Heavenly Dao needs is to maintain the balance of this small world. It is wise to concentrate all the energy in this half. I know what you are wondering. You think that those who survive in the other half are not necessarily vicious people who must be abandoned. However, the operation of the small world not only consumes the energy of Heavenly Dao, but more importantly, it depends on the Son of Fortune carefully nurtured by Heavenly Dao.

People may not necessarily believe in gods, but they must believe in certain people and things. I can be sure that the excellent children of destiny chosen by the heaven are not the best, but they are definitely the most suitable for the current stage. They have great love in their hearts, can distinguish right from wrong, and are strong, resolute and sincere. They will push the development of the small world to the highest progress bar in their life stage. Although there are thousands of methods, the ultimate goal is the same. And the next person to take over the baton will also be better.

The other half is not what the Heaven should do, but what the son of destiny should do. Lin He is upright and kind, and has both strength and gentleness. Maybe you think he is not mature enough. The Lin family has accepted the Heaven's destiny for generations, and the difficulties and beauty he will experience in the future will make him better.

After saying that, sensing that Zhao Xinyun seemed to have some psychological changes, the system happily said: Just like you. What you asked just now is not the same as what you expressed on the surface.

Zhao Xinyun frowned: "Don't guess me."

Okay, okay.

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Lin He was often absent-minded at the banquet. Those present at the banquet were the elders who had taken care of him since he was a child, as well as many comrades-in-arms who had shared life and death with him. They toasted each other for several rounds. Lin He had a good alcohol tolerance, but he kept thinking about Zhao Xinyun.

Thinking about it, he felt that he got drunk a little too quickly today. Grandpa patted Lin He and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Lin He showed a hint of shyness in front of his grandfather, and his grandfather raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Huh?"

"I... I'm fine..." Lin He's face was hot to the tips of his ears. He felt that he couldn't hide in front of his grandfather. His grandfather laughed and said, "I raised you. I know what you are going to do even if you move your hands. Tell me, what bad thing did you do?"

"Grandpa. I didn't." Lin He straightened his back unconsciously, but he didn't know what he was thinking. His face began to heat up, but he raised his head and looked at his grandfather's kind eyes. He stood behind him like a mountain, tolerating his willfulness when he was a child and solving his messes when he grew up. He thought for a long time before he whispered, "I met someone."

Grandpa had known for a long time that Lin He had brought someone back, but Lin He didn't mention it, so the grandfather didn't ask. He patiently waited for his favorite grandson to speak. Lin He's heart was warm, and he continued: "I want to get her attention. I don't know if I'm good enough."

The comrades and elders around him laughed loudly when they heard this, as if the absurd things Lin He had done before were laughed off. Lin He lowered his head in shame, and his grandfather also laughed out loud, full of energy and vigor. He did not ask, nor did he comfort, but patted Lin He's shoulder heavily: "Then you must work hard. I hope I can have this honor, and she can appear in front of me."

Yes, he still needs to work hard. The Northern Frontier is his battlefield and the stage where he stars.

The meal was very pleasant. Lin He finally felt a sense of belonging back in Northern Xinjiang. The familiar grandfather and comrades made him feel like a dragon returning to the sea. He pushed away the teammates who wanted to send him back. The moment he looked up after getting out of the elevator, a little firework spread in front of his eyes. The small lights in the aisle were bright, just in the shape of a bamboo hat, covering a freshly lit cigarette.

He walked up slowly and saw Zhao Xinyun leaning against the door with his arms folded, then slowly raised his eyes to look at him. Lin He's speech was a little out of control, and his words were slow and dull. Although he tried his best to suppress some of his drunkenness, the aftereffects came rushing back when he saw him.

"Why are you here, waiting for me?"

Zhao Xinyun looked at Lin He, who was drunk, and said in a voice like pearls colliding: "I still want to talk to you."

Lin He pursed his lips tightly, frowned, and turned away with dissatisfaction and disappointment. He had drunk alcohol today and didn't want to say anything at this time, but Zhao Xinyun stopped Lin He.

"Really can not?"

After hearing this, Lin He refused to listen anymore. He opened the door next to him, walked in, and slammed the door.

"No matter what, this won't work." Zhao Xinyun said helplessly to the system. The system was silent. Zhao Xinyun thought about the possibility of getting out again. She had already thought about letting the system take her out directly.

She thought about it and closed the door with her backhand. Just as the door was about to close, a figure rushed in and hugged the woman from behind. The two staggered forward a few steps. Lin He said in a heavy voice: "Why do you want to go out?"

His arms hugged Zhao Xinyun's waist from behind, and the smell of alcohol surrounded the two of them. Zhao Xinyun replied calmly: "Something happened, but I won't cut off contact with you."

"Why can't you tell me what you are going to do?" Lin He was like a big dog, always clinging to his master and howling sadly: "Just treat me as a soldier you can trust, you should also tell me what you are going to do when you go out."

"It's a bit hard to explain." Zhao Xinyun pushed the person behind her. The man was like a stove, burning her to death. After explaining, she said, "You're too hot, let go."

The man was full of blood, had drunk some wine, and was holding someone in his arms. His mind, body, and brain were all churning. How could he control himself? He pretended not to hear Zhao Xinyun's backhand over his shoulder and threw him over. The man lay straight on the ground, groaning.

Lin He stared at her with his eyes. The tiles were hard, and the woman showed no mercy at all. His back shoulder and spine hurt so much that he said unreasonably, "Write me an application. You can only leave after I approve it."

Hmm? It sounded like there was something going on. She squatted down and looked at the man. He seemed a little drunk, so she just went along with him: "How do you fight?"

How to beat him, the man couldn't explain clearly, so she simply lifted him up by the collar and pressed him against the sofa. The man was picked up by the woman and pressed on the sofa like a puddle of mud. I wanted to say it before, you can't use gentle methods to deal with such a man.

How to apply? It’s not easy to apply while wearing clothes, so just take off your clothes.

When the belts and clothes were spread all over the floor, Zhao Xinyun asked Lin He to turn on the computer. In his fragmented vision, slightly cold fingers wrote a few words on his back. He bent his strong waist and pushed himself into the woman's hands again and again. Finally, with shaking shoulders, he pulled out the approval system and typed out the application word by word with trembling fingers.

The woman looked at the man and pressed the submit button. She looked much more satisfied. The man gasped and finally he couldn't help it. He pressed the woman's head down and bit the back of her neck.

The woman hissed in pain, but thinking that she had applied well, she could forgive him this time.

The sharp canine teeth pierced the skin, but there was no smell as expected, only a mouthful of sweetness. Lin He was unwilling to give up, so he raised his mouth and took another bite. He persisted until the flesh was bloody.

No, still not...