Sleep with the evil god

Shen Qing didn't have the strength to speak, and closed her eyes quietly.

The feeling of going up and down made him very uncomfortable, especially uncomfortable.

The evil god pulled him up, leaned his head against his shoulder, and lowered his head to kiss his cheek.

Shen Qing was lying in the arms of the evil god like a lifeless rag doll. The rag doll was finely crafted, but it had no soul.

The evil god put his arms around Shen Qing, took out his mobile phone, and started ordering takeaway.

While pointing, he rocked Shen Qing, like a cradle, and suddenly found the interest in rocking the stroller.

After ordering the takeaway, he touched Shen Qing's forehead, put down the people to get the medicine, and poured a glass of warm water at the same time.

The medicine was fed into his mouth, and Shen Qing held it, as if he didn't know how to swallow it.

The evil god tilted his head and thought for a while, then simply poured a large glass of water and fed Shen Qing mouth to mouth.

Shen Qing was stuffed with too much water, and coughed directly, her lips were stained with water, and her lips became a little more rosy.

The evil god bit down, as if his lips were soft and juicy peaches.

Shen Qing was very painful from being bitten, and finally struggled lightly.

The evil god loosened his teeth and licked the tip of his teeth, as if he still wanted more.

The takeaway came, and the evil god walked out of the door to bring the takeaway in. The moment he re-entered the house, he saw the sun shining through the window, illuminating the dust flying in the air.

The room was really small, so small that the evil god felt crowded. He didn't understand why Shen Qing left him to live in such a crappy place, just as he didn't understand many of Shen Qing's thoughts.

But he followed suit, and he felt that he was really too good for this rib.

The evil god is always immersed in his own world. His long life and loneliness make it difficult for him to understand other people's thoughts and live a very self-centered life.

Shen Qing felt the food being brought in, and the evil god was feeding him.

He didn't want to experience the disgusting feeling that the evil god had crushed and fed it into his mouth, so he chose to eat it slowly by himself.

After the meal, the evil god put his arms around Shen Qing and asked, "Little rib, do you think I'm unreasonable, don't want to live with me, can't stand me, but dare not resist, afraid of being tortured by me, or afraid that I will do something wrong?" Something else?"

This description is basically very appropriate, perfectly describing Shen Qing's inner thoughts.

Shen Qing smiled wryly: "That's right."

It seems that the evil god knows what's going on, maybe just... doesn't care what he thinks.

"But I know." The evil god raised his chin slightly, and said in a haughty tone, "You are also reluctant to leave me, and you can't stop loving me."

Shen Qing: "..."

At first it was reliable, but then it became unreliable.

"You are a part of my body, so I will forgive you a lot of boring thoughts that I can't understand." The evil god looked into Shen Qing's eyes, and the midday sun happened to shine on the evil god's eyes through the floor. Not like an evil god, but like a dazzling prince.

"I will forgive you many things." The evil god said, "You are my rib, we will live together forever, for this forever, I am willing to pay the price."

Shen Qing didn't know what the price the evil god paid, or he didn't know how the evil god would pay.

Promise?

He still remembers the evil god's promise, and the angle of understanding will always be different from what he said.

Having been cheated several times, he no longer believed in the empty promises of the evil god.

They seem to have fallen into a dead end. He wanted to leave, but the evil god wouldn't let him go, and he wouldn't let him disappear. He persisted and stubbornly supported all of this.

He didn't know how to solve this matter.

He really had the idea of ​​trying to live with Shao Jing before, but Shao Jing's all kinds of unreasonable, his inability to resist made him dispel this idea.

If he is sure that he can fight against Shao Jing in uncertain times, no, or he can fight against evil gods in uncertain times...

Well, since things are already like this, he may slowly accept it.

After all, it was because he was too weak, and he couldn't find a way to gradually become stronger.

He is also less likely to become a god, which means that he will never have the strength to fight against the gods.

Weakness is a sin, and he understands it thoroughly.

He didn't know what kind of concession the evil god would make. If it was a promise, he felt that his heart had been worn down by repeated disappointments.

He is weak, naive, and has a lot of sympathy that shouldn't be there...

He felt so bad about himself.

Why does the evil god want to pester such a bad man.

Shen Qing's mind was full of very depressive thoughts, and he didn't pay attention to other things until he felt his body plunged into extreme coldness.

The cold was like a tide, wrapping his whole body in it. He was paralyzed by the cold and all his senses were paralyzed. He opened his eyes wide and watched the evil god being suppressed little by little.

The Cthulhu lowered his head and held his lips. The chests of the two were so close that he could feel the lack of ribs in the Cthulhu's heart and hear the Cthulhu's heartbeat.

He could also hear his own heartbeat, and the frequency of his heartbeat gradually became consistent with that of the evil god.

All of Shen Qing's senses became blurred, as if floating in the air.

The evil god tightly grasped his shoulders, tossing him with his own rhythm, ups and downs.

Shen Qing still didn't respond, this kind of behavior that he didn't get happiness was a kind of torture for him.

At the end, a lot of things poured into his body, as if there was an extra part in his heart.

The cold disappeared, and the evil god put his arms around Shen Qing, kissed delicately, and took Shen Qing's hand to his heart where one rib was missing, "Little rib, feel it."

Shen Qing moved her finger and touched it.

There is a rib missing in the heart of the evil god, and the hand can clearly touch the heart of the evil god.

Shen Qing's fingers touched the heart that was beating in the chest of the evil god, and slowly touched the shape of the heart, and then her eyes widened in surprise.

The heart of the evil god is half missing.

The chest that should have been the other half of the heart was empty, but half of it was missing.

He looked at the evil god in shock, "Your heart..."

Why is it less than half.

The evil god took his hand and placed it on his own chest.

"Did you feel it?" The evil god asked, "Half of my heart is inside your body."

There seemed to be something extra on his heart, as if there was an extra layer of protection, something completely wrapped his original heart, entangled with his heart, as if it would never be separated.

Shen Qing was so shocked that she could hardly speak, "Why did you do this?"

Why give half of your heart to him.

"In order to let you be fucked by your husband willingly." The evil god said his reasons without any scruples, "to make you less sensitive and think about those boring things."

Pleasant happiness is the Cthulhu's favorite thing at the moment, and he doesn't want to delay his happiness for other reasons.

It's okay to give the heart to the little rib, as long as it can make the other person feel at ease and not lose their temper with him, he thinks it's worth it.

If he really likes this kind of emotion, he feels that he likes Shen Qing, like this rib that should have been abandoned by him.

Human nature, no, divinity is just so amazing and complex.

The existence that was abandoned by him and disdained by him has become his favorite thing.

"Now my husband's general heart is in his own body. Killing you is equivalent to killing myself, so you can feel at ease losing your temper with me."

Until now, the evil god still described those many things as losing his temper.

Shen Qing looked back and forth between the evil god's chest and her own chest for a long time, and finally confirmed that the evil god gave him half of her heart.

The half of the evil god's heart is in his body, protecting his own heart, completely wrapping his heart without leaving a single gap.

At the same time, he could also feel that half of the evil god's heart exists through his body. If something goes wrong with his body, half of the evil god's heart will die.

This was something he had never dared to imagine before.

He never thought that the evil god would pay for him, let alone half of his heart.

He has always felt that in the eyes of the evil god, he is just a toy that does not need his own thoughts. The evil god may make some concessions in order to like toys, but it is impossible to compromise his life-threatening things.

But in fact, the evil god gave him half of his heart, and let the heart survive with his body.

Although he doesn't know what half a heart means to the evil god, half a heart is a life for ordinary people, and it should be a very important thing to the evil god.

The Cthulhu gave him his crucial half of his heart, and if something happened to him, the Cthulhu would not feel better.

Even if it was for himself, the evil god would not wantonly take his life.

Then maybe...he can boldly resist and say things that he doesn't want to accept.

After figuring this out, Shen Qing suddenly felt her heart beating again, and blood poured into his heart again, as if he had the motivation to live again.

Maybe, he could really give it a try.

The evil god saw with his own eyes that Shen Qing's gaze changed from dim to bright, and his entire face seemed to have regained its vitality, from pale and haggard to warm white jade.

The evil spirit narrowed his eyes slightly, the color of his purple eyes became darker, and he said in a low voice: "Qingqing, my husband gave you such an important thing, shouldn't you show something?"

"What does it mean?"

"I'm not full yet." The evil god said directly, "I want to continue eating."

Shen Qing's face turned pale, and he felt that he couldn't eat anymore.

Just now the soreness and distending pain still lingered in his bones, he felt that his lower abdomen was bulging, and he really didn't want to eat.

Not knowing if it was the beating heart in his chest that gave him courage, he tried to say: "I can't eat anymore, and I still feel uncomfortable."

The evil god stared at Shen Qing for a few seconds, then snorted softly, "Just as I gave you my heart, you acted like a baby with my husband."

Shen Qing: "...?"

Cthulhu: "Husband knows, you just want me to carry you to clean up, right?"

"Oh, by the way, the doctor said to clean it up in time." The evil god added, "My husband will take you to wash it right away. See if my husband treats you well."

Shen Qing: "..."

Things seem to be developing in another strange place.