The days of living with the god of death

"Okay, I accept your existence." After combing the little white fox's fur neatly, Zhou Ming carefully put it into his jacket pocket. "But if we want to continue living together, we must have three chapters of the covenant."

"What do you think? You are spending the money I earned for food and clothing now." The God of Death sneered.

"That doesn't mean that I'm your maid! It doesn't mean that I want to accommodate a lot of your problems!" Zhou Ming yelled back, "Besides, who spends all my money? Isn't it you? "

The god of death curled his lips, turned his head and refused to admit it.

"From today onwards, you can't stare at me when I pee." Zhou Ming raised a finger and said with a flushed face.

"Are you sure you want to discuss this on the main road of the school?" Reaper put his arms behind his head and looked around.

"..." Zhou Ming watched the people coming and going on both sides, grabbed the collar of the god of death and dragged the other party to a secluded corner, and continued to declare his request, "Also, you are not allowed to be naked in front of me, It doesn’t matter whether it’s sleeping or taking a bath!”

"Why do you want to deprive me of the right to run naked?" Death folded his arms and rolled his eyes, "It won't do you any harm."

"Why should I endure a naked man dangling in front of me?!" Zhou Ming was going crazy. "It's fine if you're a woman, but a man is simply mentally polluted, okay?"

"Okay." Death looked at his little Zhou Ming seriously, "I know you tend to want to ejaculate when you see me, and ejaculating too often is harmful to your physical and mental health. I can take care of your physical defects."

"Go to hell!" Zhou Ming punched that hateful face, but was pushed away lightly by the god of death.

After being annoyed for a while that he was helpless against the god of death by force, Zhou Ming calmed down and continued, "You can't sleep on my bed."

"Then where do I sleep? The floor?" Death yelled loudly.

"My shrunken single bed cut corners!" Zhou Ming roared, "I can't turn over when I sleep alone, but when I sleep with two—"

"—Your little Zhou Ming will hit me." Death waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, I can forgive you generously."

"That's not the point!" Zhou Ming slapped the other's arm away, "That's my bed! I have the right to kick you out of bed!"

"Do you want to try it?" Death raised an eyebrow, "See who is under the bed at the end."

"This is your problem! Your perception of rights is what you can win by force, not what a person should have." Zhou Ming gritted his teeth angrily.

"Very well, I should have the right to run naked, not wearing underwear is good for my physical and mental health." Reaper immediately raised his hand.

"...Let's skip this." Zhou Ming didn't know how to refute for a while, so he could only choose to give up. "That's all for now. I'll tell you when I find out later. If you can do it, we'll continue to live together."

"But if I don't do it, I won't separate from you." The god of death fiddled with his fingers, with an innocent tone, "In this case, why should I force myself?"

"Very well, I'll see a psychiatrist." Zhou Ming strode out with his fists clenched.

"If that works for you," Reaper said lazily behind him.

The result is of course invalid.

Carrying a bag of medicine, Zhou Ming returned to school dejectedly. He was thinking about how to deal with Death, but he was suddenly grabbed by the arm.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Ming, who was dragged like this for the first time, felt a little strange. Although the god of death was difficult to deal with, he never took the initiative to reach out to hold him in the past, but always hugged his arms or put his hands in his pockets Li, with a look of being obsessed with answering and ignoring you.

"There's trouble ahead." Death said very seriously.

"You are the biggest trouble in the world." Zhou Ming snorted, shook off the other party's hand, and continued walking. He saw a tall Caucasian woman with one hand on her waist and a bag in the other. walked towards him.That woman looks like Xiao Li's nth generation girlfriend. She has a supermodel face with cool smoky makeup, a few touches of black in her blonde hair, and a shiny light gold dress with straps and hips. Wrapped in a perfect figure, paired with a men's long black trench coat and graceful black stockings, the whole is sexy*.Especially the deep V neckline of the little dress squeezed the two lumps on the chest out of the bottomless gully, which made Zhou Ming's eyes fall into it.

"It really is a troublesome thing." Zhou Ming wiped his nose.Fuck!What is Xiao Ling, this is a woman!What kind of luck has he had recently?

"It's too late to run now." Death followed behind him mournfully.

"Run? Why do you want to run?" Zhou Ming stared straight at the woman.The other party seemed to be smiling at him, picked up the bag, and took out a gun from the genuine leather bag that looked like a famous brand.

The gun was pointed at Zhou Ming.

"My forehead..." Zhou Ming looked at the black muzzle of the gun, feeling a drop of cold sweat slowly slipping from his forehead, he couldn't help raising his hand, and begged for mercy with a sad face, "What did I do wrong? Why did you kill me? Are you Xiao Ling's sister? Because I made her cry during the date, so you came to teach me?"

"She's here to look for me." Reaper hid behind Zhou Ming and whispered while grabbing Zhou Ming's shoulder.

"What kind of horse?" Zhou Ming immediately put down his hand, grabbed the wrist of Death God and dragged him to the front, "What did you do to her? No, aren't you Death God? Who will come to kill God?"

"I didn't come to kill him." The woman immediately pointed her gun at the god of death who was pulled to him by Zhou Ming, still smiling charmingly, and stretched out her long golden hair, making her even more sexy. "I'm here to drive him away."

"You can't drive me away!" The god of death jumped on Zhou Ming immediately, his limbs entangled Zhou Ming tightly like the tentacles of an octopus. "I'm already bound to him!"

"Get out!" Zhou Ming pushed away the Grim Reaper who was about to stick cheek to cheek with him. "Hmph, is someone treating you now?"

"What's wrong with you?" The woman put down the gun and sighed, "You tampered with this person's death record, which caused him to fail to die, and caused a lot of trouble, making Hades work overtime every day. To be with this normal guy who looks like he has a billion copies in the world?"

Hearing that the other party said that he did not die because of the god of death, Zhou Ming felt a warm current inexplicably, but when he heard the next sentence, his anger rushed up, "What do you mean by having a billion people in the world?" replica?"

"It means that you are so ordinary, you are no different from others." Death immediately translated.

"I can understand this sentence! I mean why does she say that about me?!" If it wasn't for the death god hanging on his body, Zhou Ming would almost jump.

"Aren't you like this?" The woman tilted her head, "Maybe you are special now, this guy took the lives of four people in advance to protect you, and Hades is not ready to arrange reincarnation for them at all. When you go down, you will find that everyone knows your ordinary face."

"Wait a minute." Zhou Ming was dizzy from hearing this, "You just said that I was not hit by a car and died because of the god of death? Then those people who brought me danger died strangely because of the god of death? "

"Otherwise, can it be because you are very lucky?" The woman sneered sarcastically.

"What do you think is because of the automatic error correction of the fate system?" Zhou Ming yelled angrily, tugging at the collar of Death God, "You lied to me?"

He knew that he should be grateful to the god of death for saving him several times, but he didn't understand why the other party would lie to him.

Although he didn't understand why he was so angry because the other party lied to him.

"I didn't lie to you." Death coughed dryly, "I just didn't tell you, I am that system. I am destiny."