After awakening the evil god, it was marked

Yan Zhijin's head exploded with a "buzz", and he stammered, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Is there any problem?" Yan Hui said as a matter of course, "I am the black snake, you are the silver snake, you dreamed that they were copulating, that is us..."

"I think you made a mistake. I never said that the silver snake was me." Yan Zhijin said coldly.

"The black one is not me." Yan Hui shrugged, "I haven't met a silver snake yet."

"Isn't he... a snake?" Yan Zhijin swallowed his saliva and said in a difficult voice.

"To be precise, we don't have a fixed appearance, and I'm not a real snake." Yan Hui fell into memory, and said frankly and firmly, "I haven't seen him appear in public with the image of a snake."

Yan Hui held Yan Zhijin's hand, his black pupil reflected his own reflection.

Maybe it was because he seemed too honest, Yan Zhijin's restless mood gradually calmed down.

"You don't know, you're still entangled with our past, right?" Yan Hui couldn't help laughing lowly, his eyes were like a dark pool of water, and when he laughed, ripples rippled, even Yan Zhijin's reflection Followed by a flash of light, "I assure you, the only one I like with all my heart is you."

"You care about me so much, I am very happy."

Yan Zhijin's heart stopped beating when he said the central thing, and she firmly denied it: "Who said that? How you and him have nothing to do with me."

"Then why did you suddenly mention this?" Yan Hui asked, "I lost my mind during the meal."

"I didn't." Yan Zhijin argued, "I was just thinking about the laboratory."

"You still think about it?" Yan Hui said displeased, "You still think about those mice once you go home after a long time?"

As soon as he mentioned the new experiment, Yan Zhijin immediately became more serious.He corrected: "That's not an ordinary mouse, it's a mouse that survived after being injected with the treated venom!"

"I'm alive too." Yan Hui exuded an unpleasant breath all over his body, "Not only will I not be poisoned to death, but I can also create venom."

"You're not like them."

"Of course I'm different from them." Yan Hui buried his head in Yan Zhijin's abdomen, rubbed his pajamas, and said, "I have much more research value than them."

Yan Zhijin shook his head, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously: "How can anyone describe himself like that."

"You may have said at the very beginning that I am your most important research subject." Yan Hui raised his head, his obsidian eyes shining brightly under the light.

"That's right, but..."

This description is too cold and one-sided.

"Yes, there's no problem." Yan Hui stood up, lazily called a few black snakes, cleaned up the dining table, and complained softly, "The dinner time that was finally prepared was ruined by those few mice."

Yan Zhijin couldn't help laughing.He sighed, and said softly, "Did I spend too much time on experiments during this time, ignoring your feelings?"

"It's okay." Yan Hui said honestly, "Although it's a bit lonely, but it's something you like to do, so forget it."

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he bent down, looked at Yan Zhijin almost at the same level, and said with a smile: "Besides, you look very serious when you are doing the experiment."

"You really don't care?" Yan Zhijin took half a step back, leaning his back against the chair.

"It doesn't matter, you're not dating someone else." Yan Hui said nonchalantly, "You don't really like those little mice, do you?"

"Do you think I'm just too obsessed with research to ignore you?" Yan Zhijin asked.

"Aren't you?" Yan Hui's face changed slightly, and the brows were immediately clouded, looking fierce.

"Of course." Yan Zhijin swallowed the saliva he was secreting crazily, and said evasively, "I was just wondering if you would doubt me."

"Can't you see this?" Yan Hui said confusedly, "You are in front of me every day, and I haven't seen you getting too close to anyone."

He asked vigilantly: "You don't have an idea, are you testing me?"

Seeing his eyes gloomy again, Yan Zhijin immediately proved his innocence: "I didn't. You can see everything I do."

"The questions you asked today are all a bit strange." Yan Hui looked at him without any intention of relaxing his vigilance, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"You doubt me?" Yan Zhijin asked back.

Yan Hui's pupils constricted, and he explained in a panic, "I didn't..."

"Go upstairs to sleep. Do you want a bath?"

Yan Zhijin got up first and walked upstairs.

Yan Hui obediently followed behind him.

Yan Zhijin caught a glimpse of his docile figure from the corner of his eye, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

It turned out that during this period of time, he was really the only one thinking about it. Yan Hui didn't see that he was avoiding the relationship between the two of them at all, and thought he was really concentrating on research.

Only he is torturing himself.

After laughing at himself, he felt a lot more relaxed.

It seems that Yan Hui really has nothing to do with his past feelings, so he should let go of his doubts.

As for those dreams... just treat them as really meaningless.

Yan Zhijin forcibly stuffed the snake into the bathtub, brushed the snake with the brush to wash off the smell of cooking, and sat down on the bed with the fragrant snake in his arms contentedly.

On the way, the snake tried to bargain and take a bath with him, but he firmly refused on the grounds that he had already taken a bath.

"It's really hard to rub." The snake groaned while lying on the quilt.

"You have a strong smell of oily smoke on your body, and dust can easily hide in the crevices of your scales." Yan Zhijin said seriously.

The snake raised its tail, revealing two looming connectors: "It's almost rubbed out by you."

Yan Zhijin put on a straight face, and pressed hard on the nearby belly scales. Seeing the snake howling in pain and curling up its tail, he felt inexplicably relieved.

"I should have rolled you into the water just now." After the pain eased, the snake slowly stretched its tail towards him and wrapped it around his wrist.

Yan Zhijin quickly stroked the scales of the snake in an unrefined way.

It’s been a long time since I touched a snake, and now I’m very satisfied.

"You dare not," he said.

The snake turned its head to look at him, showing its sharp fangs, and threatened, "Why don't I dare?"

Yan Zhijin squeezed the snake in his hand: "Pet snakes don't show their teeth to their owners."

The snake hissed and breathed out air-conditioning again, and curled up.

Only then did Yan Zhijin realize that she had accidentally pinched the scar on his abdomen, and quickly apologized: "Are you okay?"

"I have something to do." The snake's tail wrapped around his arm softly, and a pair of snake eyes that were supposed to be ruthless looked at him playfully and tenderly, "It needs to be rubbed by the professor."

Yan Zhijin rubbed his old wound lightly, his thoughts drifted far away.

He asked, "God, how are you doing now?"

Black Snake's upper body stood up suddenly, looking aggressive: "Why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing, remembering that he caused your injury."

Black Snake lowered his head, and when he raised it again, his eyes showed a bit of confusion.

He said, "Me too, I'm not sure. It should be good, right?"

"Really?" Yan Zhijin said quietly, "That's good."

Yan Hui asked abruptly, "Have you had any special feelings lately?"

Yan Zhijin shook his head: "After the fever subsided, it seemed that I suddenly opened up, and many problems that could not be solved before were solved. Other than that... nothing."

"I kind of want to hear your old stories," he said.

"Us?" Black Snake confirmed hesitantly.

"I'm not asking you to tell me now." Yan Zhijin stroked the scales of the snake, "I know this will remind you of some unpleasant memories. Don't worry, tell me when you want to talk to me."

"Are these important to you?" Black Snake looked sad.

"Not very important, but I want to know."

"Actually, you're fine now. I know I'm selfish, but I'd rather you not think about it..."

The words behind him became gibberish.

Yan Zhijin heard a lot from him, and her own mind was buzzing for a long time. Finally, she found a gap for him to breathe, made a gesture, and said, "I don't understand."

Black Snake looked at him blankly.

"It seems that there is a difference between what you said and what I heard." Yan Zhijin nodded his ears.

"I speak S country dialect." Yan Hui was indignant.

"But what I heard was not." Yan Zhijin patted his back soothingly, "Maybe it's beyond what I can bear."

He is not as anxious now as he was when he couldn't understand Yan Jin's words.

Maybe it's because Yan Hui is in a hurry than him.

Black Snake smirked: "I don't know who designed it."

Yan Zhijin blurted out, "Maybe it's me."

Black Snake looked at him in surprise.Yan Zhijin frowned, brushing his lips with his fingertips.

The words just now seemed to have been kept in his brain without thinking about them.Why would he say such a thing?

"One day, you will know," the snake slowly climbed onto his shoulder, and the purple letter poked his neck, "Do you want to hear me tell a story?"

"Um……"

"Then let me tell." The snake pushed him into the quilt and lay down, lying on his ear, breathing air-conditioning, "One day, a knowledgeable and beautiful professor of biology picked up a snake on an inaccessible planet. The snake took him back to his laboratory and regarded him as his most precious research object, he said, this is the most beautiful snake he has ever seen, his favorite..."

"Don't talk about this." Yan Zhijin struggled to sit up.

"Then change one." The black snake tied him up with its tail, and changed the subject generously, "One day, the professor made an appointment with the snake to see him on time at night, but the professor broke his promise, so the snake angrily said He broke open the door of the room and wanted to settle accounts with him. In the airtight room, he saw the professor with blurred eyes..."

"Shut up!" Yan Zhijin's temples jumped up.

"Actually, you like to hear me talk about this, right? Otherwise, why would you dream of our intercourse? Maybe you prefer to see this kind of thing from a third-party perspective?"

He took a mirror from nowhere, fixed it with the tip of his tail, and brought it to Yan Zhijin.

Yan Zhijin's embarrassed face appeared in the mirror together with the snake wrapped around his body affectionately.

The snake lightly brushed his cheeks with a purple letter: "Take a look."

The author has something to say:

From a certain point of view, it is also very exciting to watch the scene of yourself and your lover being lingering from a third-party perspective, just like facing a mirror or a camera while doing that.