After awakening the evil god, it was marked

The rough paper on the surface of the paper figurine, starting from the fingertips, peeled off in pieces, revealing the pale and dry skin underneath.

The vertical, tapered red pupils glow like rubies in the night.

Like a snake that has been hungry for a long time and salivates at its prey.

With his legs apart, he knelt on both sides of Yan Zhijin's body, propped his elbows on his cheeks, and his slender fingers were still lingering on his cheeks: "No."

"I'll tell you to get down." Yan Zhijin bent his left knee, pushed his waist against his side, and pushed his whole body to the side of the bed near the wall.

Yan Hui dodged his attack in a rather soft posture, turned his body sideways, supported his body with only one arm, and held his ankle with the other hand, starting from the round ankle bone, going upwards, inch by inch explore.

Like, there is a snake that has just swam out of the water, and when it first arrives in a strange area, it can only use its wet belly scales to cling to the only branch it sees, and slowly climb towards the longing distance.

Even the twig looks rather fragile, not so much a twig as a leaf stem.

Because it is afraid of falling, the snake must stick very tightly. Sometimes, it even has to strangle the leaf stems, squeezing the tender leaf stems and deforming them.

Where the snake swims, there will be a wet and slippery water stain, rub it, it will seep into the delicate skin of the leaf stem, and the dark red trace will fade away.

The approach of the damp and cold breath puts the body into a state of vigilance, and the originally soft muscles are tense, as if to protect the tightly wrapped leaves of the flower.

This reaction made the snake quite happy.

The corner of his lips smiled involuntarily: "No."

"What did I tell you before?" Yan Zhijin suppressed his anger.

"You said that you can follow you, but you can't let you see it, and you can't talk to you. You also said that you told me to sleep on the sofa and not allowed to go to bed. Even if I went to bed, I could only sleep next to the pillow," Yan Hui nodded seriously. , "But, does it matter?"

"Didn't you notice, is there something wrong with your body?" He leaned over and breathed out a blood-smelling cold breath.

"Your estrous period has arrived. No, it should be, your estrous period has been advanced."

It is the medicine that Mr. Jin puts in the meal.

It's not a simple sleeping pill or drug, but a medicine that has a special effect on omega.

Yan Zhijin thought of this possibility almost instantly.

"The most important thing you need to think about now is how to solve this matter." Yan Hui fiddled with his eyelashes with his fingertips, watched him close his eyes angrily, and chuckled, "Right?"

"..." Yan Zhijin clenched his lower lip, and groaned from his throat.

The cold breath is like an ice cone hanging under the eaves, he is the bonfire burning under the eaves.The ice pick is aiming at the creaking firewood, ready to go.

This section of ice pick, trying to break into a fire, doused it into a wisp of smoke.

The flames jumped higher and higher, screaming at the lower end of the ice pick, and the cold and sharp ice slowly melted, making the surrounding air damp and cold.

The temperature made him shiver all over, and the clothes on his back were soaked in cold sweat, sticking to his hot skin.

He couldn't help but want the ice to melt faster, seep through the thin fabric, seep below the skin, and extinguish the burning flames everywhere.

Icicle wobbled, trying to break into a fire.

The ice would melt into water, he knew, and the fires would be extinguished, and they would become water-soaked, rotten logs.

"I miss you very much." Yan Jin stroked his lips, "I miss you talking to me."

auricle.

"I want you to listen to me."

Closed eyes.

"I want you to watch me."

chest.

"I want to make sure you remember me."

"You know I'm the cobra, but you let me stay with you."

"Did you forgive me?" The chaotic breath sprayed in Yan Zhijin's ear, and he could hear the other person's pleading voice, "I never thought of treating you as a body or a sacrifice. I just..."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Yan Zhijin slowly opened his eyes, the eyes that were close to the color of ice crystals also showed the indifference of ice crystals.

Yan Hui's pupils constricted.

He looked at his belly in disbelief.

A deep and narrow wound ran from the upper right to the lower left.The edge of the wound showed signs of being scalded.

And beside him, there is no sharp weapon at all.

Only silvery, sharp metal-like light covered his wound.

"I don't like being threatened." Yan Zhijin pushed him aside, clutched his forehead, and sat up unsteadily, "Do you think that now that I'm weak, I have to beg for your help with a low eyebrow? "

He glanced at him in disgust, stood up, staggered a step, held on to the table next to him, and said, "I won't. Even if I'm desperate, I won't beg you in this way."

He pressed the gland at the back of his neck hard, and the pain caused his consciousness to temporarily regain his former sobriety.

"As you wish, I am merging with him." He showed a cruel smile, "But unfortunately, perhaps, it will be his memory that will be inherited."

"Even if it enters my body, He still won't love you."

"It's a pity." He said with no regret at all. "You're going to be disappointed."

His whole body was covered with a layer of metallic silver light, which was like an indestructible armor, protecting him in the safest and warmest center.

Just cut it off.

When you find out that a relationship is going to torment you for the long haul, just leave.

This is not necessary.

He can still recall the conversation between Yan Hui and Yi Youlan that day.

In fact, he is just an intact body that Yan Hui is looking for for that god, with a suitable appearance, personality, pheromones, and a heart that loves him.

He and that god will slowly merge, and in the end, what is left of him is the heart that will love Yanzhen.

He doesn't accept it.

"Zhijin." The astonished expression on Yan Hui's face slowly disappeared, and changed into a more complicated expression.

"Listen, I didn't think so." He was unusually calm.

But Yan Zhijin didn't want to hear him say, "Shut up."

"I just want to help you achieve your wish." Yan Hui ignored his words, "Don't you still have a lot to know?"

"I don't have to know now."

"Only in this way can you know." Yan Hui said, "The human body has too many limitations."

"I know that you are still yearning for those unknown secrets, and you still want to continue your research. It is a secret that even as a 'god', you don't know."

"So I have to let you go back to your original state, even if you will remember your dislike for me."

He finally spoke the words that had been forbidden all along.

"You forget me," he said bitterly, "and you forget yourself."

"The origin of all things, the creator of all time and space rules, the builder and maintainer of balanced order."

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