my god is from hell

"Hurry up, brother's concert is going to be late! I won't wait for you!"

"Here we come! It's too early to leave! We went early enough!"

"Before entering the stadium, you have to buy things, check tickets, and meet friends... There are so many things to do, ah... I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please wipe it off..."

On Yuhe Road, the girl wearing a small pink cylindrical bag apologized guiltily to the man she hit in front of her, and frantically searched her waist bag. Because she was too impatient, she failed to find the tissue several times.

Seeing this, her male partner quickly handed out a tissue and bowed again to apologize.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

The man in front of the two was wearing a clean white T-shirt with a large milk tea stain on his chest. He stopped the boy from wiping his hand and was about to do it himself when another hand took over.

Seeing this, the man simply stopped, pulled the hem of the T-shirt so that the other party could wipe it off, and said to them, "Aren't you guys going to the concert? Don't worry about it, it's fine!"

The girl turned on the phone and checked the time, her face became more anxious, she glanced at the man's T-shirt in embarrassment, took out a pen and wrote on the tissue.

"I'm really sorry! But we are really anxious to see the concert... How about this, here is my name and contact information, I will pay for the washing of the T-shirts! Just call me if you have any questions! I'm so sorry! Let's go first Already!"

After she finished writing the contact information, she originally wanted to stuff it in the hands of the man she poured milk tea on, but when she was about to start, she caught the faint eyes of the person next to him, subconsciously turned the tissue around, and stuffed it into the hand of the person next to him.

The boy next to him stared blankly at the two of them, and when he was dragged away by his girlfriend, he turned his head in a daze. He saw the man wiping the milk tea stains on the man's chest frown and said something, his expression seemed dissatisfied, but Before he could finish speaking, the man with the dirty T-shirt laughed and smacked him on the face, kissing him helplessly.

Wait... oh, took a sip?

"Lingling...he, they..." The male companion was surprised as he walked, and when he turned his head, his mind was still full of the image of babbling, which he couldn't get rid of.

"What are they? Have you ever seen anyone fall in love? Oh, hurry up!" The girlfriend was already anxious, and impatiently dragged her staggering boyfriend to the concert venue.

"No, you...I..." The male partner was almost persuaded by the girlfriend's normal tone.

In a daze, the male partner couldn't help thinking, yes, it's just a relationship, it seems nothing?

"Zhuoyu was already dissatisfied with your casual attitude, but this time his clothes are still dirty, he must blame you again."

On Yuhe Road, Zuo Luoxing tried it, and found that the mark of milk tea was so stubborn that it couldn't be wiped off at all.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, they came here this time and did not intend to use divine magic, so Zuo Luoxing originally wanted to take Yan Qing back to change clothes, but Yan Qing refused.

It's summer, and it's not so uncomfortable to get wet clothes. After the concert, it's more convenient to go to Yan Zhuoyu's pile of clothes and change. He doesn't want to bother with that.

After coming out of the eternal space, Yan Qing and Zuo Luoxing first went to Tianqing Continent to attend the full moon ceremony of Zuo Luoheng and Yan Fei's second child, and after thinking about it, they came to the modern age.

They chose the time period when Yan Qing was 24 years old.

Before the age of 22, "Yanqing" really existed. Although as the only god, Yanqing can change this established fact, but if he wants to do it without affecting the future, it will take a lot of divine power, so the time will be extended later.

On his 22nd birthday, Yan Qing was involved in a car accident, but this car accident was affected by the divine power of the Father God, so it was not considered a natural death, and the fact that Yan Qing changed was not a violation of the rules. Others will erase the "Yan Qing's death" event in the future and reappear as "Yan Qing".

"Yan Qing" celebrated his birthday normally, and chose to be a little assistant beside Yan Zhuoyu. With the convenience of his top brother, he had more money and less work, but it was a bit far away from home. However, Yan Qing didn't like staying at home. So relying on gnawing small things, "Yan Qing" had a pretty good life.

The preparation time for the concert was indeed very long. Yan Qing was delayed for a while, but he was still in time to check the tickets. After finding a seat and sitting down, he found that there was a young couple splashing his milk tea next to him.

As the four eyes met, Yan Qing received several apologies and a bunch of support samples, as well as continuous screaming and crying during the concert.

After the end, the girl who spilled his milk tea insisted on paying the dry cleaning fee for the clothes. She originally planned to pay the full amount, but she calmly gave up after hearing the price of the T-shirt.

After the young couple left, Yan Qing went to the backstage to ask Yan Zhuoyu to borrow clothes. Assistant Zhao saw Yan Qing and enthusiastically found a suit of clothes for him, and took away the clothes that Yan Qing had changed, expressing that he would personally Take it to the shop for dry cleaning.

Of course, the reason for doing this was not only because Yan Qing was Yan Zhuoyu's younger brother, but also because the other party was doing the same job as before but getting double the salary because of Yan Qing's existence.

In fact, in order to avoid gossip, Yan Zhuoyu gave everyone in the assistant group a salary increase, and the entire assistant group was very enthusiastic about the God of Wealth.

"Brother! Have you watched my concert?"

After Yan Zhuoyu packed up, he immediately came to find Yan Qing. In order to let his brother have no excuse to avoid the concert, he specially gave Yan Qing a holiday, which didn't have much work, and blocked the other party's escape route.

"Looked at it, and there are quite a few songs that are particularly beautiful!" Yan Qing looked into Yan Zhuoyu's eyes sincerely.

"...Really? Which one? What's the name?" Yan Zhuoyu looked at him sharply.

"Just that one, that one..." Yan Qing gently squeezed Zuo Luoxing's hand, and the only thing left in his ears was "brother" and screams after the whole show, who knows what Yan Zhuoyu sang...

"Redemption." Zuo Luoxing took the words.

"That's right! That one! It's the best!" Yan Qing nodded affirmatively, with sincere eyes.

Assistant Zhao on the side couldn't bear to look directly at him: Young Master Yan, at least you should be perfunctory, just like this, you can't take it seriously...

Look at Yanshen's serious face...

"I knew it! I felt really good when I sang this song!"

Yan Zhuoyu was stunned for a moment, a joyful smile appeared on his face, and he clenched his right hand and waved excitedly.

Assistant Zhao: ...

Yan Qing nodded seriously at the side, and urged: "Okay, okay, you must be hungry after singing for so long, let's go eat!"

Assistant Zhao who saw Yan Qing secretly rubbing his stomach: I think you are hungry.

"Okay! I'll go right away after I explain to my manager!" Yan Zhuoyu was moved in disbelief.

Yan Qing still remembered that he was hungry from singing and dancing just now, what a big improvement this is!

When they arrived at the barbecue restaurant, the waiter asked them if they wanted to order wine. To protect his throat, Yan Zhuoyu never smoked or drank alcohol. Yan Qing and Zuo Luoxing thought about it, but they didn't order any.

The waiter nodded and went down with the menu. When he came back, he brought a large plate full of fresh ingredients. After confirming that a few people did not need help, he closed the door and went out.

Yan Qing took a few slices of pork belly and beef first, and when he was about to put down the tongs, he caught a glimpse of Yan Zhuoyu's eager eyes, picked and picked among the vegetables, picked up two pinches of bean sprouts, and said helplessly: "Maybe we can eat some Anything else?"

Yan Zhuoyu has been a little overweight recently, and his manager has repeatedly ordered him not to follow Yan Qing for dinner, but Yan Zhuoyu will not change, and every time he eats, he has to burn his face on the treadmill to burn calories, which is not normal. Dare to eat high-calorie food.

This time when he came to the barbecue restaurant, Yan Qing remembered what his manager had secretly told him to do. He wanted to change places, but Yan Zhuoyu patted his chest and said stubbornly that he only ate vegetables.

However, when he arrived at the barbecue restaurant, Yan Zhuoyu's expression was as if he hadn't eaten in three days, his eyes were fixed on the meat, and his saliva was almost drooling.

Even Assistant Zhao, who was in the same company, couldn't bear to see it.

Of course, the reluctance to bear it was only temporary. Thinking of the high salary he got, Assistant Zhao still hoped that Yanshen could earn more money...

Hearing Yan Qing's suggestion, Yan Zhuoyu thought about it for a moment, then shook his head with difficulty: "You have to eat green food everywhere...it's better to smell it..."

It was so pitiful that Yan Qing almost became a vegetarian with him.

Fortunately, the aroma of barbecue stopped him in time.

"Pork belly is ready." Zuo Luoxing said, sandwiching the roasted meat slices into Yan Qing's bowl, and laying a new layer by himself, caught sight of Yan Zhuoyu's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and put two pinches of bean sprouts on it .

"Thank you...but I can actually eat some mushrooms and corn..."

Yan Zhuoyu stuffed the bean sprouts into his mouth tastelessly, not daring to dip in too thick ingredients, his green eyes glanced at the pile of ingredients in front of him.

Yan Qing sympathetically roasted some mushroom corn for him.

"Thank you brother..." Yan Zhuoyu ate two more mouthfuls of bean sprouts, saw everyone staring at him, sniffled and said, "You guys eat too..."

Everyone: This sudden sense of guilt...

"Cough... come, have a drink!" Yan Qing was about to send his drink over, but after thinking about it, he was a little reluctant, and pushed the lemonade in Yan Zhuoyu's hand towards him.

"Oh..." Yan Zhuoyu took a sip, took a look at the cup, took another sip, and asked, "What kind of drink is this? Why is it a bit spicy?"

"That's right! I think this taste is very distinctive!" Yan Qing felt that the lemonade in this store was very exciting.

"Spicy? Let me see—" Assistant Zhao's eyes became serious, and he immediately suspected that someone knew that Yan Zhuoyu was here and poured something into the cup.

However, after bringing the cup over, Assistant Zhao's face was blank.

"...Master Yan, didn't you realize that what you were drinking was wine?" Assistant Zhao pushed the glass away and called the waiter.

After the waiter came in, he looked at the situation and said apologetically, "Maybe I accidentally misremembered the private room. I'm really sorry. Did anything happen to you guys? I'm giving this dish to the guests as an apology. The lemonade will be added immediately, I'm really sorry!"

The waiter put down the plate and left.Yan Zhuoyu glanced at it, it was a plate of beef, and immediately became more frustrated: "I am also a victim..."

Zuo Luoxing picked up Yan Qing's cup and took a sip, and found that the reading was very low, he was relieved, and only reminded: "Be careful before drinking next time."

"Oh oh oh..." Yan Qing stuffed a mouthful of meat perfunctorily.

After leaving the barbecue restaurant, both Yan Qing and Yan Zhuoyu had drunk, but luckily they didn't usually drive. Assistant Zhao took Yan Zhuoyu back, and Zuo Luoxing took Yan Qing back to the nearby hotel by taxi.

While in the car, Zuo Luoxing noticed that Yan Qing's face was a little red, but fortunately he was still very awake, and he still had time to add a filter to the barbecue he took and send it to Moments.

Zuo Luoxing clicked on Moments and looked, his expression cracked.

On the nine neatly arranged pictures, the long tube-shaped vent with a warm yellow food filter was photographed in various unexpected poses, with the words: delicious and juicy barbecue.

The friends below thought he was joking, and commented one after another: "Is it delicious? Isn't it particularly exciting to chew?"

Yan Qing commented: "It's very delicious!"

Zuo Luoxing: ...

Xu Cheng, who is so simple-minded, even when Yan Qing obviously couldn't answer the question correctly, he was very active in making conversation: "Drinks from the barbecue restaurant? Which restaurant? I'll try it next time!"

Yan Qing: "Lemonade needs to be spiced up."

Xu Cheng: "Is there this store? Is it near Yangcheng Gymnasium? Why can't I navigate it?"

Yan Qing: "I want to take another picture!"

Xu Cheng: "? Are you still in the store? You can also take a photo of the address for me."

……

Zuo Luoxing turned off the phone and raised his hand, pressed Yan Qing who wanted to take a photo of the driver, and then skillfully covered the button of the car window to prevent the other party from pulling the window: "Sit down, and take pictures at the hotel."

"I'm motion sick." Yan Qing insisted on pushing away Zuo Luoxing's hand, and covered his mouth aggrievedly.

The driver in front immediately became nervous when he heard the words: "Don't spit on my car! I just washed it two days ago!"

"...I'm sorry, he doesn't get motion sickness, but he just wants to open the window." Zuo Luoxing dragged the shopping bag in his hand and put it in front of Yan Qing, "I want to vomit in here."

Yan Qing lowered his head and saw that it was full of snacks and milk tea, so he sat up straight and said, "I'm not dizzy anymore."

After speaking, he pushed the bag back to Zuo Luoxing, and gave him a sad look: "How can you use my snack bag as a garbage bag!"

"I didn't, look, it's still fine." Zuo Luoxing took out a pack of snacks and showed him.

Yan Qing stared at it for a while, grabbed it, tore it open, stuffed it into his mouth and said, "Thank you..."

After watching for a while, the driver finally understood that his feelings are a drunk!

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it!

"It's really rare to eat so deliciously while drunk." Generally, drunk people feel uncomfortable in their stomachs and don't eat much.

Zuo Luoxing prevented the other party from opening the next package, and replied: "His reaction is indeed different from that of ordinary people."

It was so different that he was almost cheated.

The driver sent the two of them to the hotel curiously and nervously. Seeing that Yan Qing really didn't say anything, he was relieved, and told Zuo Luoxing about the possible dangers of drunk people. Zuo Luoxing nodded and took them into the hotel. the hotel.

After using the room card to open the room, Yan Qingan quietly turned on the TV, and unpacked a bag of snacks, looking ready to perform well.

Zuo Luoxing hesitated for a while, but he still chose to go into the bathroom after smelling the bad smell on his body.

If he washes up faster, nothing will happen, right?

Two minutes later, Zuo Luoxing was washing himself with foam when the bathroom door was suddenly opened a small crack.

Zuo Luoxing's eyes narrowed, and when he was about to put the clothes on his body, Yan Qing poked his head out from the crack and whispered: "I'm hungry..."

Zuo Luoxing: "...you go out first, I'll have the front desk deliver it later..."

Yan Qing wrinkled his nose: "I want to eat right now..."

"Then wait, I'll come out and order for you now..."

Zuo Luoxing sighed, turned off the water and wiped his body casually, and was going to the living room to order dinner for Yan Qing first, and then come back to wash.

As a result, when he walked to the door, he was suddenly embraced by Yan Qing, a pair of warm hands wrapped around his slightly cold waist, and a moist itchy feeling came from his neck.

"You smell so good..."

Zuo Luoxing was about to say something when his body froze suddenly, his tone was hoarse and restrained: "Don't touch..."

……

"Lolo...you are so heavy..."

"Shut up, who insisted on this posture..."

The water vapor in the bathroom blurred the mirror on the wall, and the almost two-in-one silhouette loomed in the mist.

Outside the window, the young shoots of early summer swayed gently under the moonlight.