[Comprehensive] Looking for a male god system experiencer

.He took my hand and turned to leave.

"Konstantin!" After walking a few steps, Constantine was stopped again.

Constantine and I turned around together, and as expected, it was the bastard demon just now.

"Is there something wrong?" Constantine asked patiently.

Ella seemed to have adjusted her mood after being yelled at just now. She glanced at me indifferently, and walked up to Constantine with her long legs.

I:……

I was really shocked in my heart, didn't she see that Constantine and I were holding hands?How could she just put her on Konstantin's shoulder so unabashedly? ?

Seeing him approaching, Constantine raised his neck, waiting for her to speak.

"With new people, forget the old one?" As she spoke, her tongue stuck out of her mouth like a little snake, and when she was just about to lick Constantine, she retracted it again.

I first lowered my head and looked at my feet, and after confirming that I was not invisible or transparent, my anger was instantly ignited, and thunderbolts burst out of my chest.

Before Konstantin could speak, I pulled Konstantin back and stood in front of Konstantin. I followed her just now, swept her from top to bottom, and said with a bright smile: " Correct me, the newcomer is me, and the old one is also me, even if you are an individual, you are not very well-known." As I said that, in order to anger her better, my smile deepened a little on purpose.

Sure enough, Ella's eyes lit up, and it was obvious that she was angry.

I exclaimed, "Ah, angry? But you touched my man just now and I wasn't even angry." As I spoke, I patted the shoulder that she had draped over with an aggrieved expression, as if something dirty had been patted. something the same.

Constantine was resting on the sidelines.I saw that her chest was becoming more and more obvious, and I was a little scared, afraid that she would make some kind of moth if she got angry, and it would make me feel better if she didn't kill me.

I stuck out my tongue, stepped back behind Constantine, tugged at his sleeve, and signaled him to leave quickly.

Constantine glanced at me, raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped looking at Ella, and said leisurely, "She's right."

When I heard this, I was overjoyed.

Walking out of the bar, I saw the sun again, the sun was warm, the breeze was blowing, and the sky was clear. It should have been a beautiful day, but it was a pity.I pursed my lips.My arm still seemed to have been anesthetized. I carried it in Constantine's pocket, as if stuffed into a ball of cotton, which was extraordinarily empty.

After holding back a stomach full of questions, I finally had time to ask.

The first question that bears the brunt is naturally——

"Don't you take the initiative to confess?" Another hand in good condition stretched out in front of Constantine, pointed at him, and asked with his neck raised.

Konstantin raised his hand and pressed my raised hand, clasped it into his palm, turned me around in a circle, and inserted them into his side pockets together.

He said slowly, "There is only one good hand left, so be careful."

I clicked my tongue and frowned: "Why did you change the subject?"

"I don't, it's just that hands are more important." Constantine looked innocent. "Okay." Under my unblinking gaze, Constantine finally said: "It happened a year ago. At that time, I drank too much wine and was in a daze. I used to meet occasionally, but this is all A year ago, I hadn't contacted her for a long time, and I was surprised to see her today."

a year ago?

Another year ago!

My brain is racing.

Angela!

I snorted coldly, and said angrily, "Why don't you fall in love with me when you're all in love with her? And you also said that you only met Angela a year ago. Angela, otherwise, what a coincidence!"

When Constantine heard this, he couldn't help laughing. He looked at me seriously in disbelief, lightly shrugged his shoulders, and said in a good temper, "Why are you talking about Angela again?"

I was discouraged when she mentioned Angela.

Why did you mention Angela...

Because I am a woman and I am attracted to her as a reason.

Even I was attracted to it, let alone a man.

Furthermore... Angela obviously likes Constantine.

They have experienced things together that I have never participated in. How can I ignore this sense of crisis.

I sniffed, and said gloomily, "I just think you two have an affair!"

Constantine sighed and laughed without answering.

"And you are in love with that bastard demon and you are not in love with me, you are going too far." As I said that, I withdrew the hand he was holding and walked to the side of the road, alone. Stuffy and angry.

After walking about ten steps, a gust of wind came, and Konstantin had already followed. He gave me a funny sideways glance, and whispered in my ear: "Because she is not as important as you."

Constantine 15

Sometimes I have to admit that I am indeed a person who cannot resist temptation.

Even if it was nondescript love words, I couldn't help being satisfied and grinned.

Frankly speaking, Constantine is not a good flirt, but he also has his own way. When the sweet talk is too sweet, every word of his can't help but make people smile and make their heart beat faster.

I smiled sweetly and stared at it.

"Even if you confess your love to me in a different way, I don't want to talk to you."

"Yeah, you shouldn't talk to me." Constantine said without thinking.

I rolled my eyes and returned to the topic: "What are we going to do now?"

"go to church."

Konstantin kept one hand in his pocket, and the wind blew his windbreaker apart, and his leather shoes were as shiny as a sharp knife out of its sheath. The dust brought over, the exhaust gas choked his nose, Konstantin's beautiful brows were unintentionally raised, his chin was retracted, his other arm was slightly bent, and his black sleeve was stained with a thin layer of ash. He didn't care, stood on the edge of the curb and waved lightly twice.

After passing several taxis in a row, finally, a slightly old taxi with faded leather that had been tortured by the wind and sun stopped beside him.

The word gentleman is always difficult for Constantine to learn, and it has always been on and off for him.

For example, at this moment, he was the first to get in, not at all like the gentleman on TV who blocked his head for me and waited for me to sit first.But it doesn't matter, I don't care at all, if Constantine is so humble and polite, I guess I should wake up, because it can only be a dream.

Anyway, I am strong and strong, and I don't need these.

"Old Morgana Church." Constantine couldn't help himself again.He was reaching into the lining of his coat right now, and without a doubt, every strand of my hair knew he was looking for cigarettes.

But I don't want to stop it at all.Because this is a wonderful feeling, first of all, I am really worried about Constantine's health, but on the other hand, Constantine is addicted to smoking, and I really can't find any other hobbies besides smoking and drinking, I like him, so I am reluctant to deprive him of this little hobby. If this is not a game, if I join hands with him like ordinary people, I would rather he live with me, die with him, and follow him when he is sick. As long as he is happy.

Besides, whenever I see Constantine smoking a cigarette, I feel like the dew in early spring, spreading into a ball and melting on the leaves.

After Constantine said the name of the church, the car paused obviously, and then drove carefully again.

The driver slowed down, as if he was ready to stop at any time. He turned his rearview mirror, showing fear, and asked cautiously, "Brother, I can only send you to the small abandoned recycling bin in front of Morgana." His eyes blinked quickly in the rearview mirror, and he had to look back at us while looking at Lu.

"Why?" I was curious.

"You don't know?!" The driver raised his voice, "It's very haunted there! Several people have died, and the crazy ones are even more uncountable. But what are you two doing there, there are almost no people in the area, Unless you two want to go to Ravenskan, too."

For some reason, Konstantin let out a faint chuckle with a cigarette in his mouth as if mockingly.

Although his hands were long and slender, his nails were clipped baldly, like a barren desert, which was uncomfortably dry.

I got out of the car with my front foot, and before my back foot took half a step, the car behind me left in the dust. The exhaust gas roared and choked my nose. I threw the ash on my body and coughed a few times.

"Are you afraid?" Constantine stood in front of me and said lightly.

"With you here."

Yes, he is here.What am I afraid of.In my heart, Constantine can stand up to the big things, and if he can't stand it, he will be crushed to death together, and I don't care.

Just walked two or three kilometers.There are eye-catching scorched colors along the way, which is really unbelievable. This way should have been accompanied by flowers and plants, and the vegetation is lush.

But it’s also weird, the sky was splashed with ink indiscriminately during the few kilometers I walked, groggy, dirty and dark, without a trace of green, except for a few trees that are still standing firm but also showing signs of failure The green pine tree is really lifeless.

Constantine followed me, and the smell of sulfur began to seep into my nose. I couldn't see it, but I felt that something was getting closer to you, or you were getting closer to him, The disastrous Morgana Church is in front of you, half a kilometer away, but you feel that you will be dragged away by something and never come back after a few more steps. This inexplicable sense of anxiety makes people flustered.

Dozens of iron wire fences that have been inserted into the rusty shape have already drooped, and they can't even surround it for half a meter.The shaking rust-red cracked bricks looked like they would turn into billowing ashes when stepped on.The black cement slurry slowly became muddy on the soles of the feet.