Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1862
He kissed her without any warning.
The boy was stunned for a second, his whole body was in a mess, like a crab just taken out of the pot, completely red inside and out.
I’ve told him that he can’t…can’t kiss directly in front of outsiders, but why…he’s not listening again.
It was clearly a short kiss, but because of the harshness of the continuous occupation, it unexpectedly took on the meaning of robbery.
When he was released, Lu You’s eyes were filled with tears.
As if she was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Si Jin, she hurriedly buried her head in Lian Zhan’s chest, wiped away her messy tears, and then raised her head again.
He took out the gun and pointed it to Si Jin: “This… this is…”
“I’m sorry, my wife has aphasia, so she can’t express herself accurately.” Lian Zhan had bullied enough people, and his mind was satisfied, so he decisively took Lu You’s gun and handed it to Si Jin: “This can save your life at a critical moment, I give it to you.”
“Thank you.” Although he said this, Si Jin’s expression didn’t improve much.
Who arranged the plot?
He hadn’t seen a loving couple in several dimensions, and now he saw such a couple when he was arranging the “husband-chasing crematorium”?
It really hits at his heart!
“We’re leaving first.” After saying that, Lian Zhan hugged the person in his arms tighter. When he walked to the door, he suddenly said, “Baby, the zipper of your backpack is not closed.”
“Oh.” Lu You nodded, rested his chin on his shoulder, and zipped up his pants carefully.
Unexpectedly, the bad man leaned over and kissed his neck at this time, leaving a red mark as he walked slowly.
Lu You was dragged by Lian Zhan and forced to lie on his shoulder. He was obedient and did not move.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Si Jin was very flustered.
He opened his mouth, wanting to apologize on behalf of his ignorant lover, but due to his aphasia, his language organization ability was very poor, he had trouble concentrating when being kissed, and it was difficult for him to pronounce words.
Si Jin understood what he meant, opened his lips, and silently responded with his mouth: “It’s okay.”
Lu You finally breathed a sigh of relief, and soon, Lian Zhan hugged him again…
Kiss! Come! Cry!
The faint sound of sobbing spread lightly along the way, and Si Jin frowned deeply when he heard it.
He also wanted to have a little A Yuan as obedient as this one.
But after thinking about Qu Linyuan’s life, he quickly interrupted this thought.
Forget it, no matter whether a certain emperor is obedient or not, he is always like that, I’m too lazy to think about it.
He returned his attention to the pistol and examined it carefully.
Beretta 92F has an effective range of 50 meters and is very light to use, making it a good life-saving weapon.
But just now, he clearly saw the boy hide a very thin piece of paper in the magazine.
What is that?
With doubts, Si Jin sat down, opened the magazine, and indeed saw a small piece of paper with beautiful small handwriting written on it.
[There are many traps in the rules it provides, so don’t believe them all.
It cries when it is stopped and laughs when it succeeds.]
Oh, so that’s how it is.
Si Jin took back the note and burned it with the flame in his palm.
He said that he heard laughter when he entered the game, and heard crying when he broke the rules.
Well, since this “it” is so fragile and sensitive, he doesn’t mind turning it into a crying bag, pulling it out and torturing it severely to see what “it” is.
He dared to turn his little A Yuan into an emotionless NPC and dared to kill the original owner in the world of rules.
You should… pay the price!
Thinking of this, Si Jin took back the gun and put it in the drawer. He did not patrol the monkey park on time in the afternoon.
Sure enough, several sad cries were heard coming from the direction of the park.
Si Jin ate dinner happily, and after cleaning up, it was almost ten o’clock in the evening.
The alarm clock on the bedside table once again sounded the strange music: [It’s ten o’clock, time to go to bed, bad children will be punished~]
At the same time, the entire park was covered with a strange black fog, and the moonlight could not be seen at all.
Xiao Yao was locked in his sea of consciousness, unable to help but thinking of the monkey from last night. He subconsciously wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and looked at Si Jin cautiously through the gap.
It’s late now, adults should also go to bed.
Fast forward a few miles
, fast forward a few miles, it’s scared QAQ.
[Go to sleep, my Lord. Go to sleep, it’s time. Woohoo (╥ω╥`)]
Xiaoyao kept reminding him softly, one sentence after another, and finally waited for Si Jin to come to the bedside.
【call–】
The little system breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go to sleep peacefully when it discovered that Si Jin had only lifted the pillow and did not get under the quilt.
Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with despair, as if she had encountered something extremely sad, and she felt extremely helpless.
“Where’s my diary? Why is it gone?”
