Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 2115

After finishing writing, Si Jin seemed to have accomplished something great. He leaned against the wall, with the scarlet thorn chain resting on his head.

His eyes were lightly closed, and he was clearly exhausted, even his breathing took a long time to slow down, but a defiant smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

It seemed as if he was solemnly declaring war on a villain whom he despised so much.

And he will win, and that person will die.

The arrogant god was full of fierceness. Even leaning like this, he looked like a dormant lion, making people dare not approach him.

The long confrontation seemed like a fatal consumption. Si Jin’s breathing gradually became lighter, his long eyelashes drooped, and his eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.

But I can’t sleep.

He told himself over and over again in his heart: This is an illusion.

This time it was the prison of God, and next time, no one knows where the consciousness will sink to.

If I dream about him getting married to Old God, that would be too scary. It would be better for me to stay here.

Maybe… there will always be someone who is willing to take him home.

Si Jin shook his head, using almost all of his consciousness, and continued to hold on with a dull look in his eyes.

It seems like “If we keep wasting time like this, no one else will have an easy life if I don’t have one.”

Blood dripped from his face, staining the silver threads red, and piled up at his collarbone, forming a small shallow pool of blood, which looked both terrifying and pitiful.

Si Jin felt a little cold, so he hugged his knees out of habit and curled himself up into a small ball.

After an unknown amount of time, he saw that the iron door of the God Prison in front of him had disappeared.

The scarlet restriction gradually dissipated, and what came into view was a beam of pure white light.

It was a little dazzling, but when it fell on his body, it was very warm, as if it could bring his frozen heart back to life.

There was someone standing there, and a dim reflection was slowly approaching him.

Black leather shoes, white suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and fox eyes.

They were obviously very far away, at least, from Si Jin’s point of view, there was still some distance, but she could clearly feel the burning temperature from his body.

yes……

As if realizing something, Si Jin supported himself with his hands and sat up with gritted teeth.

He tried to move his body, but just to cover the two lines of words he had written behind him, he was sweating profusely from the pain.

Blood is flowing down the corners of your mouth uncontrollably. It must be very ugly.

I haven’t seen my uncle for a long time, I can’t meet him like this.

Si Jin raised his hand, touched his cheek with the muddy prison uniform, and hurriedly wiped the blood off. Finally, he smiled before Lin Yuan arrived.

But the prison uniform was dirty, and even though the blood was gone, there were still irregular stains of mud on his face.

But that smile was like a flower blooming on the edge of a cliff, which could break a person’s heart in an instant.

Without any time to hesitate, Lin Yuan pulled him into his arms, his fingertips trembling, his lips trembling, his breathing trembling, but he held Si Jin’s hand steadily.

Because your hands can’t shake.

He can be afraid and feel distressed, but he must always remember that no matter what, he must first give Jinjin a sense of security.

Lin Yuan tried his best to adjust his breathing, and waited until his voice was normal before telling him word by word: “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, baby, this is fake, uncle is here, uncle will take you away, okay?”

“Okay.” Si Jin responded sullenly and let Lin Yuan pick him up.

The body fell into a warm embrace, and all the terrifying things around were gradually surrounded by the white light and disappeared.

However, just before he disappeared, Si Jin discovered that Lin Yuan’s eyes noticed something.

So she immediately raised her hand and blocked his view through her glasses.

But Lin Yuan still saw that line – the shackles of the world are just dreams, invisible, formless and without self.

As if he had received some comfort, before Si Jin could react, the other person lowered his head and gently kissed him on the lips.

Si Jin was stunned, like a child throwing a tantrum, and a hint of resentment gradually appeared in his drooping eyes.

In my ears, I heard Uncle Luo’s gentle and proud voice: “You are worthy of being my child. Even at this time, you still want to laugh at the enemy.”