Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 466
This guy’s life is… quite rich.
Out of curiosity, Si Jin picked it up and took a look.
durex, compact, smallest size.
I couldn’t help but chuckle.
Ren Xinjue, no!
However, it didn’t matter to him whether this guy was okay or not, so he simply threw it on the table, wiped his hands, and went to the study to check the home camera.
If Ren Xinjue brought another man or woman to do that at home, then the place would be dirty.
He will change his house.
Fortunately, Ren Xinjue also took into account a little bit of his identity.
He just hid some insignificant tools and never brought anyone back.
Si Jin rubbed his eyes and prepared to find some housekeepers to come over and clean it up tomorrow.
Stretched and went out.
Just as he was about to ask Ren Linyuan to rest together, he saw a stupid zombie staying in the bathroom.
He looked blankly at the pile of compact models on the table, the smallest one.
He didn’t seem to have seen that thing.
Stared at it for a while and then took it apart.
He stretched out his finger and poked it, getting some oil on his hand.
Seeing this, Si Jin walked over with a smile, pulled the person back, and reminded: “This is too small, not suitable for you, and you seem to be…”
The young man’s eyes moved downward and slowly moved under Ren Linyuan’s waist.
After a pause, he reluctantly added four words.
“Not much use.”
After saying that, I was still a little disappointed.
He washed Ren Linyuan’s hands and took him to a guest room that had not been touched by Ren Xinjue.
Take a breath and lie down to rest.
Xiao Yao was keenly aware of his host’s “dangerous” thoughts, and gave a weak reminder: [If you want it, sir, why don’t you just say it? 】
I am older than Xiao Tianjun, so it is not easy to mention this kind of thing first.
After all, Si Jin was also a veteran of the heavenly realm, and all the gods would respect him as a marshal when they saw him.
There are some weird persistence and idol baggage in some places.
If you refuse to talk, just take action directly.
So apart from the clothes, I hugged the cold zombie and rubbed it back and forth.
And got myself angry…
Alas, the LSP who raised him suddenly died.
Not even a second thought, not even a kiss!
What’s all this?
Si Jin didn’t sleep well at night, so he woke up early the next day and rushed to the laboratory.
I deeply feel that drugs to repair zombies must be developed as soon as possible.
Otherwise, there would be a huge difference between this little Tianjun and the one from the previous world.
Ren Linyuan got up after Si Jin, and served him thoughtfully as he drank two sips of hot milk and ate a few bites of sandwiches.
He stood at the door and escorted Si Jin to the laboratory car.
After the young man left, the mighty and domineering zombie king looked at the tram going far away and froze into a stone.
After a long while, he turned back to the room in a daze and tidied away the dishes.
During the thirty minutes of walking away cautiously, I missed him, missed him, missed him.
… …
On the other side, Si Jin lazily leaned in the car, leaning on the back seat and observing the scenery outside.
A slightly fragrant smell filled his nostrils. He inhaled gently and asked seemingly unintentionally.
“Isn’t it usually Uncle Wang who comes to pick me up? Why did the person change today? I don’t think I’ve seen you in the research institute.”
The driver in the driving seat was wearing a mask and had a long scar on his face. He casually replied: “Lao Wang is sick today and asked me to take over. I’m new here.”
“Really?” Si Jin’s beautiful eyes flashed, as if he didn’t notice the danger, and continued chatting with the driver: “Then you have better taste than Uncle Wang. You even changed the incense in the car.”
With that said, the white-haired boy slowly sat up and took a deep breath.
The beautiful peach blossom eyes immediately lit up: “The incense with a bit of blood smell smells really good.”
“The more you smell it, the more it tickles your heart.”
“I feel itchy… I want to kill someone.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the driver’s eyes flickered, and before he could react, he saw that the young man had teleported to the passenger seat.
He quickly pulled out the gun he was going to use to commit murder.
The gun was loaded and pressed against his neck.
