Her heart softened, and she cautiously went downstairs, the backlit figure was tall and broad, her body was almost perfect, and her slender fingers stirred the porridge in the bowl for a while, and she rushed forward.

"What are you thinking?"

The fair-skinned wrists, the nails are full of attractive powder, gently encircling the man's powerful waist, like a fire, instantly melting the coldness in those cold eyes.

Her heartbeat and breath have long been integrated with her soul, and the slightest movement can be found that this intimate action has softened his heart into a puddle of water, Song Jue hooked his lips and smiled, lowered his head and held the white and soft hand on his waist in the palm of his palm, lowered his head and printed a kiss, turned around and picked up Jiu'er's chin, his eyes fell on the pair of white and fluorescent pink toes, and he smiled seriously: "Don't wear shoes again?" ”

I don't know why, this man seems to attach great importance to the question of whether she wears shoes or not, maybe she hasn't spoken for a long time, at this time she spoke lowly, with a faint hoarseness in her magnetism, and her ascetic face felt a foul voice, Jiu'er squinted, her heart was happy, she approached a flattering kiss to his chin, and then crossed the man and scooped a bowl of porridge, and replied: "It's okay, I'm not cold." ”

The suspender nightdress showed off her delicate back, her shoulders slashed.

Song Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, unconsciously rubbing his chin, the heat suppressed under his heart was unbearable, and the woman who didn't care about him after teasing was already drinking porridge elegantly, swallowing it in small sips like the cat he once raised, noble and elegant, but cunning and vivid.

Jiu'er had just finished eating, and Song Jue had already picked her up horizontally, except for the surprise at the beginning, she quickly became accustomed to wrapping her hands around the other party's neck and leaning on his chest, "Where are you going today?" ”

"You don't have to go."

Jiu'er raised her eyebrows, "Are you alone?" Why? ”

"I'll be faster."

That's right, with her dragging down Song Jue, the speed is a lot slower, but it's really embarrassing to say it bluntly.

"You're disgusted with me?" Jiu'er rolled her eyes, her seductive peach blossom eyes had an electric current of 100,000 volts, Song Jue breathed tightly, he couldn't hold back, and lowered his head and kissed it.

Jiu'er really didn't go in the end, lying on the bed squinting, not wanting to move her fingers.

Song Jue rubbed the top of her hair, "I'll be soon." "The more she has, the more she doesn't dare to let her be hurt in the slightest.

Jiu'er hummed, delicate and charming.

Song Jue's old cadre's face didn't change much, only the rippling affection in his eyes seemed to drown her, except for the fact that this man turned into a wolf at some time and exuded a rampant domineering attitude, he was indifferent and arrogant at other times.

It's just sullen to the extreme.

It wasn't until there was a softness on his forehead that Song Jue's footsteps gradually drifted away, with a sense of security for no reason, Jiu'er fell asleep, and this sleep went directly to the twilight before waking up, but Song Jue did not come back.

Even if you believe 100% in his strength, worry is inevitable.

Rubbing her long hair, Jiu'er got up and went into the bathroom, after a simple scrub, she changed into short-sleeved trousers that were convenient for combat, tied weapon belts around her waist and legs, stuffed a lot of daggers and guns, got up and walked out.

She has never been idle.

In the past few days, Song Jue has not let her fight alone, or rather, he has not given her time to hold the dagger and shoot.

She liked the feeling of being protected and fearless, but reason told her that it wouldn't work.

can't rely on Song Jue for everything, what she wants is to be able to stand side by side with him and be each other's most impeccable backs.

So once Song Jue leaves, she will find zombies to fight on her own when she wakes up.

Jiu'er's pace is extremely fast, I don't know if this piece has been cleaned up by Song Jue, if it is slow, just one back and forth is enough for her to go, how can there be kung fu to deal with zombies, this will be the same, except for some easy to deal with the fourth order, she did not find a sixth order to measure her strength.

Although the purple energy in her body is not evacuated, even if she is huddled, there is no way to generate an energy body for her use, and the purple energy that is swimming lacks some energy that can lead them to connect her body and consciousness, how to get it, Jiu'er doesn't know.

Taking a deep breath, seeing that the night was permeating, and the proud city was full of a restrained sense of crisis, Jiu'er raised his knife in his hand, wiped the fourth-order spar clean and put it in his pocket, and galloped away.

She walked in a hurry, even if she restrained herself, she still couldn't help panting, the empty small building was only her breathing, Jiu'er's heart was slightly relieved, she quickly went upstairs to wash and change her clothes, until she was lying on the bed, and still didn't understand what her own state of weakness was for.

Don't think about it anymore, when Song Jue quietly returned, Jiu'er was already half-asleep and half-awake, and after a while, she felt a warm body approaching, the slightly cool lips rubbed against her skin, a little itchy, Jiu'er was a little dry, and her long legs kicked until she stopped before she fell into her arms.

A good night's sleep.

Sleeping until they woke up naturally, Song Jue took people around the entertainment city, like a leisurely stroll, the entertainment city that everyone feared was like their own backyard under their feet, if it weren't for the zombies that appeared from time to time to remind them that this was the fact of the end of the world, it was too stable.

This phenomenon lasted for two days.

This made Jiu'er, who wanted to watch the great god learn some on-the-spot experience, a little dignified, but his tone was casual "Didn't the zombies hear about Lord Song's name, but now they don't dare to appear."

The most indispensable thing in the entertainment city is zombies, and when you are careful, you can always suffer a lot of unwarranted disasters, but now you are looking for death openly and unharmed, and the world makes people.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Jiu'er knew very well that this was just the calm before the storm.

Song Jue's expression was still indifferent, he couldn't put anything in his eyes, he squinted, the scorching sun was on his head, his spiritual power was placed on Jiu'er from beginning to end, the light system not only had an amazing healing effect, but also soothed the impatience in his heart, and the energy that seemed to be nothing was quite cool, permeating the body, and even the heat resisted.

The man took a step on his long legs, stood beside Jiu'er, leaned over slightly, and lowered his voice: "What do you call me?" “

The voice was too sexy, the tone was faint, the tips of the hooked ears were itchy, she turned around, and the opposite was Song Jue's unfathomable but tender eyebrows, paused, the peach blossom eyes were extraordinarily amorous, and leaned in and shouted: "Lord Song..."

The deliberately coquettish voice, like a goblin who coaxed humans to give their lives, had no choice but to fall.

Song Jue was stunned.

The sun is just right, covering from behind, the thick eyelashes are in the shadows, half-light and half-dark, even if the body behind her is full of devastation, she still looks like a fairy in a painting, which can satisfy all his fantasies about women, and melts his heart into a puddle of water, Song Jue restrained his hand, not waiting to do something, Jiu'er has already smiled away, and has time to laugh at him: "If you want to hug me or kiss me, you can't..."

It's a pity that the words are too full, and in the blink of an eye, he slapped his face, and his imprisoned hands were like iron walls, and he was hugged with a full bosom, and he held his breath and worked hard...

But it didn't work.

Jiu'er rolled her eyes helplessly, her forehead was cold, and then her lips were cold.

The man's unique hormonal breath occupies all breathing, even if it is not the first time, Jiu'er's face is still crimson, and the man's slightly happy voice is in his ears: "I want to hug and kiss." "I still want to go on.

I didn't say a word, but those fiery eyes said it all.

Thinking about it is a play, Song Jue leaned over and approached, Jiu'er didn't have time to say anything, he felt a strange breath approaching, and then his feet were in the air, she kicked violently with the force, and collided with a hard force, 'plop', after standing still, he was protected by Song Jue, the man's expression was obscure, obviously there was no expression, Jiu'er could still feel the bloodthirsty killing intent, she didn't even see the whole face of the zombie clearly, the other party had been submerged in layers of black mist, and when she looked at it again, it was already a pile of bones, and even the spar was not left.

"It's okay to kill, remember to leave the hedron next time."

"That's all you care about?"

Jiu'er: "..."Can she say that she is still a little grateful for the appearance of this zombie?"

The answer was obvious, Song Jue was in no mood to go any further, and dragged Jiu'er's hand and walked back: "I will give you as many spars as you want, but now..."

This woman really can't take it, with him, every cell in the heart and brain seems to be her, and there is no way to do anything else.

Beauty misleads people, and the ancients did not deceive me.

The two figures are not too intimate, the man's tall body falls on the woman's side, and he will look down at her from time to time, laughing and whispering.

complements each other, the fit is 100%, the male talent and the female appearance, not to mention others, even the scenery cannot be inserted into it.

The most symbolic nature located in the entertainment city is the casino, which once guarded countless gates that have long been destroyed and lost its original shape, not far away is the zombie that was kicked away by Jiu'er and only the bones remained, even Song Jue did not find it, but there was a figure standing quietly in front of the door, the sight seemed to have substance, but it was ethereal, and followed the two closely, and the crimson lips were bloodless at this time.

"It's so rare..."

In my lifetime, I was able to see him smile and be as unparalleled in the world as I imagined.

It's an ordinary world, but so many unexpected things happen.

Song Jue is handsome and doesn't need to say much, but most of the time it is a tyrannical atmosphere that people don't get close to, because of what he has experienced since he was a child, what he has encountered and heard when he grows up, the way to survive is either you die or I die.

What is happy?

What is like?

Even if he stood at the top of the demon race and created the plane, he didn't have the slightest overflowing joy, some were just deep, gloomy, his world, more killing, who was stronger to compare.

However, at this time, this man actually subverted everything in her image.

Gentleness, smiles, affection...

This is everything that has been remembered for hundreds of years, how many midnight dreams can not be returned, is there really any so-called fate in this world?

Scold...

What about fate, you can't escape the fate of having to separate, how long can all this beauty last?

I knew it in my heart, but when I thought of his kindness to her, the surging anger in my heart and the jealousy in my eyes could completely corrode the only reason left in my heart that I couldn't ask for.

Song Jue is his, why should he endure others to enjoy the tenderness and sweetness that should belong to her?

Wanyan's thin lips were slightly hooked, her smile was demonic, and her figure flickered, and she suddenly disappeared in place.