Seeing a few figures disappear without a trace, Jiu'er's figure emerged from the shadows, and his eyes fell on the surrounding buildings and he was excited.

Either way, she'll be able to find a place to take a shower!

"Happy?"

Unlike this group of people who rolled down in embarrassment, she and Song Jue could walk down leisurely, and smiled back when they heard the voice: "Of course, I can finally be a good 'person'." Although it saves a lot of trouble to always be treated as a zombie, it is not very wonderful in the end, Song Jue naturally knows what Jiu'er thinks in his heart, he is funny, as far as the eye can see, Rao is he is a little confused about everything in the vicinity: "Aren't you curious?" ”

Jiu'er paused slightly, stood still and turned around to wait for the other party to approach, and then spoke: "Do you mean the geological changes here?" ”

Song Jue acquiesced.

"This is supposed to be a qualitative change caused by earthquakes and various natural changes, due to some external factors that cause this area to be cut off by another piece of land, and there are reports of similar events in the news and geography."

News, geography, although he has read a lot of books, but Song Jue is still too unfamiliar with everything on the earth, and the ambiguous content of the books can't directly solve his confusion. ”

"Of course, I am a top student in the journalism department who is theistic but most scientific and scientific, majoring in geography and literature, although I am not very reliable, I am still more professional than ordinary people. In fact, everyone has heard of this kind of geological change, and there have been endless reports of the bottom of the sea surfacing and the land sinking into the bottom of the sea in recent years, but few people are paying attention to it, and it is not surprising that the end times are coming. ”

Song Jue's heart suddenly appeared in the strange and strange Cultivation Continent, and he inexplicably had the illusion of long knowledge, but his focus was on the words that made his heart move slightly: "What does theism mean?" ”

So tired, Jiu'er sighed depressedly: "Are you from an alien?" I don't even know what theism is. ”

Song Jue's back stiffened, his heart turned a thousand times, his eyes were erratic, and he felt a sense of embarrassment inexplicably, and this feeling of inadvertently touching the truth made people nervous. "Theism is the belief in anything impossible in this world, such as parallel time and space, for example, the theory of ghosts and gods..."

Or, rebirth.

Who told her to have been a lonely ghost for a few years?

"There is nothing absolutely impossible in this world, and this is the theist who has no scientific basis for his imagination."

"You're right, there is a god in this world."

Jiu'er turned her head to look at Song Jue, her eyes were full of seriousness: "You don't want to say that you are that god..."

Song Jue walked in, her handsome face was full of a faint smile, inexplicably a little warm, that gaze contained too much, as far as the eye could see, so that she didn't dare to look closely, the moment she lowered her head, the powerful index finger had already slapped her chin: "You don't believe it?" ”

This kind of teasing words have long been outdated, but for some reason, touching those deep eyes, it has inexplicably become extremely credible.

Song Jue is not a person who has no purpose.

There was no reason for this kind of trust, Jiu'er blinked: "I can't say it..."

If you believe it, it's too impossible, if you don't believe it, the voice in your heart will keep shouting, the fingers that provoke your chin are loosened, and you laugh lightly, and there is a hint of softness and coolness on your lips, and you seal it with a kiss, and then take it back in a blink of an eye like a dragonfly, and your low voice is slightly hoarse: "One day, you will believe it." He took her hands and went on.

The cold wind was blowing in his face, and he couldn't blow away the heat in his heart, Jiu'er pursed his lips and followed behind Song Jue, his thoughts were rolling, and he couldn't calm down.

Holding hands, hugging, shallow kisses, these are the ambiguous actions that will appear from time to time after the offer of offering, the imperceptible carefulness, the unrefusable brutal possession, all swallowing up her remaining reason little by little, from which she feels trembling, nervous, satisfied, and joyful.

It's even more habitual.

Song Jue directly found a safe place to live, the same as his always critical gaze, although this room is simple, it is better to be clean and tidy, and more importantly, there is water in the tank in the kitchen, which is not a surprise to Jiu'er whose space is closed.

"Wait for me here."

Song Jue let go of her hand and whispered, although Jiu'er nodded in confusion, seeing the back of Song Jue leaving, her eyes fell on the remaining water in the tank, and she reached out, the chill was chilling, and she couldn't help but start shivering.

There is no steam, no electricity, and there is no hot water, but as long as it is water, what does it matter if it is cold water and hot water, it would be good to be clean, not to mention that she is a thunderbolt, and it should be no problem to heat a basin of water.

The bathtub in the bathroom has long been dirty and unusable, but fortunately there is a considerable basin in the corner, Jiu'er washed it and scooped it up with water, and said that some small basins were also filled with water and put in the bathroom, as a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder moderate cleanliness, the mess of the bathroom seriously damaged her mood, and the small toilet was sorted out.

I can't bear it.

I wanted to wash it first, but then I realized that I didn't have any clean clothes on my body, and there was no shampoo and soap, so I wanted to go out to find it, but I had to go to the bedroom of this house to see if I found anything.

It's a pity that this house may be inhabited by an otaku, and the clothes in the wardrobe are all casual suits and sportswear, and there is not even a pair of women's socks, let alone any underwear and jackets.

Jiu'er sat on the sofa in frustration, and when she didn't look in the mirror, she could still pretend that she didn't know, but after looking in the mirror, her emotions of wanting to wash it off became more and more intense.

I don't know how Song Jue kissed her face...

Thinking of this question suddenly, Jiu'er's cheeks immediately began to burn, and then he waved away the distracting thoughts, and began to wait for Song Jue quietly, after about a quarter of an hour, the closed door was pushed open by a pair of powerful palms, Jiu'er looked up, and his eyes were in the air and Song Jue's eyes were opposite "You are finally back, I..."

"Go wash it."

Jiu'er nodded, her fingertips tightened the clothes in her arms, intentionally or unintentionally, and closed the door of the bathroom to take out the clothes in the bag.

A sweater and jacket of a luxury brand, as well as a pair of elastic leggings, fleece, all kinds of toiletries, and even several sets of underwear.

Although Song Jue is a little unsure of the so-called underwear size of women on the earth, his accurate vision has also found two sets of Jiu'er that can be worn, listening to the ticking sound of water droplets splashing down for a long time like a magic sound, Song Jue is tense, and the whole person is a little out of state, thinking about what the so-called underwear will look like on her.

The idea fell, Song Jue leaned on the sofa to support his forehead and lowered his eyes, it took a lot of effort to regain his calm, and I don't know how long it took, only to hear the door open with a 'squeak', and then her soft and tactful whisper, "Is it rest or what?" ”

The voice was full of pleasure, and the cleaned Jiu'er only felt refreshed, and every pore on her body was so comfortable that she flew up.

Looking at each other, she wiped her long hair with a towel, the upper part of her clothes was propped up, her waist seemed empty, and there were still droplets of water on her face.

"Whatever."

Song Jue replied a little unintentionally, and Jiu'er didn't mind, constantly wiping the long hair with a towel, and saw that Song Jue had closed his eyes and was too lazy to look at her.

Isn't there anything about her that he can't restrain himself?

Depressed!

This thought came out of nowhere, Jiu'er was startled, and she was also desperate, could it be that she hoped that Song Jue couldn't restrain herself?

, she must have been teased too many times, and she was a little hungry.

The cold wind blew through all the cracks, Jiu'er shivered and woke up instantly, and immediately went to the bedroom with a deflated mouth, took out two packs of packaged towels from a drawer, and wiped her hair instead.

The wet scalp came into contact with the cold and made her can't help but chill, and the hair is beautiful when it grows, but at this moment it is extremely cumbersome, Jiu'er didn't have the courage to cut it directly with a pair of scissors, and wiped it resignedly.

The instinctive sleepiness of human beings in the dark, and the fatigue of not sleeping well for a long time, as soon as they quieted down, they were a little sleepy when they listened to the sound of the wind, Jiu'er yawned several times, and finally fell asleep with one hand on the table.

Song Jue waited for a long time and didn't see anyone come out, and the room was quiet and could only hear the long and soft breathing, he got up and walked towards the only bedroom.

The night was dark, but it was like day in his eyes, and the long hair glowed with mysterious fluorescence, slanting down from the soft cheeks, silently revealing temptation.

Song Jue's breath stagnated, he stepped forward, stood still and concentrated, raised his hand to brush his hair, because of the wetness, there were some knots, Song Jue's eyebrows were slightly frowned, his index finger was flying, soft and cautious, lest a little force would wake up the person in front of him, he carefully smoothed the long hair, and then dried the damp long hair with spiritual power.

The powerful palms placed on the silky strands of hair, and they would bow down at the height of her leaning over, their eyes deep and charming, and the flawless cheeks were brushed and rubbed, like fine silk, which made people love it.

Song Jue's throat moved slightly, his heart seemed to come out of his chest, his eyes were deep and blurry, and then he looked away with difficulty, draped the tiger skin made by the spirit beast in the space on Jiu'er's body, and returned to the sofa without looking at the delicate and moving face, dodged into the space, and jumped into the spiritual spring pool with a strained face.

The sound of the water woke up Xingye, who was confined in the space, and a spirit flew to Song Jue, who was buried deep in the spirit pool, and fluttered his wings excitedly, "Master, master, you are finally here, when can I go out, I..."

The ears were full of noise, and the desires all over his body came quickly and violently, embarrassed, Song Jue frowned, and slammed out of the pool, his scarlet eyes fell on Xingye.

"Shut up!"