Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Song Qiao's throat moved slightly, and she turned around with restraint, turning her back to Gu Mingjun, "If you are still afraid, go to my room and wash yourself." Gu Mingjun didn't notice how sinful she was now, and she was a little strange. Why did Song Qiao suddenly turn around? His attention was quickly attracted by this sentence, "Okay!"

It wasn't until she turned on the hot water in Song Qiao's bathroom and took off her bath towel that Gu Mingjun suddenly realized what she had done. She looked around and saw that the layout of the two bathrooms was obviously the same, but she felt something strange.

The toiletries Song Qiao used were similar to hers. It should be said that there was no difference. After all, the two of them bought them together.

But in such a private place, Gu Mingjun couldn't help but think of Song Qiao taking a bath here, so the blush spread from the tips of his ears to his whole body. She quickly finished washing and went out. After a while, Song Qiao also came out of her room.

With her hair half-dried, Gu Mingjun sat on Song Qiao's bed, waiting for Song Qiao to get her a gift. She turned her head and looked at Song Qiao bending down to open the bedside table. The silk nightgown fit the curves of her body perfectly, as if being burned by fire. Gu Mingjun quickly averted her gaze.

A pure wooden box was handed to him. It looked like jewelry. Gu Mingjun took it and said, "Can I open it?"

"of course."

She opened the box, and inside was a piece of white mutton-fat jade safety buckle with perfect color and delicate color. Gu Mingjun took it out and held it, "Did you buy it?" She was surprised that Song Qiao would give her the safety buckle.

Song Qiao stood beside the bed with a calm expression, "I carved it."

Gu Mingjun paused while stroking the safety buckle. Manually polishing the safety buckle is very time-consuming and laborious for novices, and it is also easy to get injured. She couldn't explain what she felt in her heart at that moment. She had received countless gifts since she was a child, but nothing had ever touched her heart like this.

"Let me put it on for you." Before she could say anything, Song Qiao took the initiative to speak.

The position of the safety buckle fell on the chest, which was slightly cool. Gu Mingjun felt Song Qiao's fingertips brushing the back of his neck, which was also slightly cool. But the coolness soon passed and turned into burning heat.

After putting on the safety buckle, Song Qiao did not sit down on the bed. She lowered her head and looked at Gu Mingjun. Song Qiao's fingers on her side were slightly bent, her wrist was grabbed, and she did not speak.

Gu Mingjun's heartbeat was beating fast, okay, she gave up, so she grabbed Song Qiao's wrist. "Aren't you going to say something?"

"What are you talking about?" Song Qiao asked.

The prey is forced to the side of the trap, with no way to retreat or escape. Gu Mingjun said slowly: "For example, I like you."

I like you.

In this ambiguous silence, Song Qiao held Gu Mingjun's hand, her fingertips fell on the other's palm, and gently rubbed it, just like she had touched the safety buckle just now. Song Qiao's voice was slightly hoarse, "I like you, Gu Mingjun, can I kiss you?"

Gu Mingjun's pupils trembled, and the numbness in the palm of Song Qiao's hand spread to the top of her heart. She closed her eyes.

Song Qiao bent down and held the back of Gu Mingjun's head with his other hand.

Breathing intertwined, in the darkness, Gu Mingjun's other hand grasped Song Qiao's elbow. She was obviously not suffocating, but she forgot how to breathe. She couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, so the kiss that should have been touched became deeper and deeper.

"Well……"

After the kiss ended, Gu Mingjun's breathing echoed in the room. She was held in Song Qiao's arms, her back was gently stroked to comfort her, and her chin was placed on Song Qiao's shoulder. Gu Mingjun opened his eyes, his eyes blurred.

This is the feeling of kissing. Gu Mingjun's heart beat like a drum. She gently rubbed Song Qiao's shoulder like a cat, as if she had found a new toy, "Do it again..."

This night was destined to be very long for Song Qiao, because Gu Mingjun was unwilling to leave and was sleeping soundly while holding her in his arms.

Whose family just goes to bed together?

The sweet campus romance was heading towards the P18 web article, but Song Qiao restrained himself. She took a deep look at Gu Mingjun, who was sleeping in her arms, and kissed him gently on his forehead, "Good night."

Just when Song Qiao was in sweet love, in a distant plane, in a magnificent temple, Meng Lingyu stood in front of the broken and collapsed statue of the god. Behind her, the dark thread of cause and effect entangled the god who was on the verge of being broken. Amidst the unwilling shouts, his consciousness was shattered and his godhead was devoured.

The entire plane changed. Countless humans knelt down and prayed below the temple. A ball of light lit up in Meng Lingyu's palm. The light flew out and spread throughout the plane in the blink of an eye. At that moment, everyone's memory and past were distorted.

Their gods have changed.

"Bah, bang, bang!" A man wearing a white mask walked out from the corner of the temple. He clapped his hands and laughed in a low voice. "As expected of a high god who has become famous throughout the entire divine realm in a short period of time, Meng Lingyu, you really don't look like a new born god."

Meng Lingyu looked at the man expressionlessly, and when he raised his hand, a terrifying attack flew out. The attack fell into the man's body like water into the sea, leaving no trace. The man didn't care about Meng Lingyu's attack, he just smiled and said: "The test is over."

High God.

"Hide your head and show your tail, you rat." Meng Lingyu said coldly.

"I'm here to cooperate with you."

"I don't need to cooperate." Meng Lingyu's fingertips were gathering momentum.

The man sneered, "God of twisted cause and effect, aren't you curious about your own existence? As you absorb the cause and effect involving your body, you will slowly grow into the true god of cause and effect, the authority of the branch of cause and effect. Don't you just Don’t you want to become the master of the throne?”

"and then?"

"I can help you. We work together to kill Fuxi, the first order of lawful gods. You devour his godhead and control the true destiny." The man said seductively in a low voice.

Meng Lingyu didn't waver, "It's a very good bait, so what do you want me to help you with?"

"My goal is Yaochi."

A conspiracy against the lawful camp? First and second sequence?

"It's too difficult and unreasonable."

"Of course, you are still too weak now. You need to grow up, find everything about yourself, and face your existence." The man said, throwing out a space-time fragment bead, and then slowly disappeared. "I'll come back to you."

The space-time bead in front of him exuded a charming light. Meng Lingyu didn't even look at it. The moment he lowered his eyes, the bead exploded.

She turned around, ready to leave this plane, but found that after the bead shattered, the time fragments inside automatically appeared in front of her eyes. Meng Lingyu's eyes changed. The man had predicted her behavior and guessed that she would not look at it at all and would be destroyed directly, so the setting was to start immediately after destruction!

She looked at the fragments of time in front of her, her eyes fluctuating with emotions.

That was everything Song Qiao had been, everything in this world, everything before the contract was signed.

A life of suffering.

She was insulted, trampled on, and carried the shackles of morality when she was a child. Her parents gave her the original sin in her blood. She was weak and resigned among all kinds of people. She gradually drifted away from the only light when she was young. She sank into the dust, and even her love She didn't dare to face up to the fact that she had lost the family member she valued most. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain and humiliated herself, and finally took revenge, but died on a snowy night with no one around.

Even Meng Lingyu couldn't see clearly the death at that moment.

The fragments disappeared completely. Meng Lingyu wiped away a tear from the corner of his eyes, his expression was that of a calm madman.

"It turned out to be Ye Ziqing."

"Haha... She has already given up on you once, you know."

"She doesn't deserve your love."

Meng Lingyu murmured, her tone filled with despair that she hadn't noticed yet. Burning in her heart was the flame called jealousy, burning her all the time. It hurt, it hurt so much, it hurt so much that it penetrated her soul.

"I will kill her, I will kill her."