My world double door

While Li Jian was asleep, Chen Xin, the chef, and Li Yang and Zhang Xia assisted in quickly preparing a hearty breakfast full of spiritual energy.

After Li Yang and Zhang Xia came out of Li Jian's bedroom, it took less than a second to clean up their own problems————even using extraordinary powers at home.

After cleaning up in a second, they walked into the kitchen as usual to help Chen Xin cook.

With their help, breakfast was cooked quickly, and soon the aroma filled the air.

Chen Xin went over to wake up Li Jian, who had just fallen asleep on the sofa. His eyes were bloodshot. Li Jian, who was extremely sleepy, only felt a heavy head. He barely managed to hold his body up and not fall asleep, but he could not notice anything unusual at home.

Even his mother Zhang Xia's body was always shaking uncontrollably when she was eating, his wife Chen Xin's shoulders shook from time to time, and his brother Li Yang never raised one hand, his posture was low and stretched, and one foot seemed to be raised all the time. Such things could not be noticed at all.

At such a close distance, even these movements could not be detected, which was not as simple as being trapped.

"Li Jian should be at the stage of transformation."

Zhang Xia, Chen Xin and even Li Yang all thought of this. The so-called transformation refers to an important transformation stage in Li Jian's cultivation path. After passing this stage, the changes brought to people are as huge as mortals becoming gods, so it is called the 'transformation' stage.

But at the same time, it is also extremely dangerous to pass this 'transformation stage'. If you are not careful, if your foundation is a little insufficient, your foundation may be completely destroyed and you will become a useless person who will never make any progress.

But it is precisely this kind of difficulty that distinguishes mortals from gods, and is called the 'transformation stage'. Compared with the power obtained after passing this stage, everyone thinks that this danger is justified.

But in the same way, great gains mean great risks, and Li Jian's current situation is very dangerous.

But when she thought of this, Zhang Xia turned her head and looked at Li Yang who was stirring inside her. After a slight pause, she actually took the initiative to sit next to him, and her body was relaxed.

Of course, the level of the Transmutation God is extremely dangerous, and it seems to have endless difficulties.

But at the same time, passing this level is like a mortal becoming a god, which is not something that every practitioner can achieve.

In other words, only one in ten million people have a chance to reach this level, and one in a million people have the opportunity to reach this level.

Because to reach this level, either you have qualifications or resources.

Obviously, Li Jian's qualifications are not good, so the obvious reason for reaching this level is resources.

But what kind of resources can enable him to reach this level?

It is 100% impossible to rely on her and her husband. The only answer is Li Yang who stretched his hands to play with her.

Her son's current achievements are all due to him...

Suddenly, Zhang Xia found that the panic in her heart in the past two days was calmed down a lot. She looked at Li Yang who was still playing with her, and suddenly pursed her lips and picked up a chopstick of food to feed him.

It seems that she was afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to eat, so she fed him with her mouth.

Even Chen Xin, who was originally sitting opposite Li Yang, suddenly stood up and sat on his right, serving tea and water to Li Yang, allowing him to enjoy the food without moving his hands.

However, unlike what Zhang Xia thought, what she thought was... everything she had now depended on Li Yang.

Without Li Yang, she would instantly fall from her current comfortable life and become a struggling, almost hopeless sufferer at the bottom.

In this case, what else could she complain about?

"Let Li Yang do whatever he wants."

An idea flashed through Chen Xin's mind, and she gently cleaned the rice stains left on the corners of Li Yang's mouth when Zhang Xia just fed him with her lips.

Li Jian, who was opposite, was drowsy. He was in the critical period of transformation, except when he was extremely alert and thorough when practicing and practicing magic. He could not detect these situations at all. It was not until Li Yang was fed by Zhang Xia and Chen Xin left and right that he turned around in a daze and walked to the sofa and lay down again.

The night shift that just ended was like a long and painful torture for Li Jian. More than ten hours of high-intensity work had brought his body and mind to the brink of collapse.

Even after sleeping for a while and eating a refreshing breakfast, his eyes were still bloodshot, and his eyes were full of deep fatigue and helplessness. His originally upright spine was slightly bent at this moment, as if it was bent by an invisible and heavy yoke.

The moment he lay on the sofa, his whole body was like a pool of soft mud, and he collapsed on it without any strength. The moment his body touched the sofa, a dull sound was made, just like the exhaustion and pain that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

Li Jian lay on the sofa, motionless, only the weak and slightly rapid breathing sound indicated the continuation of his life. His hair was messy, the roots of his hair were soaked with sweat, and tightly attached to his scalp. A few strands of hair were curled up stubbornly, as if protesting the excessive fatigue of the owner. The stubble on his face grew wildly, adding a bit of haggardness and vicissitudes. There was also a red and swollen pimple on his chin, which was the proof of endocrine disorder.

He closed his eyes tightly, but his eyelids were still beating restlessly, as if in that closed world. The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, as if trying to resist the endless fatigue, but unable to do so. His brows were tightly furrowed, and the deep "chuan" lines seemed to be engraved on his face, and he couldn't relax even in his sleep.

His lips were dry and bloodless, slightly open, and he was breathing weakly and unevenly. Sometimes, he would unconsciously smack his lips, as if he was looking for a trace of moisture in his dream. There was even a thin layer of dandruff on the edge of his dry lips.

His hands hung limply at his sides, his fingers slightly curled, as if he was still holding the tools he was working with. His hands were rough and covered with calluses, and his joints were thick and protruding due to excessive force. There were still some stains in the gaps between his nails that were difficult to wash off during work.

His legs were stretched straight, with his feet facing the ground, as if he had completely lost the strength to change his posture. The joints at his knees were red and swollen from standing for a long time, and they were dully painful. The blue veins on the surface of his skin were protruding like winding earthworms. The knees of his pants were not only severely worn, but also stained with spots of stains, which were the marks left by work.

His body trembled from time to time, as if he was making a final struggle against the fatigue that penetrated deep into his bones. Every tremor was like his body crying silently, telling of the extreme exhaustion. His shoulders shrugged slightly, the veins in his neck were faintly visible, and a low whimper occasionally came out of his throat.

Li Jian's breathing was heavy and rapid, and every breath seemed to be trying to absorb the energy of life from the air. His chest rose and fell with his breathing, as if his heart and lungs were working as hard as they could to maintain this extremely exhausted body.

The morning light shone through the window and gently fell on Li Jian's face, outlining his haggard and tired outline. His face looked pale and thin in the moonlight, as if he had just experienced a serious illness, with high cheekbones and deep eye sockets.

Time passed quietly, and Li Jian was still sleeping on the sofa, with no signs of waking up. His body was completely in extreme exhaustion and could not extricate himself.

After an unknown period of time, Li Jian's cell phone suddenly rang. The ringing sounded particularly sharp and piercing in the silent living room, but Li Jian did not respond. The phone rang for a while and then hung up automatically. Then, several more text messages came one after another, and the notification sounds came one after another, but Li Jian was still immersed in a deep sleep, completely unaware of all this.

The night became deeper and the temperature gradually dropped. Li Jian curled up unconsciously, hugged his chest tightly with both hands, trying to find a trace of warmth. His lips trembled slightly, and he made vague dreams, perhaps calling for a warm embrace, or perhaps praying for peace and relaxation.

The clock in the living room ticked, and every sound seemed to knock on Li Jian's tired heart. However, he could no longer hear these sounds, and there was only endless darkness and fatigue in his world.

It was not until the dawn light came through the window and gently sprinkled into the living room that Li Jian moved slightly. His eyes slowly opened, revealing a look of confusion and pain. He tried to sit up, but his body felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock, so heavy that he couldn't move at all.

Li Jian was stunned for a while, shook his head, and then dispelled this strange feeling. While sighing at the difficulty of the 'Shedding God Pass' disaster, he woke up from the sofa and looked at the time. There were still five hours before work, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There was no sign of Li Yang, his wife, and his mother, and the doors of the rooms were closed. He didn't care. Just as he was about to sit on the sofa and practice, he received a visit reminder.

He was stunned when he saw the applicant.

"Hi, brother Li Yang, do you still remember me? I'm here to see you."

A beautiful woman who was extremely beautiful and familiar to Li Jian waved her white palm and smiled and left a video, which made Li Jian stunned. .

Her forehead was broad and smooth, revealing the light of wisdom, and a few strands of hair scattered casually added a bit of laziness and casualness. The pair of slender and slightly raised eyebrows are like carefully drawn fine brushwork paintings, with rich and natural eyebrow color, which makes her eyes look deeper and more mysterious.

Her eyes are an abyss that makes people sink. They are a pair of narrow and charming phoenix eyes, with a faint and seductive arc at the corners of the eyes. The eyeballs are like the deep night sky, dotted with stars, and like a deep pool, making it difficult to fathom the bottom. The thick eyelashes are like a dense forest, adding a hazy filter to the eyes. When she blinks slightly, the eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings, which is fascinating.

Her nose is straight and high, like a beautiful mountain, showing her perseverance and courage. The nose is delicate, trembling slightly with breathing, exuding an indescribable charm.

Her lips are plump and sexy, a delicate rose red, with clear and beautiful lip lines, and a slightly upturned corner of the mouth with a confident and charming smile. When she opened her red lips, her voice was like the song of a nightingale, melodious and graceful. Her teeth were white and neat, shining like pearls, adding endless charm to her smile.

Her skin was fair, but not the kind of tender white, but as warm as mutton-fat jade, with a mature luster. Under the light, the pale blue blood vessels under her skin could be vaguely seen, adding a bit of mystery to her.

Her face was a delicate oval face with smooth and soft lines, and a round but sharp chin, showing a perfect firmness. Her facial contours were clear, and her cheekbones were slightly raised, adding a three-dimensional and layered sense to her face.

Her hair was as soft and bright as black satin, casually draped over her shoulders, with slightly curled ends, carrying the charm of a mature woman. Sometimes, she would pin one side of her hair behind her ear, revealing the delicate earlobe and shining earrings, which made her look more elegant and generous.

Her figure is tall and graceful, with perfect proportions. The shoulders are graceful and moderately wide, showing a sense of calmness and confidence. Her collarbones are clearly visible, like two graceful arcs, sexy and charming.

Her waist is slender but powerful, as soft as a willow, but contains tough strength. Every time she turned around, her slender waist was like a willow branch swaying in the wind, light and moving.

Her arms were slender and well-proportioned, and her skin was delicate and smooth. The fingers are slender and slender, the nails are rounded and neatly trimmed, and occasionally a layer of low-key nail polish is applied to make them look more refined.

Her legs are straight and slender, and her leg lines are tight and elastic. The calf muscles are firm and the thighs are rounded without losing their lines. Her ankles are slender and her arches are graceful. When she puts on high heels, her steps are firm and elegant, exuding the charm of a mature woman with every step.

Her outfits are always simple and elegant, showing her mature taste. In the workplace, she wears a slim-fitting suit, with the collar of her white shirt slightly open, revealing her slender neck. Paired with a delicate silk scarf, she looks capable yet feminine. In her leisure time, she will choose a simple dress with the skirt fluttering in the wind, showing her elegance. Or pair a loose sweater with tight jeans, which is simple yet fashionable.

Her accessories are never too complicated, but they always enhance her overall look just right. A simple diamond necklace shone brightly between her collarbones, adding a bit of elegance to her. A pair of small pearl earrings, exuding soft luster, set off her gentleness.

Her smile is no longer the innocence of a girl, but a mature calmness and calmness. There was understanding and tolerance in that smile, which seemed to have gone through the baptism of time and became even more touching. When she smiles, her eyes will curve into charming crescent shapes, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes are looming, but it does not affect her beauty at all, but adds a bit of charm given by time.

————Lin Yueyue.

The flower that bloomed most brilliantly in the class when he was in school exuded a mature and charming charm.

Why did she come to my house?

"Lin Yueyue, why did you come to my house?"

In surprise, Li Jian looked at the class beauty who was still fantasizing about it even now, pursed his lips, and couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, it's Li Jian, I want to date Li Yang..." (End of Chapter)