Doomsday is a copy

The sheets on the bed were newly changed, and they were sprayed with disinfectant when they were free in the afternoon.

There is no large flow of air, and the whole room still has a bit of a pungent smell.

In the last days, Qiao Ziyan had experienced even worse environments, so he didn't feel much uncomfortable with this smell. He took off his coat and pants, and lay down on the bed.

Although Wang Zhenjun's family is not that rich, but the family situation is not too bad, in such an environment, always a little uncomfortable.

Although I was a little tired, I lay on the bed for more than half an hour without falling asleep.

But is it really because of the smell of disinfectant?Or accept the bed?

Ziyan's even breathing came from beside him, lightly like a kitten's paw, scratching his heart.

Wang Zhenjun's heart itched for a while, he turned sideways, pillowed on his right arm, and looked at Ziyan's delicate profile in the moonlight.

The outline is soft, the eyebrows are slightly raised, and the red lips are thin.

I really want to bite it and taste it, is it as delicate and smooth as his skin.

Wang Zhenjun gently raised one hand, and slowly approached Qiao Ziyan, his arm trembling slightly as he moved.

"Putong" "Putong", in this quiet small space, Wang Zhenjun could clearly hear his heart beating fast and violently.

As if it could explode in the next second.

There is still an inch away, and he can touch the face he has been wanting to touch.

Finally... came across.

The moment Wang Zhenjun's index finger touched Qiao Ziyan's cheek, he felt as if his whole body was burning in a fire.

Ziyan, this is his Xiaoyan's face.

It was almost as he had imagined, tender and elastic, like an egg that could be swallowed in one bite.

Wang Zhenjun's fingers gently and slowly slid across Ziyan's side face, caressed his thin eyebrows and delicate nose, and finally stopped on his soft lips, never refusing to leave.

Wang Zhenjun looked at Qiao Ziyan intently, his love could no longer be concealed.

When did you start thinking about it?

Maybe it was because they grew up together, the deep friendship changed at that moment.

Maybe it was at that time when Bai Nennen looked at him with red eyes and said, "Dajun, my parents don't want me anymore, I only have you."

maybe……

Now that there are not so many possibilities, he has already fallen in love with Qiao Ziyan.

The touch of the lips made Wang Zhenjun feel dissatisfied, but he was a little dissatisfied!

He moved his body slowly, because his muscles were solid and his weight was not light, he would make noise when he moved.

Therefore, he tried his best to tense the muscles of his whole body, and kept his movements to a minimum, fearing that he would wake up Qiao Ziyan.

As the distance got closer, Qiao Ziyan's breath gradually penetrated into his nose.

This breath...

Wang Zhenjun lowered his eyes slightly, his lower abdomen tightened, and his mouth suddenly became dry...

After licking his lips, Wang Zhenjun began to regret having to sleep next to Qiao Ziyan again. This really made him want to stop!

How good would it be to possess his Ziyan at this moment?

Wang Zhenjun stood up and put his face on top of Qiao Ziyan's.

Between exhalation and inhalation, the breath blended, and Wang Zhenjun felt that he was about to be possessed.

Swallowing his saliva, Wang Zhenjun stared at her with burning eyes, making him unable to control his thin lips just by touching them.

I can't help it!

Wang Zhenjun lowered his head, and gently pressed his lips on Qiao Ziyan's.

Suddenly, Wang Zhenjun felt a burst of "boom" in his mind.

Not enough, not enough!

Wang Zhenjun was no longer satisfied and just touched his lips lightly, sticking out his tongue while tracing the shape of Qiao Ziyan's lips.

Gently pick up Qiao Ziyan's lower lip with his teeth and let go, pick up again, let go...

Just when Wang Zhenjun was forgetting his feelings, Qiao Ziyan seemed to feel uncomfortable, and said "uh..." softly.

Wang Zhenjun was so frightened that he didn't dare to move anymore. Realizing that Qiao Ziyan hadn't woken up, Wang Zhenjun breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Start a new round, pick up and let go, pick up and let go...

"Do you want to go on like this forever?" The familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind, but it still startled Wang Zhenjun.

Sure enough, to do bad things is when there is no one else.

Wang Zhenjun was dissatisfied, but he also knew that he couldn't continue, the voice could say that, he must be able to see everything, he was not interested in making out with his Xiaoyan in front of others.

Looking at the slightly red and swollen thin lips with nostalgia, Wang Zhenjun moved his head away reluctantly, pretending to turn over, turned sideways, and returned to his original place.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Wang Zhenjun said unhappily in his mind.

"Hehe." The voice chuckled, "I...Of course I'm here to help you, don't you just want to keep sneaking like this?"

"What's none of your business?" Wang Zhenjun felt that the voice was malicious and a devil, even if it could really help him.

"Why is it none of my business?" The tone of the voice was playful, "If you live well, I will be well."

Wang Zhenjun felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard it, the ripples just now were ambiguous and dreamy, and all disappeared completely.

"Who will believe you? If you still want to tell me to die, get out of my mind."

The voice was not angry, and the tone was between serious and teasing, "It's a pity, I can leave, I would have given up...".

The voice paused for a moment, and then seemed to be a little annoyed: "Hmph! In short, if you don't die, you will never be strong. If you can't be strong, you can only hurt your loved ones. You can do it yourself!"

Will it implicate Ziyan?Wang Zhenjun clenched his fists and took a deep breath in his heart. He knew that when the end of the new world came, his Ziyan would suddenly become very powerful.

Maybe he was weak before, but he is not weak now, he has also reached the stage of soul cultivation, and he will be able to protect Ziyan behind him soon.

"Hehe, you may be thinking that you are now in the soul-cultivating period, so you can continue to protect Xiaoyan." The tone of the voice was extremely contemptuous, "But don't forget, I said that you will not have a magic weapon system."

Won't there be magic weapon system?

Wouldn't it be impossible to break through the tenth level and rise to the eleventh level?After Ziyan's explanation, he also knew that before the eleventh level, it was just a small fight, and after that it was the big drama of fighting for sainthood.

But can you believe what the voice says?Could it be that she deliberately lied to him?

The voice said directly: "If you don't believe me, just wait and see, Xiao Yan never helped you to activate the magic weapon system anyway."

Wang Zhenjun: ...

Silent, does this voice seem to really understand his character, or can he hear his doubts?

Forehead?Fuck|Eggs!This thing is actually called so intimate by Xiaoyan!

damn it!Can't sleep anymore...