Yan control death record

The world line began to gradually collapse, and many characters who should not have appeared disappeared into another world.

The aliens shuttled back and forth wantonly in the human world, and the cultivators who crossed the catastrophe provoked lightning and thunder everywhere, Tyrannosaurus Rex fought against Godzilla, and buildings collapsed.At this time, the reporters on the front line were desperately live broadcasting, and blood dripped in front of the TV screen, "drip", "tick", "tick"

The porcelain white skin was splashed with bright blood, making the naked young man even more coquettish, "Ah...ah, hahaha... Sure enough, I still can't leave it..." The young man knelt in the pool of blood and cried.

An hour ago, weird events from all over the world were reported on TV, and it seemed that this city had not yet been affected.The door was opened and the TV was turned off.Two men reeking of alcohol walked in, one supporting the other.

"I didn't know you couldn't drink, you get drunk when you get drunk. You lie here first." Yan Zi put Zhuo Si on the bed, turned around and went to get a towel and hangover granules.

"Come on, come drink this." Yan Zi held the quilt, which contained warming wine tea that had been mixed, and helped the person on the bed up, Zhuo Si held the cup in both hands in a daze, the other party was afraid that his hands would slip, Help him hold the bottom of the cup.

Zhuo Si took a small peck, looked at the other party, took a small peck, raised his eyes to take a look, lifted the cup, took a sharp drink, and when Yan Zi was in a daze, kissed his lips, licked his mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Bitter." His cheeks were flushed, and he looked at him nostalgicly and said, "I like you, I like you very much." The words that could not be conveyed all this time were finally spoken, full of them.

"Hey, just lie down and sleep after drinking." Yan Zi looked at the defenseless young man in front of him, although he was tempted, he still wanted to save him, and grabbed the other's teacup.

"哐" Zhuo Si circled Yan Zi, rubbing his cheek against his cheek, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, I want you." He bit his mouth on the side of the earlobe, "Ha~" Yan Zi's rescue failed.

"Is it really okay?" Yan Zi looked at the tempting person in front of him, but still hesitated.

"I want you, come in, come in." Zhuo Si's hand directly stretched out to the other party's crotch, Yan Zi saw this, laughed and said: "You, can you predict what I will become?"

The two white bodies collided with each other, immersed in their own atmosphere, in the darkness, something slowly approached, looking directly at the person on the bed with cold eyes, it turns out that the person you care about is him, the dusty memory is awakened, Find out how ridiculous you and I are.

It's just this face, or that person, ignoring this young man kneeling on the ground and crying, it's finally over, let's start again, my love.

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Zhuo Si slowly opened his eyes, and found that the scene in front of him seemed familiar, holding hot tea in his hand, lying under the quilt, sitting on the bed, raised one hand and shook it in front of his eyes, the small white and tender palm, he returned to the time when he was a child. , in the body after falling into the water.

"Bang Dang" the water glass fell to the ground, and hot water vapor emerged from the water beach.

"Knock Knock" "Knock Knock" Zhuo Si was stunned, looked at the door, who is it, could it be that, he ran to open the door quickly, and saw Ding Man with a naive smile.

Ding Man was delighted: "You're fine, it's really great, do you know how worried I was after I rescued you?"

Grabbing the little hand of the person outside the door, Zhuo Si said anxiously, "Manman, come in quickly." Although he was puzzled, the courtyard door must be closed so late.

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"Little monster, why are you so persistent? Sigh." That man was just a game character.The boy in white looked at the boy in the glass coffin, and lowered his head to record something in the notebook.

Subject No. 74 has lost his will, and the archive is kept.