I have seen this male god of rebirth

"On the sudden emergence of fried chicken, the tidbits of Zang Hege's "Talking about Doctor's Seriously Ill "Patients"."

But the male lead grabbed hold of him, "Does he have such a bad memory?" Tan Ah moved his lips and said calmly.

It's just this paragraph, but the comments below are too long.Zang Hege looked with interest at his toes that were about to go up to the sky.

First Floor: Ahhh, my song is so gentle, handsome and caring, I don’t accept rebuttals.

The second floor: I heard that the voice is the original sound. Such a magnetic, charming and sexy boy does not know which girl will be cheaper in the future.

The third floor: I don't agree with the second floor's opinion. When I think that if he really has a wedding with some lucky girl, then I will really die of sadness.

The more Zang Hege looked at it, the more relieved he was. The man who was working hard at the side heard his deliberately low voice, "Cheng Zuo."

The boy's breath came from the ear, and the hot body was also approaching.The breaths of the two people intertwined, and even the temperature of the air rose.

Suddenly being pecked on the lips by the man, Zang Hege covered his lips in fright, and backed away violently.He accidentally bumped his head and even stepped on his toes, which were not fully alive, "Um..."

"Why are you so reckless?" The man put down his laptop, got up and rubbed Zang Hege's head.There was an extraordinary gentleness in those movements.

Silently looking down at his toes, Zang Hege muttered in a low voice, "It's not that you always scare me with gentle offensives, so you're ashamed to say so."

The man's ears moved slightly, he let out a muffled laugh, and sat back in his seat.Looking at his toes, he said, "Why were you so close to me just now?"

Speaking of this, Zang Hege regained his energy, pointed to his lips and said, "What do you think of my voice? The little fans just now said that it is deep and magnetic, full of masculine charm."

Zang Hege's hand has been replaced by a man's hand, and he wipes his toes gently with clumsy movements.Listening to Zang Hege's words, he slightly raised his eyes, frowned slightly and said, "You really want me to tell?"

What expression is this?Zang Hege curled his lips and said, "Forget it, forget it, I still don't really want to hear you hit me."

Putting down the medicine bottle calmly, Cheng Zuo approached Zang Hege, and was suddenly hugged by his waist.He said, "It sounds good."

Zang Hege was hugged inexplicably, holding Cheng Zuo's clothes corners with both hands, and raised his brows happily when he heard what he said, "Really? Then what words can be used to describe it?" His tone couldn't help but go up up.

The protagonist thinks that he is the type who is low-key and magnetic, and can make people's legs go weak when he speaks.Or the type that is cold and slow, makes people blush and heartbeat every minute, and lacks oxygen.Or it is powerful, with aura, and you will get pregnant if you listen to it.

But reality is always a little bit different from imagination.I saw that the man really thought about it for a few minutes, and his thin lips parted slightly.

"Usually, the tone of voice will involuntarily rise? It's stupid and receptive; it's a natural charm..."

"Stop, stop!" Zang Hege always felt that he would break the law and commit a crime.

I had no choice but to cover my ears, bury myself in the quilt and continue looking at my phone.I muttered to myself in the quilt, "It's better to listen to them than to listen to you."

"Am I wrong?"

"Huh?" Zang Hege asked sullenly, and then replied with a strong aura, "Of course not."

Suddenly a shadow shrouded, Zang Hege raised his eyes to look at the man's meaningful eyes, and pretended to be calm, "What do you want to do?"

"Would you like to try what sound you can make." The man's voice gradually became hoarse.

On the contrary, Zang Hege raised his tone slightly, "What are you trying?"

"Try what kind of voice you had when you were here?"

After the words fell, the quilt was lifted, and the man put his unmistakable hands on Zang Hege's body.The quilt fell, covering the other party's eyes.In the dark, the temperature is fermenting.

Zang Hege's breathing stagnated, and he was almost suffocating due to nervousness.He stammered, "I, I'm still hurt."

The man's big warm hand gently rubbed the speaking lips, "Injured, huh?"

Cheng Zuo's final note involuntarily rose as if infected by Zang Hege.When the man casually flicked his earlobe, Zang Hege's face turned red instantly.

His face was so red that it could be compared with spicy crayfish.In this kind of excitement, there is also shame, and in the shame there is also a sense of expectation, which makes him want to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

"Squeak..." was the sound of the door opening.

When Yu Kexi walked in, what he saw was his cousin standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. He didn't know what he was thinking, probably looking at the scenery.And Zang Hege blushed like something, looking at his toes.

She couldn't help but asked with concern, "The foot injury hasn't healed yet, and you have a fever again?" She said, putting her hand on Zang Hege's forehead.

Frowning delicately, Yu Kexi touched her forehead again, and said doubtfully, "It's not hot."

The close call just now made Zang Hege deeply aware of a fact, that is Cheng Zuo's skill.At the same time, he was also annoyed, why did his former self have to be upset and singled out with him?

The price is still the kind that can't do anything for three days and three nights.