Paranoid love from the gods [Quick Cross]

It was only now that Wen Yan saw this person's appearance. In his impression, the fallen angel always wore a mask on his face, with a cold and decadent demeanor, completely different from the one in front of him now, they were almost two people.

The boy in front of him is extremely good-looking, with superior browbones, good-looking wild eyebrows, a straight nose and thin lips. He doesn't know how this appearance looks to humans, but it is really amazing, which makes him have to doubt Is this man really a Fallen Angel?

It may be because he just got out of the bath, his skin is a bit too fair, but it reveals a pink tenderness, his black hair is drooping, and a little water drops from the end of the hair into the bathrobe, flowing deeper.

This made Lord Lord God not react yet.

The innocent god has never seen this kind of world, he turned his head away, the exposed ears were red, his voice was trembling, "Can I borrow your bathroom?"

Xie Ci stared at Wen Yan with a pleasant voice, "Of course."

Wen Yan went into the bathroom.

Xie Ci listened to the sound of water in the bathroom outside, he closed his eyes, he knew that Wen Yan had just ruined his things, so what, as long as he likes it, it doesn't matter if he can let him ruin the world.

Xie Ci is too aware of the character of this god, he looks gentle but actually strikes mercilessly, with the cries of those paintings in his ears, Xie Ci frowned beautifully, "Shut up!"

The world suddenly became quiet.

Xie Ci sat by the bed, he looked at the door of the bathroom with paranoid eyes, he hoped that the first thing his brother saw when he came out was him.

The door was pushed open, and Wen Yan came out of the bathroom. He came out barefoot.

Xie Ci's eyes fell on Wen Yan's feet.

"Brother didn't wear shoes?" Xie Ciqian took out a pair of unopened slippers from the cabinet.

"I'll just do it myself." Xie Ci seemed to have never heard of it, his hand gently attached Wen Yan's sole, and it felt warm and smooth to the touch. His feet were not too big or small, but they were extremely beautiful. It can be broken.

Xie Ci gritted his teeth, he wanted to bite, he wanted to crush, he wanted this person to lose his feet and not be able to walk normally, and in the end he could only rely on himself, obediently clinging to his arms.

It seemed that he was irritated, Xie Ci's mouth was constantly secreting saliva, and his Adam's apple was rolling.

Wen Yan felt that the atmosphere was not right, and was about to say something when Xie Ci let him go, and he stood up, "Brother, good night."

What Wen Yan wanted to say was blocked in his throat, he suddenly smiled, and thanked him, "Good night."

This is a game where each other knows each other's identity, but Wen Yan not only wants this game, he also has an unspoken feeling and an apology.

The door was closed, Wen Yan stopped alone in the corridor, and he walked slowly into his room, his back was lonely.

When Wen Yan was about to enter the door, there was a fiery gaze staring at him. Wen Yan turned around, and saw the painting behind him suddenly close his eyes, like stealing a bell.

Wen Yan was suddenly amused.

He walked to the picture and took it down, but the eyes on the picture were still tightly closed, for fear that he would be discovered if he opened his eyes.

Wen Yan hung him over her bed, "Good night."

After turning off the lights, the room was pitch black, and a mischievous moonlight came out of the screen window and fell into the room.

The painting on the bedside slowly opened his eyes, a pair of black pupils without pupils was full of possessiveness, an obsessive desire that couldn't be resolved.

A black shadow floated down from the painting. He didn't take human form, but just wandered around Wen Yan's bed. Looking at the sleeping man, he couldn't help swallowing.

The shadow turned into a human form.

He looked at Wen Yan in his sleep, slowly came to his bedside, and kissed him between the eyebrows.

As if afraid of being discovered, the black shadow immediately got up, it was mine.

"its mine."

As if he had discovered a big secret, he blinked to hide the sick emotion in his eyes, "You are mine."

Hee hee hee.

The shadow dissipated.

Wen Yan turned his body sideways, he opened his eyes, there was no sleepiness inside, it was clear.

He hooked the corner of his lower lip, idiot.

Slowly fall into dreamland.

Xie Ci, who was only separated by a wall, opened his eyes at this time, he gently touched his lips with his hand, the warm touch seemed to be still there, and his fair complexion turned an abnormal blush.

"My brother is mine, and it belongs to me alone. No one can snatch it from me. If he dares to snatch it from me, I will kill him."

Xie Ci looked intoxicated, immersed in his own world.

It was dawn soon, Wen Yan got up, went into the bathroom to wash up, and when he came out, he saw the eyes of the painting on the bedside staring at him. If ordinary people would have been scared to death, Wen Yan looked calm, to He said, "Good morning, thank you."

Hua's eyes were closed again, as if shy.

There was a knock on the door, it was Xie Jing.

"Ayan, get up and have breakfast, there are many you like."

Wen Yan pushed open the door and looked at Xie Jing. He seemed to have thought of something, and said to Xie Jing, "Wait a minute."

He turned around and walked to Xie Ci's room, and knocked on the door.

"Thank you, get up and eat."

Xie Jing didn't expect Wen Yan to call Xie Ci, his eyes were gloomy, and after adjusting his state, he stopped Wen Yan, "Ah Yan, he won't get up for dinner."

In the next second, he was slapped in the face.

The door was pushed open, Xie Ci appeared at the door in nice clothes, he looked normal, "Okay, brother."

The smile on Wen Yan's lips was particularly obvious, but it was very glaring in Xie Jing's eyes. He looked at Xie Ci, his younger brother, and he felt a sense of crisis.

Xie Jing intentionally walked side by side with Wen Yan, pushing Xie Ci away, but this was just enough to satisfy Xie Ci, he peeped at Wen Yan openly behind the two, watched his every move, and there was an impulse in his heart that prompted him to rush up Replace Xie Jing's position.

The beast was roaring and clamoring, Xie Ci lowered his eyes, preventing the emotion in his eyes from being seen by others.

When he went downstairs to eat, the butler saw Xie Ci. He looked excited and a little scared, but after seeing Xie Ci say butler to him, the joy visible to the naked eye emerged on the old face of the butler.

Xie Ci sat in his seat and asked the butler to serve him meals without doing it himself.

Just when Wen Yan thought his face was useless, the butler came to him in tears, "Master Wen is indeed a lucky star. It's been a long time since the young master had a meal like this. Thank you, Master Wen. I'm going to tell the master and the others about this."

Wen Yan was silent, he looked at Xie Ci, the boy was still eating, like a hamster, his cheeks were bulging, and he was eating slowly.

Xie Jing was also silent, he looked at Xie Ci unkindly.

Xie Ci doesn't take this person Xie Jing to heart at all, his heart capacity is too small, so small that he can only pretend to be a warm word.

Wen Yan thought, he looked at Xie Jing beside him, this person's hatred had materialized, and his goal was Xie Ci, but when he thought of his ending, how could he prevent the death of this world.