The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

In the past, Wu Zhi bathed very quickly, but tonight, Wu Zhi didn't get up from the water until the water in the tub was almost completely cold.

After wiping off the water drops on his body, he put on a clean black undershirt, poured the remaining water into the washbasin, cleaned his cheeks, and put on the mask again.

After doing this, he started to clean the tub.First, drain the water in the tub with a pipe, and then wipe off the water stains that spilled on the ground.

By the time he cleaned everything up, two-thirds of the candles on the table had been burned.

He went to the window, removed the folded wood for support, and closed the window to block out the faint moonlight.

Now, only the flames of candles were left in the room.

The atmosphere in the room was very quiet, and the shallow breathing sound from the bed was reminding Wu Zhi that he and Pan Jinlian had become relatives and husbands and wives.

Wu Zhi didn't go to the bed, but stayed where he was, standing in front of the window, in the shadow of the room.Looking at it suddenly, it seems to have merged into the darkness.

He seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes were like a wolf's, staring straight at Fu Zhenhong who was lying flat on the bed.

Being watched closely by Wu Zhi who was standing in the dark, Fu Zhenhong naturally couldn't really fall asleep. He opened his eyes and said calmly: "You plan to stand there until dawn ?”

When Wu Zhi heard this, he started to move and walked to the bed step by step.

The outer slots are vacant.

Pan Jinlian slept on the inside.

Fu Zhenhong patted the outside of the empty space lightly, the meaning was obvious.

Wu Zhi pursed his lips, took off his shoes, and lay down.

He thought that Pan Jinlian would say something, but after he lay down, the other party closed his eyes again, obviously planning to just fall asleep like this.

Fu Zhenhong is indeed a little sleepy, although this world is considered a vacation world to Fu Zhenhong.But he was sent here by the Space-Time Management Bureau today, and the crossing of space latitude did consume part of his energy.

Unlike Fu Zhenhong, Wu Zhi, who was sleeping on the outside of the bed, looked at the top curtain without feeling sleepy.

In the end, he simply turned sideways and looked at Pan Jinlian who was lying flat and sleeping only half an arm away from him.

Seeing the other party falling asleep peacefully, Wu Zhi's eyes once again showed a murderous intent.

If... just strangle Pan Jinlian to death...

After this idea came into Wu Zhi's mind, his hand moved immediately.

However, just when his fingertips were about to touch the skin of the opponent's neck, Wu Zhi hesitated again.

At this moment, the idea of ​​changing the direction of revenge suddenly reappeared in Wu Zhi's heart, and in the end, he chose to withdraw his hand.

He quietly looked at Pan Jinlian's profile, his eyes slowly moved from his thick eyelashes to his straight nose bridge, and then fell to those beautifully shaped lips.

The profile of this side face is perfect, so perfect that people want to collect it.

It would be a pity if he stopped breathing like this and turned into a cold and ashen corpse.

Wu Zhi gradually concealed the storm in his eyes.

Then let's wait a while.

At least after he confirms something.

[Xiaohong, Dalang just wanted to kill you again! ]

[Um. ]

This is the third time.

Since he saw Wu Zhi, his good official Wu Zhi had murderous intent on him three times.

In the original plot, Wu Zhi and Pan Jinlian did not have any deep hatred at the beginning.It stands to reason that under normal circumstances, Wu Zhi shouldn't have such strong and deep hatred for Pan Jinlian, who he met for the first time.

This is not only because the logic does not make sense, Wu Zhi's character is also very different from the character in the original plot.

Even though the other party deliberately pretended to be, Fu Zhenhong still noticed the deep coldness hidden under the seemingly dull and sincere eyes.

Fu Zhenhong thought of Wu Zhi's sudden coma today.

Wu Zhi, who just met Pan Jinlian, shouldn't have that kind of hatred, but what if Wu Zhi and Pan Jinlian met for the first time today?

Fu Zhenhong quickly thought of a possibility, and that was --- rebirth.

Yes, rebirth.

This guess seems outrageous, but it is very appropriate.

If this Wu Zhi was reborn, and he experienced a tragic death in his previous life, then it would make sense for him, who was resurrected with that memory, to have hatred and murderous intentions towards Pan Jinlian who poisoned him.

If the facts are as he guessed, then this matter will become more and more interesting.

Wu Dalang with a revenge script?

pretty good.

He likes this kind of difficult strategy.

On Wu Zhi's side, he didn't know that Fu Zhenhong had guessed his identity quite a bit.

His eyes were still on Fu Zhenhong's face, and his thoughts were racing.

At this time, Fu Zhenhong suddenly turned sideways, changing from the original lying flat position to lying on the side, with her body facing the direction where Wu Zhi was.

With this movement, the distance between Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi became closer.

The breathing of the two is also intertwined.

Fu Zhenhong's blue hair was scattered on the pillow like a waterfall, and the black color was as thick as ink, which made his skin as white as frost and snow.

Smelling the fragrance emanating from the man's body, the sudden palpitations caused a dangerous and fierce light to flash in Wu Zhi's pupils.He half-closed his eyes, thinking about the various discrepancies between Pan Jinlian and his previous life memories.

Wu Zhi remembered that Pan Jinlian had a blood-colored lotus tattoo on her lower back.

But it wasn't what he saw himself.

But he learned it from Ximen Qing.

In the previous life, although he and Pan Jinlian were married, they had no relationship, not even a little intimate contact.

And the reason why he heard it from Ximen Qing was because Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian poisoned him together, in order to show off his kindness, so he said it on purpose.

He needed to find a chance to see if there was that lotus flower tattoo on the man's lower back.

After all, this Pan Jinlian is very different from the Pan Jinlian in his memory, which makes him have to doubt the identity of the other party, whether it is really Pan Jinlian.

That night, Wu Zhi didn't fall asleep all night.

The next day, it was not yet dawn.

Wu Zhi, who was lying flat on the bed, heard the even and shallow breathing of the person beside him. After feeling that the person turned over and turned his back to him, Wu Zhi turned his head to look at the man's back, and his gaze also Gradually moved to the opponent's lower back.

Because the quilt on Pan Jinlian's body had all slid to one side, he only needed to slightly lift the hem of the opponent's clothes to see if there was a lotus flower tattoo on the person's lower back.

This may be an opportunity for confirmation.

Thinking this way in his heart, Wu Zhi did act.

However, just when Wu Zhi's fingertips were about to touch the hem of the opponent's clothes, the man with his back turned to him suddenly turned over at this moment.

Then, his body sank.

When Wu Zhi reacted quickly, he found that Pan Jinlian was already on top of him.

This unexpected physical contact caused Wu Zhi to pause suddenly, the weight of his body and... the flexible touch of the clinging, made Wu Zhi, who had never been so intimate with anyone before, his brain stagnate for a moment.

But in the end, after experiencing a whole life and wandering around as a lonely soul for decades, Wu Zhi regained his thoughts in just two seconds and calmed down the ups and downs in his heart.

He raised his eyes and looked at the man directly above him.

Although there was a sense of laziness in the other party's dark eyes, it didn't have the hazy meaning of just waking up.

Wu Zhi asked, "Are you pretending to be asleep?"

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer Wu Zhi's question. Instead, the two moved closer to Wu Zhi. Following his movement, a few strands of hair behind him fell down, and the ends of the hair swept to Wu Zhi's neck, bringing a kind of A vague, slight itching.

Wu Zhi gradually straightened his lips.

Fu Zhenhong asked him: "What did you want to do just now?

Wu Zhi replied: "Nothing."

When Fu Zhenhong heard the words, she sneered, "Really..."

He whispered, and then directly in this posture, propped his elbows on Wu Zhi's chest, tilted his head slightly, looked into Wu Zhi's eyes and said: "You are lying."

Due to sleeping all night, Fu Zhenhong's already loose underwear became looser because of Fu Zhenhong's sudden turning over.

At this moment, Fu Zhenhong raised her head, causing the somewhat messy neckline to slide down to his shoulders, revealing half of her white and delicate shoulders.

Seeing this scene, Wu Zhi's lips closed even more coldly.A dark and unclear emotion flashed from the bottom of his eyes. He tensed his chin, lifted Fu Zhenhong's clothes that had fallen to his shoulders, and said slowly, "Get up first."

His tone was a little heavy, and his voice was lower than before.