After falling in love with the evil god

Lin Qiao responded softly, "Today, you are just an ordinary person with some abilities. Things will become complicated once an evolutionary person appears on the stage. We must let you accumulate physical strength. When necessary, we will pull out all potential dangers for self-protection. No one can stop us from living."

She survived from the isolated island and returned to the wandering city, not to die again.

She will fight no matter what.

"I will always support your decision."

After they snatched a lot of well-fitting clothes in luxury stores, they went to the prosthetic doctor's house that Chu Ji once occupied with their big bags and small bags.

The family only had a mother and a son, and because of debts, they were sold to an isolated island by people in Gwen District. The residential area had been vacant. Chu Ji easily found the target location and entered the family password to open the door according to his memory.

A spacious small apartment, with a large floor-to-ceiling window, you can see the shopping street in the distance, and the neon lights illuminate most of the room.

The mechanical butler woke up and turned on the lights in the room, "Welcome home."

The house was cleaned by her mother to keep it tidy when she left. Lin Qiao sat on the soft and comfortable sofa for a while, and ordered the robot to close the curtains to block the French windows with a good view, so as to prevent someone from calling the police if they found something wrong.

She checked all corners of the house, large and small, a mechanical parts room, two bedrooms, and a lot of wine cans in the refrigerator were fully functional.

In a short period of time, no one should find this place so quickly.

"Go wash and rest, Chuji, it's time for us to get a good night's sleep."

She threw all the master's things aside, and took the clothes looted from the store into the bathroom. Soon the water was pattering, and the rising mist and the scent of shower gel washed away the smell of blood on her body.

Chuji hates the bedding in the bedroom, and there are hand-held pleasure devices with a strong personal flavor on the bedside table.

He didn't want Lin Qiao to be exposed to these strange smells.

He packed everything and threw it in the corner of the living room, followed his memory to find the place where the mother here often kept clean sheets, took out a four-piece set with aromatherapy and re-laid it on it.

When Lin Qiao came out refreshed, Chu Ji used several tentacles to cover a plum-colored quilt cover at the same time, and laid them neatly and stacked them on the pillow.

"When did you learn to make a bed?" She came over in surprise.

Chuji: "He often sees his mother cleaning the house by herself. He just watches and never helps, so I know all the steps."

Lin Qiao smiled, and said sarcastically, "I know what to do, but I have to wait for a woman to clean up the situation. It's really a man's bad nature."

Chuji nodded, "Can I sleep in bed with you at night?"

Having admitted his identity, it is normal to sleep on the same bed, Lin Qiao did not refuse, "Yes, but don't wake me up by doing any strange behavior in the middle of the night."

Chu Ji expresses her understanding. In fact, compared to hanging from the ceiling, the feeling is similar to lying next to her. The only advantage is that the dark poking approach has become an upright post.

He also imitated her and washed off the blood on his body, but he didn't use those fragrant shower gels. He preferred to exude the original predator scent.

The monster who came out of the bathroom with steam came to the bed, his body was a little weak from the hot water, seeing Lin Qiao lying on the bed wearing only a vest and shorts, his self-control collapsed, his waist and abdomen instantly became a The messy "wool yarn" is so soft that it cannot be softer.

They scrambled onto the bed, and some crossed the line and wrapped themselves around Lin Qiao's wrist, but she was already a little sleepy, leaning on the pillow and pinching his tentacles, "Stop making trouble, turn off the light and go to sleep , I've been very tired today."

Xia Yan's death hit her a bit, and the killing made her tired.

The monster helped turn off the light.

The bedroom was plunged into darkness, and Chu Ji, who was about to become a pool of blood, wrapped Lin Qiao's wrist and said softly, "Good night."

"Well, good night." Lin Qiao responded casually, his consciousness was heavy, and he fell into a deep sleep a few minutes later.

Christmas in December was quite cold, and there was no floor heating available in the apartment. Lin Qiao hadn't been able to feel the temperature clearly, but that didn't mean she could ignore the huge heated quilt beside her.

The hot air always radiates from the side, hooking her seductively.
A foot suddenly popped out of the blanket in the middle of the night and stepped into the monster's body.

Her sudden throwing into her arms stunned the blood-red tentacles who had been quietly staying in place for two seconds, and then they scrambled to move around and rubbed them gently.

Sensing that something was stepping on him, Chu Ji opened his eyes, looked down at that little foot, he could feel the temperature of her foot was low, the blood flow was slow, and the heart rate was gentle.

She is just a little cold.

A thick arm stretched out and traced around her leg for a moment, and he thought he could help in this regard.

The monster manipulated its body to cross the boundary, and its tentacles rushed to cover Lin Qiao's legs like a tide. He gently pulled off her original quilt and threw it off the bed. His body covered it to replace the quilt.
Lin Qiao dreamed of the scene she had dreamed about on the isolated island again. She was like falling into the clouds, wrapped in soft cotton clouds, and the warm sun shone on her body, and she let out a comfortable sigh.

Soon she was obediently trapped in the clouds, unwilling to move.

And in the dull bedroom, the indescribable, ineffable half-human, half-feet deformed monster hugged Lin Qiao to his chest with its exquisite appearance and strong white chest, and the churning "quilt" was spread out. The bed was full, and many tentacles hung limply on the floor as if they had drunk fake wine. The sticky smell was about to deprive them of oxygen.

Chuji lowered his head and kissed her temples, smiling affectionately.

Lin Qiao had no dreams all night, and slept comfortably until dawn.

At first when she saw the clean ceiling, she didn't realize that there was something wrong with her body, until her muscles and bones were stiff and sore due to her sleeping position all night, she raised her hand to move, and her limp feet touched A few of them rolled down her arm and hit her face, the clear pain made her stunned for a moment.

The tentacles, who had been fascinated by her smell and color all night, were also a little dazed, shifting their positions on her face and falling on her neck, slapping and soft like noodles.

Lin Qiao's eyes moved down slowly, and after seeing the horrible and hideous "red lines" on his body, he silently closed his eyes to digest.

Well, her quilt has turned into a monster.
She should get used to it, she should have expected that lying on a bed would be like this, and it's a good thing, isn't it? He has another function, how warm it was when he fell asleep last night, and he did that A good dream, so don't panic, take a deep breath and open your eyes calmly.