After falling in love with the evil god

She has no obsession with body cleanliness, and she doesn't have much resistance or shame about going to bed. She knows that the avatar and the main body are essentially the same body, and only the feelings for the two are different.

Her enthusiasm is nothing less than the fanaticism of "Chu Ji".

Treating this gift mixed with "poison", the monster still bit the hook.

In the middle of the night, the pure white sheet had already lost its role of sleeping, and it rolled over, with feet and limbs drilled out of "Chu Ji"'s skin.

Lin Qiao, whose eyes were covered by a palm, couldn't see clearly and didn't know what it was that touched him afterwards.

The monster squeezed his fingers between Lin Qiao's, hugged her, and whispered affectionately in her ear.

"Lin Qiao."

She didn't seem to hear the call, and focused on the man's fingers entangled in her fingertips.

For a moment, it seemed that he lost his bones and became soft and resilient. Accompanied by a strong fragrance, she let out a low hum that could not be concealed.

The room was too dark, Lin Qiao could only see the handsome face of "Chu Ji" through his fingers, and the group of tentacles gathering on the wall behind him, making him look even more It's like an evil god.

Because of the heavy casualties in the shopping mall, "Chu Ji" needed to play the role of the bureau chief again to go out to work. After he was fully dressed, he looked down at the slack and sleeping face, and stopped by the bed like a wooden stake to stare at Lin Qiao. for a long time.

Her body was covered with the scent that he left behind.

Last night, he had a taste of Lin Qiao, and felt extreme joy and pain at the same time. Until now, every nerve of his is still playing memories for him, recalling the pictures that made his bones itch.

This is greater than the impact given to him in the spiritual world, unprecedented.

"Chu Ji" sat down on the edge of the bed, and the sunlight that leaked from the gap in the curtains fell on Lin Qiao's neck. He could see the blood rushing in her subcutaneous blood vessels, the pulse frequency, the fine hairs on her skin, and him. Finger marks from last night.

A faint layer of bruising, with some bruising underneath.

It was the evidence that He almost strangled her when he lost control of his emotions.

Last night was insane, she literally nearly died of asphyxiation by X.

"Chu Ji" raised his hand to touch the trace, and suddenly wanted to stay.

See what she will look like when she wakes up and sees herself for the first time.

As for work?

In order to cater to Lin Qiao's game of not being exposed, he only needs to use his brain to solve it.

No one will remember that he was late this morning. In the office of the central building, the service staff will still make a cup of hot coffee for him and serve him good morning, and the assistant will report the latest events to the air professional on the boss chair As well as the morning itinerary, and the hearing form waiting for His decision, everyone is qualified to play their respective identities.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Lin Qiao finally woke up from sleep.

Her body was only covered with a thin quilt near her waist and abdomen, and the sticky feeling on her body made her clear that after the end of last night, she has maintained such a messy state until now.

She turned over and met a pair of eyes in the darkness, His gaze.

This sudden glance made Lin Qiao subconsciously pull up the quilt and cover his chest, his body tensed unnaturally, "You didn't go to work?"

Her reaction was like a frightened cat, curled up in His scent and the sheets, the blown fur was not irritating, "Chu Ji" reached out and gently stroked her back, smoothing it off.

"No, I asked for leave, and I made breakfast for you."

Lin Qiao paused, looked at him for a moment, then suddenly let go of his hands covering his chest, opened his arms and looked towards him, "Then take me to wash up."

She was ordering him, her tone straight.

Chu Ji's gaze moved down slightly, his facial features were divided into two parts by the sunlight outside the window at noon and the darkness inside, with an unpredictable expression.

"Don't you want to?" Lin Qiao asked.

His Adam's apple moved, his fingertips touched her lips, and he said his thoughts in a deep voice, "I want you to keep my scent forever."

Meaning to keep her dirty without taking a shower?
Lin Qiao bit his finger, raised his eyes, and smiled at the corners of his lips, "Chuji, are you a dog? Do you need to use this method to enclose your own private territory?"

"No?" He let her bite her fingers and pressed her teeth.

The invisible confrontation is the most ambiguous.

Lin Qiao followed his white and slender fingertips, kissed the edge of His palm, rolled to the palm, and licked it like a cat.

"Chu Ji"'s eyes dimmed instantly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he began to be uncontrollably excited again.

He leaned over to find her lips, but Lin Qiao covered his mouth simply, and imprinted his lips on the back of his hand. The smile made her eyes bend into a smile mark, which was deeply burned on the monster's face. in the eyes.

"hug me."

She stepped back a little and spoke to him commandingly again.

"Chu Ji" chose to obey, put his hands around her back, and carried her out of the bed sheet. He lowered his head, sniffed the smell of her neck, and brought her into the bathroom.

There is hot water placed in advance by the smart housekeeper.

"Chu Ji" put her in.

Lin Qiao said again: "Put me a bath salt ball."

He opened the cabinet, split one and put it in the water.

The sound of bubbling water spread out in the bathtub, and the bubbles gradually covered Lin Qiao's body. She leaned comfortably in it, "Can you pinch my neck again? It's just like before."

Overnight, her command and service to Him seemed to become a matter of course.

Is this also due to increased dependencies?
"Chu Ji" glanced at her bright red lips, and felt that she was trying to manipulate him.

He turned around and left the bathroom.

It seemed that this was the limit of what he could tolerate.

Lin Qiao curled up in the bathtub and was not surprised by his departure. This game has come and gone, and his contradictions and bottom line have not been retreated again and again, and he is still struggling to maintain it.

After taking a shower by herself, Lin Qiao changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Breakfast was already on the table, and the clock on the wall was close to noon, which was no different from lunch.

She finished her meal slowly, and saw that "Chu Ji" was still sitting on the sofa, looking down at an electronic document pretendingly, showing a very busy look.

"I am leaving."

Lin Qiao got up and pulled the chair away, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the living room.