After falling in love with the evil god

He finally admitted it.

"Do you want me to let you die?"

Lin Qiao turned his head and looked out of the window: "I know how to protect myself. Even if you don't come, I will avoid it. I don't need your protection all the time. There is still a labor contract between us, isn't it?"

"Chu Ji" didn't understand what the labor contract meant.

Lin Qiao kindly reminded him, "I am your security guard, and I find this identity easier to handle than our intimate relationship."

He only grasped the point, suppressed his temper and said coldly; "You still have to break up with me."

"Do you love me?"

Lin Qiao stared at his thick ink-like eyes, and vaguely discerned that the two vertical pupils under the contact lenses were shrinking.

"You are not the same as the lover in memory."

For the first time, "Chu Ji" had a strong desire to distinguish himself from his avatar. He lowered his head, and his icy breath fell coolly on her cheek, "Why can't you accept me now?"

The palm of the hand propped on her leg was sunken in the seat leather, and the nails easily scratched the seat, and just a few inches away from her could easily tear off her always-running leg.

"Because I don't feel that you love me, it's just like a toy that can be used to adjust emotions at any time."

Lin Qiao touched his cheek, and his gentle eyes lingered on his familiar yet unfamiliar anxious brows and eyes, "I only want to love mine, and I only love him."

The car flew back home at an out-of-control speed.

After the screeching sound of brakes, the wheels made heavy marks on the ground.

Lin Qiao thought that this conversation would end without a problem, so he unbuckled his seat belt, raised his hand to open the door, and the sound of locking the car sounded first.

She paused, turned her head and was about to ask inexplicably, when she met "Chu Ji"'s dark and viscous eyes, the irises were as black as thick ink, almost sucking her in.

Lin Qiao retracted the movement of opening the door and turned around.

"Chu Ji" left the steering wheel, and his slender knuckles touched her lips, "Lin Qiao, I don't treat you as a toy."

This bright red lips exudes a charming smell all the time, and the rich sweetness in the closed car made him roll down his throat, and quickly withdrew his hand to turn on the fresh air system in the car.

See, he couldn't stop his sense of smell to catch her scent at all. Those self-righteous arrogances ended up in the end. He didn't even have the power to resist, and he could be easily destroyed by her indifference and disgust.

"Chu Ji" turned his head and looked straight ahead, "There is no toy that can easily manipulate me, and I am still reluctant to destroy it. I will be angry when I see you hurt, my chest will hurt, and your distance will make me feel unacceptable. Can't resist the mood and smell you bring, you attract me all the time, just me."

He emphasized the last three words, and finally heaved a deep sigh, "f is like a tempting piece of cheesecake."

Lin Qiao remained quiet, but the emotion revealed in his eyes was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

"Really?" She squeezed her fingers.

"That night, I felt fine."

"Chu Ji" held the steering wheel again with one hand, lightly tapping on it with her pale and powerful fingertips, under her gaze, those beautiful looking fingers suddenly rolled up an emotional storm, crushing them bit by bit with infinite power corner of the steering wheel.

This was a subconscious behavior made by him out of extreme anxiety and nervousness, and because of the rampant evolutionary agent, Lin Qiao regarded the actions of this Hercules as completely normal.

It's just that she doesn't agree with this kind of brutal car destruction.

"Chu Ji" paused, noticing the disapproval in her eyes, let go of her hand, looked down at the steering wheel that had fallen on the pants and turned into carbon fiber, his throat tightened, "I've never felt so good before."

Compared with watching, compared with the nerve resonance in the spiritual world, the real physical sensation brought by the physical contact is a double ecstasy of happiness, and there is an unspeakable satisfaction spreading from the bottom of my heart.

"I'm not venting on you."

"Chu Ji" turned to look at her, with a complicated expression on Jun's face, "I'm enjoying the feeling of truly having you."

Lin Qiao curled up his fingers, pinched his nails into his palms, looked away from His face, and lowered his voice, "I'm worried about that thing in the morning. It's because your hobby is so unique. I feel very uncomfortable. This Never before."

She was finally willing to talk to Him calmly.

The habit here refers to the night after the incident, "Chu Ji" only chose to put her on the bed without cleaning her up, her body was covered with His smell, and the sticky sweat was not cleaned up as it should be.

And the avatar will boil the bath water in advance every time, give her a shower and massage, and give her a complete set of health care.

"Chu Ji" understood where the problem was.

On the one hand, he wants to keep the smell on her, which is a manifestation of his strong desire to occupy her. On the other hand, he feels that he is more dignified than his body, because of his great status and identity, and because of his struggling and contradictory emotions. He didn't realize what the human being in front of him meant to him.

Now, the tall and broad shoulders of "Chu Ji" sitting in the car seemed to have slumped a bit after listening to Lin Qiao's words.

A gloomy face faced her, and her thin lips moved, "Lin Qiao, do you want to do it all over again?"

She blinked.

Love and desire are too strong for him to even hate her.

"Chu Ji" stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Qiao from the co-pilot abruptly.

"do what.."

He only spoke halfway, and was blocked back.

Lin Qiao fell into His arms and sat on his lap, while her volleying legs rested on the shifter.

She didn't mean to do it all over again in the car!
The slender neck was strangled and lifted by "Chu Ji", the strength was far less than the kiss crushed on the lips.

"Chu Ji" clasped her waist again with the hands around her back, her neck protruded with twisting and wriggling "veins", and the kiss was greedy and crazy.

His nose kept rubbing against the tip of hers, trying to swallow her completely.

But in a short while, the environment of the mouth became a cactus growing in the desert, and the thorns scattered all over the ground, making the pricks dry, numb and stinging.

Lin Qiao couldn't adapt to his unique way of kissing.

The fresh air system in the car seemed to have lost its function at this moment, and the car windows were covered with a layer of suspicious mist because of "Chu Ji"'s rising body temperature.

His chest rose and fell rapidly, and the sudden overheating made Lin Qiao sweat finely on his forehead.

She couldn't take it anymore.

"Chu Ji." She barely let out the words, her fingers gripped his collar tightly, and she pulled off two more expensive gold-plated buttons in her palm, pulling him back from the edge of losing control of her emotions.

"Chu Ji" held her upper body firmly in his arms, not leaving a gap between the two of them.