The jade emperor looks so good, and Yan Luo and him are not impossible.

Between a handsome white young man and a skeleton that is always wrapped in black robes, everyone will choose the former.

Tanasus looked down.

Should he give up? Hidden your own heart in your heart forever, return to Greece after completing the task, and have no relationship with Yan Luo since then.

He never took the initiative to fight for anything, and did not dare to take the initiative.

Football came from the living room.

Tanasus trembled.

—— Yan Luo is back.

When Yan Luo returned to the apartment, he saw the "Happy Birthday" composed of skulls on the wall when he opened the door, like a warning of death.

Yama:"……"

Such a creative, presumably a masterpiece of the little death.

He returned to 401 and knocked on Tanasus's door: "Little Death, what is the skeleton pattern in the living room?"

Inside the house, Tanasus hugged his knees uneasily, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

... It was because of that out of control that the skeleton that had changed, and he realized his heart.

This is his most secretive mind, and he dare not dare to with Yan Luoti.

I didn't even dare to meet Yan Luo.

When Yan Luo saw that the door didn't open, he said to himself: "Is it out?"

Since playing Tanasus decided to see the beautiful new world, the frequency of going out alone has also become higher. Although it is far below the frequency of normal people, it is a great progress.

Yan Luo knocked on the door a few more times, but still didn't open, and Tasanos was not at home and returned to his bedroom.

In the room, Tanasus was about to jump out of his chest.

... Oh, he has no heartbeat.

But he felt going to jump out.

Inexplicable is very nervous.

After hearing the movement of Yan Luo's return to the house, Tanascus gradually calmed down and buried his head back back.

Keeping this posture, sitting in the afternoon, the sun outside the window was replaced by night.

Yan Luo did not know that Xiao Dead God was installing a wooden man next door.

He has never heard the movement of the little dead god, and he has made progress as a small dead god.

Just as Yan Luo turned on the phone, prepared to send a piece of clockwork to the little death, and asked where he was shopping- when he was shopping-

His door was suddenly ringing.

"Well, 叩, 叩."

Three soft beeps.

But it was indeed knocked.

Yan Luo was stunned for a moment, wondering if it was because black and white impermanence was knocking on the door?

It can't be the little death god, the little death god has never knocked on his door, but he has knocked on the little death god countless times.

Yama stood up from the desk, walked to the door, and pulled the handle.

Thanatos, whose black robe was wrapped tightly around his body, stood outside the door, quiet and silent.

Yan Luo was a little surprised: "Little God of Death? Did something happen—"

His words drowned in his throat.

Two slender and fair hands stretched out from the black robe, and slowly took off the black hood, revealing a dazzling silver hair.

The boy raised his face from the darkness.

It was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a very European-style, deep and straight face.

The skin was almost sickly pale, and the earlobes were red with blood. The silver eyes were half drooping, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding all the shyness and anxiety inside. The bridge of the nose is upturned, the lips are bright red, and the line of the jaw is exquisite, which is amazingly beautiful.

He is an overly good looking European teenager.

He is the Milky Way born in the dark night, shining and dazzling.

Thanatos's white face was stained with a faint crimson, and he lowered his eyes and bit his lower lip.

He hesitated for an afternoon, and decided to fight for it.

He felt that he was no worse than the Jade Emperor.

Chapter 73 True Body

Yan Luo looked at the drooping boy in front of him, his eyes darkened slightly, and he was silent for a long time.

Seeing that Yama had not responded for a long time, Thanatos became more and more uneasy, and secretly raised his eyes to look at him.

The boy's eyelashes and pupils are silver-white, like beautiful and rare silver pearls. He quietly raised his eyes, met Yan Luo's dark gaze, and lowered his eyes in a panic.

Yama pursed his lips imperceptibly.

So pretty and so cute.

From the time he saw the appearance of the little death god, Yama knew that Thanatos would not be bad, in fact, he was more beautiful than he imagined.

Yan Luo does not value appearance. Whether it's a black robe, a skeleton, or a beautiful silver-haired boy, his love for the little death will never change.

A beautiful skin cannot please Yama. But because it is a little god of death, such beauty amazes Yama even more.

"Come in." Yan Luo said gently, his attitude as always.

This made Thanatos relax a little.

He has long been used to hiding his face under the black robe. This feeling of exposing his true face to the eyes of the other party is very unfamiliar and makes him at a loss.

This was the first time Thanatos entered Yama's bedroom, and his steps were slightly stiff when he stepped in.

Yan Luo poured a glass of water for Tanasus and wanted him not to be so restrained.

Tanasus was shaking when he took the water cup, showing how nervous was it.

I don't know how long the little death has stood at the door to knock on the door, take off the black robe, and reveal the true appearance.

Tanasus drank a large glass of water before it relieved a little tension.

Yan Luo asked funnyly: "Are you going to have another cup?"

The teenager nodded.

So Tanasus poured seven glasses of water in a row.

Yan Luo: "..." Seeing the child thirsty.

He was about to pick up the eighth cup of the teapot and said, "No, thank you."

Yan Luo picked up the tea cup and laughed: "I drink this cup by myself."

Seeing the little death of drinking water, he was thirsty himself.

In the past, the little dead god was wrapped in a black robe, and the food could only see the food disappearing in a black hole when eating and drinking water.Now watching the teenager holding the cup with both hands, drinking with a small mouth hanging down, the rosy lips are stained with crystal water droplets, and his ears and faces are white. How can he not let him look thirsty.