Chi Jiayan has never heard Death speak in such a tone.

It was the kind of tone that was really unbearable and extremely disgusting, but it didn't make him happy.

Because the person who can make Death have such human-like emotions must not be ordinary people, at least he can't do it.

I saw Huo Xin being stared at by the god of death with deadly eyes, and pursed his lips without changing his face: "Hmph, so fierce."

Death let go of him and said condescendingly, "Quick, hurry up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Xin's appearance was changing at an astonishing speed.

Huo Xin's cheekbones and the bridge of his nose were raised, his hands and feet began to stretch, and the towering front chest was shrunk, replaced by the texture of the chest muscles that gradually emerged. Because of the height and width of the body, those poor dress fabrics were stretched out one after another. Broken cracking sound. His hair was also quickly retracted and shortened, and the extremely light flax color was dyed from the roots to the tips, revealing a angular face.

Then, the delicate and charming voice also became deep, but the words that he said were still very awkward.

"What are you doing, never seen a naked man?" Huo Xin got up from the table and smiled evilly, even with a pair of dimples on his face.

Chi Jiayan was stunned by the scene in front of him, because the scene was still hotter than before. Of course, it was more because he saw naked naked men for the first time when he grew up.

Although Huo Xin is not as tall as the God of Death, he is taller than Chi Jiayan. With a thin waist and narrow hips, plus a pair of straight long legs, he looks even better than a certain boy group idol.

Chi Jiayan has been attached to someone since he was a child, and he is already a crooked person. It can't be said that it doesn't matter if he sees the body of the same sex, but this scene is more exciting than when he saw Huo Xin, who is a woman.

After all, it was a young man, and his face immediately turned red, and even the roots of his ears burned.

And the god of death just stood by the side expressionlessly, and suddenly frowned when he saw him like this.

Unspeakable embarrassment in the house.

"I, I came out to pour water..." He stiffly moved the cup in his hand and turned to the kitchen. It was obviously his home, but he felt like he had nowhere to hide.

Huo Xin stood there in a big way, with a smile on his face, and he had a suave and suave look.

Whether he is male or female, he has no sense of shame at all.

Chi Jiayan walked to the kitchen and saw the cake lying on the ground.

When he saw this cake just now, he thought it was for himself.

Now that the cake had been eaten, he saw the lipstick mark on the fork.

He poured out the water without saying anything, and when he was walking back, he happened to see Death grabbing the tablecloth and throwing it on Huo Xin, covering him from head to toe.

"Lingxiao." Huo Xin was covered on the tablecloth, "This is how you treated someone who helped you through your adult night? Was I very gentle that night?"

Chi Jiayan stopped, looking like he was about to cry.

Huo Xin's words are indeed swear words for a young man, and they are hot ears.

Death said: "Jiajia, you go first."

"...Oh." The boy ran away like a rabbit.

When Chi Jiayan went in, Huo Xin pulled the tablecloth to reveal her face, her hair was messy, but she was still a little sexy: "No, are you nervous?"

Death didn't answer his topic, because Huo Xin didn't feel much better when he turned into a male body, and even faintly felt that Huo Xin might as well turn into a female body.

lest the child...

He said with a cold face: "What are you doing here?"

Huo Xin laughed a few times, and then surrounded himself with a tablecloth.

Eros advocates the beauty of primitiveness, the beauty of human nature, and the beauty of the body. He has always been a god of chasing instinct, and being able to surround himself well can be regarded as a consideration for the feelings of the god of death.

He covered his beautiful cock, and then he put his hand in through his chest muscles, it seemed to pass through the muscles and reach his heart.

For a moment, he pulled out his hand.

Between the index finger and the thumb, there is a beautiful mini-diamond-shaped bottle.

The bottle is made of crystal, and the bottle contains a golden light, which is dazzling under the refraction of the crystal facets.

"Remember this?" Huo Xin asked.

Death got serious: "What do you mean?"

Huo Xin shook his head speechlessly, and then smiled: "Ling Xiao, don't you think that in this world, people's love and desire can be separated safely?"

**, is the most uncontrollable thing.

Especially as an adult male, sex will only intensify as the body changes, and Lingxiao, the god of death, is no exception.

His cock voluntarily handed over to the god of love to strip it off on the night of his adulthood. It was so long ago that he almost forgot to clean it up.

He once thought that taking back his ** again would be the time when the world was balanced and he returned to their world.

"You came early." Death said, "My mission hasn't been completed yet—"

"You can't control it!" Huo Xin put away his smile, "Ling Xiao, I originally thought that the emotion of death they were talking about was a big joke, as long as it was about love, no matter what rumors I had, I would see it with my own eyes, so I I'm here to refute the rumors. Unfortunately, there is a sudden restart of the fortune chart for some unknown reason. You have become too busy. I have been busy several times in a row, so I came here to wait and see. You know, I saw your first in the cake shop. Eye, I've confirmed, you're in love. I'm definitely not mistaken."

Death was silent.

The sky was still gloomy, and the dark clouds rolled across the sky, heavy as if they were about to fall from the sky.

"Your ruthlessness is given to you by fate, and you have no love at all." Huo Xin said, "Who knows that you have provoked love yourself. If you have love but no desire, you are the one who suffers. Of course... and Jiajia too. ."

The last sentence is a bit sarcastic.

Huo Xin's tone was naked-naked-naked: "You are too strict with yourself, may I ask, which god in charge would make such a big sacrifice? The first love is the most rare, and you prompted it yourself. Natural love is even more rare. Don't you really want it? Jiajia is so cute, if it weren't for you, I would be very interested..."

"You are not allowed to touch him." The god of death turned his head, his amber eyes bearing the ice of a thousand years.

Eros is the God who has the least sense of morals and ethics.

All love and desire in the world are controlled by him, and when necessary, he even incarnates into various skins to tempt human beings to fall in love.

"Yes." Huo Xin chuckled, "Master Death."

Suddenly, his tone became evil again, and he said slowly and softly: "Think about it, do you really... don't want to possess him? Make him completely yours, cry for you, tremble for you ,crazy for You……"

Death fell into a moment of confusion.

Terrible lust, intoxicating lust.

Huo Xin approached him, and the small diamond-shaped bottle with golden light was close at hand.

The golden light collided wildly in the small bottle, making it feel the existence of the god of death at close range, and as long as it was released, it would completely integrate into the body of the original owner.

"Or," the temptation continued, "you still want to leave him, give up him. Wait until he grows a little bigger, matures a little bit, is with another lover...is possessed by someone else?"

Death raised his eyes suddenly, his face was cold, and he was about to grab his own desires when he reached out.

Huo Xin's figure disappeared in a pink foam in an instant, and suddenly appeared in another corner of the room, putting his desire back on his chest in front of the god of death.

At the end, Huo Xin shook his finger: "It's not a good baby to grab something."

The Spirit Platform of the God of Death instantly returned to Qingming.

He was obsessed with the way of loving God.

But he just said, "Give it to me."

"Hmph, don't." The flaxen-haired man sneered in a woman's tone without any sense of disobedience, "Who told you to be so fierce just now."

"I apologize." Death said insincerely.

Huo Xin smiled and didn't answer the call. Instead, he took out his cell phone from somewhere and handed it over: "Do me a favor, I'll give it to you when I'm done. It's really troublesome, you don't even have a cell phone, and your senses are blocked. Everyone, otherwise I'll send it to you via WeChat, what's the point of making a trip, fortunately I'll find your little friend..."

On the phone screen is a picture of a man.

The man looked quite young, in his twenties, at best with a handsome face, and there was nothing special about it. When he walked into the crowd, he would disappear.

But the god of death remembered him.

It was the playground where Chi Jiayan was first seen, one of the passengers on the big pendulum, one of the twenty-three people who should have died in nine years. He's like a trivial supporting role, no, the background board in the accident, almost impossible to notice. Chi Jiayan rescued them and died after being attacked by the power of the word spirit. Only he and a few people stayed at the scene worriedly, and left in despair after confirming Chi Jiayan's death.

Maybe a kind person.

"That's right, I want his Spirit Orb." Huo Xin said beside his ear, "Anyway, you feed the dogs those souls who don't want to fall into the reincarnation of the natal chart... Cough, feed the wolves, I want to go. Back door, can you let him go to me?"

"Why?" Death turned off the phone screen.

"Don't worry about this." Huo Xin took the phone back, and said calmly, "You just need to promise me. When we work together, everyone is the god of this world, and this person is about to die, no You can't help you, can you?"

- Is this person dying?

The man who was supposed to die in nine years is dying? !

What else has the zodiac changed?

The chill on Death's body came back, and there was thunder in the sky.

It's going to rain heavily.

In the thunder, Huo Xin said: "He was in a car accident a few days ago and was seriously injured. He should be able to live in a few days. Just promise me this, don't ask about the rest... What is my relationship with him? I hate it, so do others. some……"

"elder brother?"

Death entered the room and found that the light was not on.

In the dim light, Chi Jiayan was sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the window, quietly watching the pouring rain outside the window.

As if he was used to being alone, Chi Jiayan's face was quiet, his thin body was more lonely than an empty room.

The God of Death had something in his heart and didn't want to stay outside with Huo Xin, the God of Love, so he walked over and sat down beside Chi Jiayan.

As soon as he sat down, the spacious part of the floor-to-ceiling window became much narrower.

Chi Jiayan turned his head, there was nothing unusual, and there was a slight smile on his face: "That brother is so good-looking, are you finished talking?"

Death said: "Yeah."

"...Oh." Chi Jiayan didn't seem too interested, and continued to look at the rain curtain outside the window.

"I want to go out." Death said.

As Lu Cheng said, he felt that he should inform Chi Jiayan of his whereabouts.

Since human beings need company, he will try his best to do it, although he has not yet understood why there is such a need.

"When will you be back?" Chi Jiayan asked.

He raised his head to look at the sky, and the snow-white neck seemed to glow in the faint twilight that came in from the window. He had grown up, and his Adam's apple was slightly raised, making people want to touch it, feel the pulse of that neck, feel the living body temperature.

"Soon." Death said, "Maybe it's just a small matter."

"Okay." Chi Jiayan responded, then stood up, "Brother, accompany me to buy a cake, I suddenly want to eat it, okay?"

Remembering that the cake he bought had been ruined by someone, the god of death nodded: "Okay."

After the two left the room, Chi Jiayan also found some clothes to give to Huo Xin.

The other party just thanked him, but kept his head down and sent messages with a smile on his face. It seemed that he had kept pace with the times, and he also had the technological products of the human society in this world.

"I'm sorry, I always thought you were a girl." Chi Jiayan felt a little embarrassed when she remembered the scene just now, "So you..."

Huo Xin curled up on the sofa, pressing her fingers quickly, half raised her eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "I am a man or a woman, see which system the other party needs?"

Chi Jiayan: "..."

grim Reaper:"……"

"It's clingy..." I don't know if it's because I'm complaining about the person on the other end of the phone, but my tone is not very blaming. Huo Xin raised his head after sending the message, "Are you guys going out? Lingxiao, I beg you, don't be so rigid, Buy a cell phone by the way."

Death: "No need."

"Don't you want a mobile phone when you're in a relationship?" Huo Xin had no choice but to persuade him, "Like this time, I can't find you if I look for you. If we had a party for so many years, Lu Cheng would always come alone, and you're too unreasonable. It's gregarious. Even Jiajia can't contact you, have you considered his feelings? Jiajia, are you right?"

Chi Jiayan, who was in a daze after hearing the first half of the sentence, suddenly came back to his senses when he heard his name: "Ah?...Oh."

Death glanced at him and said, "You want me to buy a mobile phone?"

Chi Jiayan: "Huh? Well, look at your brother's needs."

"You decide." Death said coldly, "If you want to contact me, I will buy it."

The author has something to say: It all depends on the needs of the wife.