The Road to Slaying God

It was a long kiss, and they were so tired that they separated.

Xiao Yiran's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her lip was different, and her eyes were closed. She leaned against the open chest softly, panting softly, and did not dare to look at the open eyes. There was a silence in the room.

Both seem to be deliberately maintaining this tranquility.

"I'm leaving ..." Xiao Yiran said softly.

"Accompany me." Zhang Yang bite Xiao Yiran's ear.

"No, my brother just sent a message just now, let me go home and accompany you next time, okay?" Xiao Yiran apologized shyly.

"Brother Xiao is looking for you?" Zhang Yang paused, remembering Xiao Yuanxing's gloomy gaze, and could not help fighting a cold war.

"Do you know my brother?"

"Cough ... I've heard of ..."

"Hee hee, don't be afraid, my brother is actually very good, and he is very kind. He doesn't dare to kill chickens. Hee hee, I kill chickens every new year ..." Xiao Yiran said Xiao Yuanxing Seems to be very happy.

"..."

Zhang Yang's back chills, kindness? For the first time, he heard someone say that Xiao Yuanxing was kind, but in just a few days, Xiao Yuanxing already had four lives in his hands. Would such a person be kind? Desperately described Xiao Yuanxing as hard as possible!

"Zhang Yang, I'm leaving. My brother told me something. I'll be with you next time, all night long!" Xiao Yiran was so crimson and stood free from Zhang Yang's hands.

"Yi Ran, if I disappear, will you wait for me?" Zhang Yang felt empty, Zhang Yang suddenly looked at Xiao Yiran who was walking to the door of the deck and asked suddenly.

"Why do you ask that?" Xiao Yiran looked at Zhang Yang with big eyes like Qiushui.

"Answer me, if I disappeared suddenly, would you wait for me?" Zhang Yang's eyes seemed like a fog, and he thought of Li Bo and Aunt Fei.

Xiao Yiran walked back, bent over and kissed him gently on the forehead.

"Zhang Yang, I know, you have no confidence in yourself, believe in yourself, you are excellent, you are really excellent!" Xiao Yiran sighed: "Actually, I also want to hate you, but I ca n’t hate it, The more I get in touch with you, the deeper and deeper I am. Zhang Yang, I have never felt this way before, and I never wanted to see a person that way. Do you know why I am here? Actually, I rarely come here before. Yes, I came here just to see you, I am a girl, I want face, I know you like me, but you dare not date me, I have to create opportunities for you, Zhang Yang, I am sure, I really Like you, give yourself some confidence, don't inferiority, understand? "

"thank you!"

Zhang Yang's eyes were ebbing, and a girl said how much courage it took. Zhang Yang's IQ is no longer comparable to that of ordinary people. Naturally, Xiao Yiran said that this was to get rid of his inferiority complex.

"Fool, thank you! You also rest early, don't always stay up all night, you look at you with a look of shame, like a little old man ..." Xiao Yiran gently tidy his hair for Zhang Yang, avoiding Zhang Yang Grasping the chest dragon claws, smiled sweetly, and left.

Watching Xiao Yiran leave, Zhang Yang seemed to be dreaming.

Hehe ... Zhang Yang couldn't help but smirked and looked at his hand, and then touched his lips, unexpectedly, he actually kissed the goddess of dreams, remember, he also touched ...

If at this time Xiao Yiran saw Zhang Yang's insignificant look, he would definitely reconsider to determine whether he really liked this insignificant guy.

Looking at the QQ that Xiao Yiran didn't download, Zhang Yang's peeping look was out of control again, and immediately opened Xiao Yiran's space.

"I've been upset recently, I can't sleep all the time, I always think of the wretched guy, I doubt, I really like him."

Seeing the word "insignificant" in the book, Zhang Yang was sweating a lot, and his eyes flickered, and he continued to look down.

"It's really weird to miss someone, all day long. I hesitate to love a voyeur, hum, or a **** ..."

"I don't know what that guy is busy with. I can't see his people all day, so I can't keep him. Come on, mysterious, **** publicity. Next time I see you, it will make you look good. Never again I will ignore you ... "

"Not coming again ..."

"It's been three days and I haven't come yet, Zhang Yang, I hate you, I'll ignore you anymore!"

"Give him a week's chance. If it hasn't appeared in a week, I swear, I really ignore him, he just kneels down and asks my aunt and grandma to ignore it, hum ..."

...

Looking at these words, Zhang Yang couldn't help but a warm smile on his face. He could imagine Xiao Yiran's face as a coquettish girl when he wrote these things.

Looking at Xiao Yiran's Ji Ji, following Xiao Yiran's mood was happy and glad, depressed and depressed. It seemed that the distance between the two people was getting closer and closer when they saw these words.

Time is slowly passing, and Zhang Yang has fallen asleep unknowingly ...

"Get up, get up ..."

"Get up, get up ..."

...

In the dream, it seems that someone is shouting ... In the dream, I seem to see the pale face and the weird eyes, and the blood that shot in the air, as if blooming flowers ... I will wait for you below Coming ...

Amazing!

Zhang Yang opened his eyes, and he was in a cold sweat.

"My uncle, you finally woke up, my uncle called you all night."

The headset hanging near the computer made a faint sound, and the little monk on the display jumped up and down with a look of anger, holding a bright kitchen knife in his hand, anxious to jump down and cut a few knives.

I glanced at the dazzling sunlight outside, and stayed there for a while, unexpectedly, I slept until noon again. It seems that I often slept recently. It seems that this habit must be changed. It's just that Zhang Yang doesn't know. For his future son, sleeping has become a luxury.

"Stuck?"

Zhang Yang turned up the sound of the headphones. Obviously, it was Xiao Yiran who adjusted the volume of the physical control. Otherwise, the small-headed monk could definitely increase the volume to the maximum.

"Someone wants to kill you. You still have two hours to escape. Hey, you and I are also destined. Fodu has a destiny. Xiaoying called you from four in the morning until two in the afternoon, and it's a best effort!" The young monk stopped waving his kitchen knife, sighed, and looked like a Purdue being.

[Brothers, let ’s watch Dodo No. 7 on the monthly ticket list to slaughter God ... haha ​​...]