He slowly left her lips, and blood continued to gush out. Just because of this action, Lin Qiao's unusually bulging throat returned to its normal size.
She lowered her head uncontrollably and coughed up a pool of blood in embarrassment. After a while, she raised her eyes and looked at "Chu Ji's" lips that were almost bitten by her. It was visible to the naked eye that they quickly returned to their original state, and her lower jaw was stained with blood. The bloody face was still beautiful.
At this moment, behind Him, those sticky scarlet tentacles were crawling all over the hospital corridor. The few thieves who were still locked in place had their necks broken and received their lunch boxes when He was angry.
"Don't you want to kill me?"
In the devil's cave, Lin Qiao coughed, and the smile on his lips became more and more sarcastic, "What are you doing now? What are you doing to a creature that is so small that it is just a paramecium in your eyes? Don't you feel disgusted?"
"Don't try to piss me off."
He had long remembered what he had done when he was "watching" her and her clone on the bed because of uncontrollable emotions that pulled her into the spiritual world.
"Chu Ji"'s eyes were heavy as he stood in the middle of a pile of wet tentacles and pinched her chin.
This time it was Him who was looking at her carefully.
When his blood-stained lips first touched him, the softness that only existed in his memory suddenly took on substance. The sweetness that would drive people crazy did indeed exist. He had to admit that Lin Qiao was far more important to him than the bugs in her mouth. It's much more meaningful in my eyes.
She smells really, really delicious.
But it looks bad.
The clone's sight has no color, but the main body does. He will not feel that Lin Qiao is always blooming like a flower, but this also has a drawback. He cannot see through her emotional changes at all, so he does not know where she is. What to think.
Lin Qiao also had no idea what he was thinking. He was not like Chu Ji who would simply write his thoughts on his face. He just saw him raising his hand and using the cuffs of his windbreaker to help her wipe off the stain on her lips bit by bit. Blood.
"Chu Ji" stared down at her lips, then moved his gaze to her face, as if hypnotizing himself: "You attract me only because of your smell."
There is no other reason than those common memories.
It only takes a little time to adapt, and He will not be affected again.
Lin Qiao was even more arrogant and cold than him, "There is nothing about you that attracts me."
Hearing this, her jaw suddenly hurt. It was "Chu Ji" who exerted force. He seemed to be angry, and all the tentacles that were lying softly on the ground and squirming made a buzzing vibration sound.
In his own eyes, the pupils shrank back to their normal size, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"Chu Ji is part of me."
So it stands to reason that she would be interested in Him, not to mention that it was Him who fulfilled her wish.
Lin Qiao raised her head and asked, "What is your name?"
The evil god was strangely silent, having really not thought about this issue carefully.
Should He be called Chu Ji? Yelling is equivalent to admitting that letting a human being name oneself sounds embarrassing and stupid. I really don't know why the original clone was so simple and easy to deceive. He was sleeping at the bottom of the sea. He was probably sleeping stupidly.
But deny it directly? His subconscious told him that this answer was also wrong and the result would not be what he expected, so he simply kept silent and was extremely hypocritical.
The cold and unemotional look on the surface directly automatically typed a negative word in Lin Qiao's heart.
See, of course He won't admit it.
How could He be Chu Ji? He didn't deserve it.
Lin Qiao said expressionlessly: "Let go of me."
The tentacles clinging to her body relaxed little by little. Seeing Lin Qiao's limbs being released, one of her arms suddenly rose up and erupted with a bone spur nearly half a meter long, directly piercing "Chu Ji" His brain, one of his eyes was broken, and penetrated from the back of his head.
The scary thing was that Lin Qiao only felt that he had penetrated a jar of paste and could not touch the skull that a human should have. When he took out the bone spurs and bounced away from him, the slender body only swayed back and forth and did not fall over. Down.
He turned his head, his cold and cold eyes strangling her as if they were real, and a buzzing sound rang in his ears.
"You want to kill me?"
She had eaten His tentacles, and without His deliberate suppression, those devilish whispers would have quickly made her lose her mind.
Lin Qiao shook her head, looking at the dented and damaged face that only belonged to Chu Ji, and said in a cold voice, "You are not Him, so don't appear in front of me with the face He made, and don't imitate Him to kiss me. , this will only make me feel that you are jealous and unwilling to admit that you like me."
"Chu Ji" stood stiffly in the rain, with countless consciousnesses lingering in his ears.
Lin Qiao avoided the tentacles that tried to rush up to keep her, and nimbly got into the rain curtain, disappearing very quickly.
As the sweet fragrance disappeared, "Chu Ji"'s head was repaired. He lowered his eyes and looked at the puddles blown up by the bomb under the eaves. His face was reflected in the sparkling neon lights.
Why can't I use a face?
It's just a skin that facilitates His activities in this world.
"Chu Ji" lowered his head and suddenly pressed his fingers on his chest. A strange feeling emerged here, which seemed to be both relief and anger.
What are you happy about? She was pleased that her feelings for the clone were extremely strong, but those were definitely not his emotions, only anger and jealousy.
He was also forced to participate in this so-called love, and he participated in the whole process, but as a spiritually connected subject "bystander", as a superior alien overlord, he could not get a look from Lin Qiao. preferential treatment.
Why doesn't He get preferential treatment? No, why should He care about what she thinks about Him?
The two fused bodies had two strong emotions at the same time, which made "Chu Ji" standing in the dark feel extremely divided. He did not chase Lin Qiao, but his eyes kept jumping among the crowd, borrowing the help of others. Her eyes locked onto an apartment building she entered.
He picked up the black umbrella that had fallen to the ground, opened it, walked into the rain curtain, and looked up at the edge of the black umbrella.
But in the beginning, if she didn't act so aggressive, He just wanted to pull her in to avoid the rain mixed with trace amounts of radioactivity, that's all.
He had no intention of killing her.
Lin Qiao returned to the apartment building, and the upward elevator door was closed. She stood in the middle, her straight back suddenly relaxed, covering her face with her hands, and breathing heavily.
This was a failed conversation. Now that she had recovered, she felt a little regretful about saying she didn't want His face.
She still had some hope for Chu Ji's return. If he didn't show up again, she would have no chance at all.
