Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"The little angel is really beautiful no matter what time."

She smiled and moved over to him, hugging him. Her warm breath fell softly on the boy's neck. It was obviously like a feather passing by, but it gave him the illusion of being burned.

He wanted to distance himself from her, but he was reluctant because her body was stained with the cool night air. Instead, he hugged her into his arms in response, lowered his voice and asked, "I feel better now." ?"

He didn't ask too many questions. He seemed to trust her wholeheartedly and believed that she could sort out her mood.

"It's much better. You seem to be worried that I will become... bad just because of someone's death?"

"Well, you are the support, but you need a break occasionally."

She chuckled softly, "Then, rest."

Seeing that she seemed really tired, the boy who was about to leave paused for a moment, then hugged her again, patted her back gently as if coaxing a child, and said: "Go to sleep, I Guarding you.”

Mu Jing blinked in his arms. The emotions in his eyes were a little complicated. When they appeared, they were suppressed again. He closed his eyes, decided not to think about anything, and fell into a deep sleep.

Feeling her even breathing, Yin Ze's body began to slowly relax. He would be tired if he was always so tense.

Because she was facing away from the moonlight coming in from the window at the moment, he could only see her outline in the dark, but even so, his eyes were filled with soft light, and what was that contented smile? Can't hide it either.

The next morning, Mu Jing was awakened by the chirping of birds. She closed her eyes, tightened her arms and hugged him tightly. With a thick nasal voice, she said dissatisfiedly: "It's so noisy."

"It's eight o'clock, it's time to get up and have breakfast."

The young man who was already sitting on the bed reading a book rubbed her soft hair and pinched her earlobes before saying, "I heard from Yuan Lin that today's wild vegetable porridge was made by your brother. Why don't you get up to wash up and taste it?" Want to taste it?”

Even when he heard that his younger brother was cooking, Mu Jing was not moved. He just rolled around in a quilt that smelled like sunshine and said, "I have a headache."

When Yin Ze heard this, he quickly put down the things in his hands and started to press her forehead, "Is it because you have a cold that's not gone yet?"

"My head hurts from the noise. Go catch all those birds and stew them."

"...If I were the bird god, I would do this."

His abilities are limited and he cannot catch all the birds that keep chirping, let alone...

There are several mountains near here.

"Hmm, if you were a bird god, I would lock you in a cage."

Mu Jing climbed up from the bed with his eyes slightly open, covered himself in the quilt, squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the boy who was already standing beside the bed, and said, "Get up."

Now that you’ve said it, why don’t you make a move?

Seeing that she really didn't want to move, Yin Ze simply lifted the quilt, put a coat on her, and then picked her up like a child.

He walked to the bathroom, asked her to sit on his arm, squeezed out the toothpaste, held the toothbrush between his fingers like a cigarette, then picked up the empty cup and shook it, "Water."

Mu Jing looked at his effortless and charming move that made people unable to take their eyes away. He raised his hand and water suddenly appeared out of thin air.

When the cup was filled with water, Yin Ze asked, "Shall I help you wash it?"

Mu Jing tilted his head and thought for a moment, then got off him and opened his mouth to him, "Ah~"

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