Super God Login: Start With Marvel

Early the next morning.

Zou Jin was awakened by a strand of blond hair that fell between the nose and mouth and brushed carelessly.

When you open your eyes.

The first thing I saw was Yan's shy but infinitely meaningful eyes.

At this moment, she was lying on her side.

Her pretty face is supported by arms that look like jade carvings in the sun.

What you breathe through your nostrils is the fragrance of your beautiful hair.

The almost spring-like fragrance that fills the room, due to the food entanglement last night, has a little more hormonal smell, but it is not unpleasant, on the contrary...

It also fascinates Zou Jin.

Seeing that Zou Jin was awake, he looked at the Lord with more and more fiery eyes.

Yan's cheeks turned redder unconsciously, resisting the inexplicable emotional surge, Yan tried to change the subject in a soft voice:

"My male god, tell me, should I obey your customs and call you a gentleman?"

Zou Jin has to admit that this old Siji can always fly the car at a very high speed without making a sound.

The gentleman who made a thousand turns of his voice......

Really seductive!

"Yanbao, I want to review last night's lesson more than that, what should I do?

That pretty face, which was becoming more and more blushing like a cloud, matched the eyes that were gradually flooded by water.

Let Zou Jin have to be honest with himself.

It is.

Smelling the scent that doesn't exist on Zou Jin's body, but is so real that it makes him fall.

Yan also began to gradually lose himself.

He only had time to protest in a low voice, 'Bah, that's not serious!' and was covered by Shin's pulled back quilt.

"Hey hey, Yanbao, call me daddy like yesterday..."

Waiting for the two to walk out of Yan's boudoir hand in hand.

The sun is already high in the clouds.

in the living room.

It caught Zou Jin's eyes.

They are four pairs of beautiful eyes that look like anger and resentment...

However, the faces of the Angels still had a suspicious blush that hadn't faded away.

no.

You blush with a bubble teapot!

Greeting with an awkward smile, Zou Jin suddenly remembered that it seemed like after the storm last night.

Yan just canceled that layer of sacred coding program, and I don't know...

Zou Jin, who pretended nothing happened, took a moment to look back...

Oh!

Fuck!

Yan obviously also reacted.

It seems that in the early morning that just passed, the reason for being too addicted...

So much so that she temporarily forgot that for the earth, no matter how strict the sound insulation means is, it is nothing to the Angel sisters outside the door!

At the moment's Yan, a pretty face was red from the neck to the ears.

An extreme sense of shame made Yan almost want to hide in the boudoir...

Then seal yourself until the end of time, never appear again

Happily.

A certain Pipixi, who doesn't think it's a big deal, is still fighting the fire:

"Yan, we Angel, we don't have the habit of calling the god's father! Are you out of your mind, friend?"

"Psst!"*3

then.

Only because of Pipixi's stabbing.

In the living room, only Mo Yi, Ah Zhui and Xiao Zhixin were left covering their mouths and snickering.

Plus a Pipixi with a little pride written all over his face.

As for her own Yanbao, she has already disappeared, so she has gone to the boudoir

No matter how thick-skinned he was, Zou Jin couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly changed the subject, intending to slip away:

"Well, the war has just ended, and I still have something to do, so I won't stay any longer, everyone, feel free..."

"Hey! Why are you opening a space black hole? Don't worry, explain to my sister, what is a good girl? Isn't Yan's age 7,000 years older than you? And... hey! Don't open it The black cavity of the space! You brat, dare to misidentify your daughter, you still...

Later words.

Zou Jin, who fell into the dark cavity, is it.

He knew that when Yan and himself were reviewing their homework, the nicknames for his male god were all given to the corner by the angels in front of him.

His pet name for Yan can never be ignored.

Unfortunately.

Pipixi's speech came too fast.

Zou Jin, who returned to his dormitory of the Super Seminary, resentfully said:

"It shows that you, Pipixi, have good ears and eyes! Fuck! Wait, I must drag Pipixi himself into the water in the future, so that you can also call him father together! Look at your duplication, how can you tease us in the future..."

definitely.

Plans belong to plans.

You still have to face reality.

Hurriedly communicating with Yan's private and secret communication, and not hurrying to comfort the dead Yan, Zou Jin doubts that Shang, this girl, will be able to shut herself up for more than 10,000 years.

"Cough, Yan Bao, are you okay?"

"...something happened, I...hmph, it's all your fault, you bastard!"

"Hey, it's not impossible, when the time comes, your male god will vent your anger on you, I promise!"

"What do you want to do? Is it possible to hang them up and beat them up?"

"It's not impossible..."

"Um?"

"Ahem, I mean, let them experience what you feel for themselves. I promise, they will never dare to tease you about it again!"

Yan, who buried himself in the quilt in the boudoir, turned dark.

Annoyed:

`"Bah! Experience it for yourself, don't think that my sister can't tell, you definitely want to open a harem!"

"Hey, that's really ugly, your male god is obviously thinking of you.

Although it is a strong word.

.........

Yazi, who has some small expectations for Mao......

If we all become real sisters in the future, then no one should laugh at anyone!

Eh!?

wrong!

This scoundrel obviously wants to open the harem more openly!

"You obviously want to open the harem, but you pretend to be thinking of me, Tang!"

"Cough, cough, what, Yan Bao, are you in a better mood?"

Hearing this, Yan in the boudoir was slightly taken aback.

The corners of the lips curled up unconsciously.

Not to mention, I really felt much better after joking around with this villain.

At least it won't be like the beginning, looking for life and death.

"Thanks......"

Hearing Yan's return to normal tone, Zou (Le Zhao's) Jin heaved a sigh of relief.

Judging from this thank you, Zou Jin doesn't need to worry, his own Yan Bao suddenly closed himself.

"As a thank you, if you think about it again, the idea just now is very constructive...

Yan:

Please return my mother's touch!

Falk!

A little ashamed, he turned off the dark communication, Yan squeezed his delicate fists, hugged the pillow and punched a few times.

It's as if you want to punch your fist hard in the face of some scumbag!

Some venting.

Yan really has no worries.

She definitely knows that her male god misses Xiao Jiujiu...

The perspectives of observing the universe in the past are all telling the same fact.

Whether it is a man or a god.

I usually eat what is in the bowl, but I don’t forget to stare at the pot with my mouth watering.

Especially his own male god.

He is still young.

There is no tempering of abstinence.

It is very correct to have such an idea.