The Road to Slaying God

It was a long kiss, so long that both of them were tired before they parted.

Xiao Yiran frowned slightly, her sweet lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes closed lightly, she leaned limply on Zhang Yang's chest, panting lightly, not daring to look into Zhang Yang's eyes, there was a moment of silence in the private room.

Both of them seem to be deliberately maintaining this tranquility.

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

"Come with me." Zhang Yang bit Xiao Yiran's ear and said.

"No, my brother 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 was stunned, suddenly remembered Xiao Yuanxing's gloomy gaze, and couldn't help shivering.

"You know my brother?"

"Ahem... I heard..."

"Hee hee, don't be afraid, my brother is actually very good, he is very kind, he would not dare to kill a chicken, hee hee, every time I kill a chicken during Chinese New Year..." Xiao Yiran said of Xiao Yuanxing , seems very happy.

"..."

A chill ran down Zhang Yang's spine, kindness? It was the first time he heard someone say that Xiao Yuanxing was kind. In just a few days, Xiao Yuanxing already had four lives in his hands. Could such a person be kind? It is no exaggeration to describe Xiao Yuanxing as ruthless!

"Zhang Yang, I'm leaving, my brother has something to tell me, next time I will definitely accompany you, even all night!" Xiao Yiran's delicate dimples were flushed, she broke free from Zhang Yang's hand and stood up.

"Yiran, if I disappear, will you wait for me?" The delicate body in his arms left, Zhang Yang felt empty, staring blankly at the graceful back of Xiao Yiran walking to the door of the booth and suddenly asked.

"Why do you ask that?" Xiao Yiran was taken aback, looking at Zhang Yang with big eyes like autumn water.

"Answer me, if I suddenly disappeared, would you wait for me?" Zhang Yang's eyes seemed to be foggy, and he thought of Uncle Li and Aunt Fei.

Xiao Yiran walked back, bent down and gently kissed Zhang Yang's forehead.

"Zhang Yang, I know, you don't have confidence in yourself, believe in yourself, you are excellent, you are really excellent!" Xiao Yiran sighed and said: "Actually, I want to hate you too, but I can't hate you, The more I get in touch with you, the deeper I sink in, Zhang Yang, I have never felt this way, and I have never wanted to meet someone so much, do you know why I come here? Actually, I rarely come here before. Yes, I came here just to see you, I'm a girl, I want to save face, I know you like me, but you dare not date me, so I have to create opportunities for you, make public, I'm sure, I really I really like you, give yourself some confidence, don't feel inferior, understand?"

"Thank you!"

Zhang Yang's eyes were wet for a while, how much courage is needed for a girl to say these things, Zhang Yang's IQ is no longer comparable to that of ordinary people, naturally he knows that Xiao Yiran said these things to let him get rid of his inferiority complex.

"Fool, thank you! Go to bed early too, don't stay up all night, look at you, you look haggard, like a little old man..." Xiao Yiran gently tidied Zhang Yang's hair, and then avoided Zhang Yang Grasping the breast dragon claw hand, smiled sweetly, and left.

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

Hehe... Zhang Yang couldn't help but look at his hand with a smirk, and then touched his lips. Unexpectedly, he actually kissed the goddess in his dream. Remember, he even touched...

If Xiao Yiran saw Zhang Yang's wretched face at this time, she would absolutely have to reconsider whether she really liked this wretched-looking guy.

Looking at Xiao Yiran's QQ, Zhang Yang's voyeuristic desire was uncontrollable again, and immediately opened up Xiao Yiran's space.

"I've been a little upset recently, I can't fall asleep all the time, and I always think about that wretched-looking guy. I suspect that I really like him."

Seeing the word "wretched" in the diary, Zhang Yang sweated profusely, ignored this entry and continued to read.

"The feeling of missing someone is really strange. I'm out of my mind all day long. Hey, I actually fell in love with a peeping tom. Hmph, I'm still a nymphomaniac..."

"I don't know what that guy is busy with. People who can't see him all day can't guard him even if they come. He's mysterious and damn public. Next time I see you, I'll make you look good. Wait two days. If you don't come again, I will never ignore you..."

"Not here again..."

"It's been three days and I haven't come yet, Zhang Yang, I hate you so much, I won't talk to you anymore!"

"Give him another chance for a week. If it doesn't show up in a week, I swear, I really ignore him. Even if he knelt down and begged my aunt to ignore him, hum..."

...

Looking at these words, Zhang Yang couldn't help showing a warm smile on his face. He could imagine Xiao Yiran's cute and naive look like a little girl when she wrote these things. \u003cwaking up from a dream...

Looking at Xiao Yiran's diary, Xiao Yiran's mood followed Xiao Yiran's joy and joy, depression and depression. It seemed that seeing these words, the distance between the two became closer and closer.

Time was slowly passing by, and before he knew it, Zhang Yang had fallen asleep...

"Get up, get up..."

"Get up, get up..."

...

In the dream, it seemed that someone was shouting... In the dream, it seemed that I saw that pale face, those weird eyes again, and the fresh blood shooting out of the sky, like blooming flowers... I will wait for you below come...

Awesome!

Zhang Yang opened his eyes and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Fuck, you finally woke up, Xiao Na called you all night."

The earphones hanging next to the computer made a weak sound, and the little monk on the screen jumped up and down with a look of rage, holding a gleaming kitchen knife in his hand, as if he wanted to jump down and chop Zhang Yang a few times.

Glancing at the dazzling sunlight outside, Zhang Yang was stunned. Unexpectedly, he slept until noon again. It seems that he often sleeps in it recently. It seems that this habit needs to be changed. It's just that Zhang Yang doesn't know that for him in the days to come, sleeping has become a luxury.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Yang turned up the volume of the earphones. Obviously, it was Xiao Yiran who adjusted the physical volume control, otherwise, this little bald monk could definitely turn the volume to the maximum.

"Someone is going to kill you, and you still have two hours to escape. Hey, you and I are destined, and Buddha Du has a destined person. I have been calling you from four o'clock in the morning to two o'clock in the afternoon, and I have tried my best!" The little monk stopped waving the kitchen knife, sighed, and looked like he was saving all living beings.

[Brothers, let's see the God of Slaughter on the monthly ticket list of Overbearing No. 7...haha...]