When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 801

When Liang Bing came to the next room, she found that Ying Zheng was idly watching the video tape, and that kind of demeanor made Liang Bing feel a little familiar for a while.

Liang Bing, who closed the door casually, walked to Ying Zheng who was leaning on the bed, tilted his head and pondered for a moment before thinking about where the instant familiarity came from.

Ying Zheng's posture at this time is similar to her usual posture when she reads some unknown 'novels', and even has similarities with Keisha.

Just that possible?There is still a difference between gods and kings.

"You still watch such a love drama with almost no brains?" Liang Bing leaned against the head of the bed imitating Ying Zheng's appearance while speaking, and even stretched his legs in a 'naughty' way, as if to compete with Ying Zheng Long and short, of course, the more purpose may be to attract Ying Zheng's attention.

"It's boring, don't you often see jokes that are not funny at all." Ying Zheng's eyes moved along Liang Bing's straight legs to her chest, and then shifted to the one with pure and seductive pretty face.

"So, we are a natural couple." Liang Bing twitched her brows, and her sly expression damaged the purity of her face a little.

"You're wrong about that," Ying Zheng said.

"Did I say something wrong? Where did I go wrong?" Liang Bing asked.

"I can't belong to anyone," Ying Zheng said.

"But anyone can belong to you, isn't it?" Liang Bing imitated Ying Zheng's tone and said, but just after she finished speaking, she laughed, the smile was beautiful, the smile was choppy, and the white and crazy smile on her chest It trembled, as if it had become the most dangerous black hole in the universe, enough to attract anyone's attention.

After a long time.

"Which TV series did you see this in? I find that you are getting more and more interesting." Liang Bing covered her trembling chest, leaned on Ying Zheng's shoulder, and said out of breath.

"Then what TV series are you watching now?" Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to lift Liang Bing's jaw, looking straight into those eyes that belonged to the devil.

"Now? I was watching a TV series about vixen." Liang Bing let Ying Zheng lift his chin, and said charmingly.

"Fox spirit?"

"Yes, a story about a nine-tailed fox." Liang Bing slowly lowered her head as she spoke, and put Ying Zheng's fingers on her chin into her mouth, her soft and mischievous tongue was beating, teasing and tempting her The goal.

"Nine-tailed fox? I have raised a few." Ying Zheng said.

"Then you don't care about raising another one, do you?" Liang Bing jumped over and turned the two parallel straight lines into two coincident straight lines.

"My family is very big, not to mention raising another one, even raising a group is more than enough." Ying Zheng said, his palm had already stretched out to Liang Bing's waist.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Liang Bing grabbed Ying Zheng's palm and hid it in the heart-shaped opening on his chest. The temptation of angels and demons was clearly presented in Ying Zheng's chest. Between the square inches of the palm of the government.

"The sound insulation effect of your hotel is not very good." Next door, Angel Yan, who took a simple shower, was sitting on the window sill in shorts and a T-shirt. With a slight movement of his delicate ears, he had already heard all the movement next door.

"I think it's not bad, but when this hotel was built, it was prepared for people, not for gods, and it didn't take into account that this situation would happen today." Du Qiangwei said, lying sideways on the bed.

"What's the situation today?"

"There is a god who likes to listen to the corner." Du Qiangwei, who was rarely relaxed, said with a smile.

"I'm not a god, I'm just an angel." Angel Yan smiled lightly, but there was no trace of embarrassment.

"Angels are gods in our understanding." Du Qiangwei said.

"Gods also need to have life. You imagine God is too complicated. You must know that God has a long life. If you don't have enough love for life, wouldn't this long life be too boring? Humans cherish life because life is short, and gods also cherish life because life is long." Angel Yan said.

"This is the first time I've heard of it. I thought you guys don't care about time at all? After all, you have too much time." Du Qiangwei said with surprise on her face.

"We have a lot of time, but time and life are not a concept."

"I seem to want to get to know you all again." Du Qiangwei said.

"It's not us you want to get to know again, but yourself." Angel Yan stretched his waist and said.

"Myself?" Du Qiangwei asked in surprise.

"Now you are also a god to some extent."

"God? I'm not yet, maybe never will be." Du Qiangwei said disappointedly.

God's thinking is different from human's. Du Qiangwei is very clear about this. Although she admires the power of God, she doesn't necessarily want to be a God.

"The one next door, do you understand?" Angel Yan said hesitantly, but still asked his own question.

"Did you mean Liang Bing, or Ying Zheng?" Du Qiangwei asked.

"Liang Bing has a lot of secrets, I don't want to know yet."

"That's Ying Zheng." Du Qiangwei said, with a thoughtful look on her face.

"Why, don't even your people know your own people?" Angel Yan said unexpectedly.

"There are too many people." Du Qiangwei said, "You said before that you came to find him?"

"Yes, the things left by Queen Kaisha are likely to be on him, and those things are very important to the angelic civilization, and they must not fall on outsiders."

"Who is this outsider you speak of?"

"Demons, Taotie, Lie Yang, and even you people on Earth." Angel Yan said bluntly.

"If that's the case, things might be a little troublesome. I also don't know much about him." Du Qiangwei said.

"Before, I thought I had enough information about him, but when I got in touch with him, I realized that it was just my self-righteous understanding." Du Qiangwei said.

"It's really troublesome, take your time, I can't guarantee anything else, at least I can guarantee that those enemies can't achieve their goals." Angel Yan pondered.

"Then it's not something I can think about." Du Qiangwei said with her eyes slightly closed, as if she had already felt a little sleepy.

"Hey, listen, what is the meaning of the voice next door?" Angel Yan suddenly smirked.

"What did you say?" Du Qiangwei said blankly, compared to Angel Yan, who has a long life span of 7000 years, Du Qiangwei is still immature and cute.

"Her voice is both excited and depressed. The excitement is her mood, and the depression is because of her body. This position should be..." Angel Yan said and put his two palms together.

Du Qiangwei understood in an instant, her face turned red, and she turned over immediately, not caring about the female hooligan anymore.

(End of this chapter)