Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 112: Sharing the same bed with someone else (20) Can’t say
Yan Jinyue thought that she should appropriately express her dissatisfaction with Yan Qi's half-human, half-snake form.

Otherwise, he always thought that she liked it very much, so that sometimes he was either forced to become that way, or had to "reluctantly" change in order to "satisfy" her.

Satisfy her!
Still barely enough!
She almost laughed out of anger.

But the man would always look at her innocently, "Wife, don't you like it?"

His appearance was elegant and handsome, his eyebrows and eyes were soaked in love, and his dark green vertical pupils were like turquoise washed by a clear spring, a clearness without any impurities.

The tiny black scales at the corners of the eyes also turned pink because of the emotion, gradually getting darker, bewitching the mind.

At this moment, he only needed to lower his head slightly and kiss her eyes and lips gently, and she would lose her mind and let him do whatever he wanted. It was not until the rain hit the banana leaves and the cherries fell that she sobbed uncontrollably and she regretted it.

But it was too late, it had already been soaked.

She accused him with tears in her eyes. A well-fed man would admit his mistakes, but he would not change.

"I'm sleepy and I really don't want to go to work." This was the only thought Yan Jinyue had when she woke up in the morning.

"Then I won't go."

Yan Qi was getting dressed, buttoning up her clothes one by one with her slender fingertips, slowly and methodically, and every frame of her movements was so beautiful.

The curtains were drawn open, and the sunlight streamed in, turning his black hair a soft chestnut color. In human form, Yan Qi was pure, elegant, and noble, a complete gentleman of elegance and refinement.

She thought of what the little white-haired boy had said in the ancient tomb - he lived for a hundred years, and that was the Republic of China period.

"That photo is of you, right?" Yan Jinyue was referring to the photo that was previously tucked inside an old book in his office.

Yan Qi was still confused until he heard her say, "You said it was your great-grandfather's."

"It's me." He didn't deny it.

Yan Jinyue pressed on: "You were still a human before, why did you become half human, half snake, and why does Baimao hate you so much?"

She didn't get out of bed, but just moved around in the quilt, her head tilted up, her big eyes full of anticipation.

Yan Qi smiled and ruffled her already messy hair, "Wife, it's still the same. I can't talk about this issue."

Still the same... These two questions, Yan Jinyue has been asking them almost every chance she gets these past few days, but the answers are always the same -

can not say.

"Oh, okay." Yan Jinyue wilted, and shrank into the quilt, curling herself up into a ball, leaving only a pair of watery amber eyes exposed.

Yan Qi lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead. "You continue to sleep. I'll make breakfast and put it in the microwave. You can get up whenever you want to eat. I have a seminar at noon today and won't be home for dinner. If you don't want to cook, order takeout or go out for dinner."

"Hmm." A muffled response came from under the quilt.

"Don't be lazy and skip meals."

"Promise not."

“Send me photos.”

"I know." Yan Jinyue crawled out of the "silkworm pupa" reluctantly. Her fair and tender face turned red because it was covered with dust. She yawned and tears came out of the corners of her eyes.

"My dear husband, since you are so worried about me, you might as well shrink me and put me in your pocket." She laughed.

"Do you think I don't want to?" The man pinched her face, gave her a scolding look, and then walked out of the bedroom.

Yan Jinyue lay back down again, with a fresh and pleasant scent and a little bit of warmth still on the pillow. She closed her eyes comfortably and fell into a half-asleep and half-wakefulness. Finally, she got up to eat breakfast because she was too hungry.

After dinner, she washed the dishes. Although Yan Qi told her to just put the dishes in the sink and wash them when he came back, she felt that she still had to contribute occasionally.

Yan Jinyue saw that the sun was shining brightly outside so she thought of going downstairs for a walk. However, as she arrived at the back garden of the community, she heard a noise.

The crowd was gathered together. She went in and saw that there was a cordon inside, and people coming and going were all in uniform.

"Why is there another one?"

"That's right, the serial killer wouldn't be in our neighborhood, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"But, both victims were found in our neighborhood this month..."

Yan Jinyue was more and more surprised as she listened, and she stopped someone and asked, "What did you say? The park where the victim was found last time is in our community?"

"Don't you know?" The man was also surprised when asked, "Although the property management deliberately suppressed it, this matter cannot be concealed. It has caused a lot of uproar in our community, and the number of security guards has been doubled."

"Is that so?" Yan Jinyue lowered her eyelashes and fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until someone patted her on the shoulder that she came back to her senses. She turned around and saw that it was He Manting. However, her expression today was quite gentle and normal, unlike before when she had been targeting and mocking.

"The players are having a meeting, do you want to join us?" Her tone was also indifferent, and she even forced a smile, but it was a fake one.

"Oh, okay." Yan Jinyue thought about it for a moment and agreed.

On the way to meet her with the others, He Manting said, "Although you are also a player, why don't I have your contact information?"

"Do you need contact information? Let's add one now?" Yan Jinyue took out her mobile phone.

"That's not what I meant." He Manting curled her lips. "Players will automatically add friends after entering the dungeon, and they will disappear after leaving the dungeon, but we don't have yours."

“Oh, maybe because I’m new.”

"Our newcomers before also added others."

"That could be a bug in the system. Maybe the creator of this game was too careless and set up the wrong program."

When Yan Jinyue said this, He Manting's expression suddenly became strange, full of fear and disbelief, as if she had said something horrible.

"What's wrong?" She was a little confused.

He Manting did not speak, but an exaggerated voice interrupted from the side: "How dare you slander the gods!"

"God can't make mistakes!"

"No one has to worship the gods!"

Yan Jinyue looked over and saw that they were several other players, and these words came from different people.

She blinked and said hesitantly: "Are you some kind of...cultist?"

Jiang Dongxu explained: "This world was created by 'God', and all of us players must respect God, otherwise..."

"Death." The last word was loud and clear.

Yan Jinyue pursed her lips, "Does what I did just now count?"

"I don't know." He Manting crossed her chest and snorted coldly, "You have to wait until you return to the world of 'Divine Revelation' to know whether the messenger of God comes to kill you."

Jiang Dongxu then explained what the "Divinely Revelatory" world and "God's Messenger" were, and Yan Jinyue frowned when she heard it.

"So, the cricket god will also be killed in the copy?" Yan Jinyue bit her lower lip.

"Not only that, if you disrespect the gods in your heart, you will also be killed."

It's over.

Yan Jinyue's eyes twitched, because just a second before he said this, she had just complained in her heart:
God is so stingy.