Chapter 79 Doomsday Paradise (17) Jealousy of "Myself"
Yan Jinyue was fished out of the water and greedily sucked in oxygen.
The clown held her face, admiring the color she was dyed by him at this moment.
The corners of the eyes were wet and red, the eyes were misty and moist, and the blush on the cheeks was like a drunken one. The lips are fuller, glowing with a gorgeous color, and are enchanting.
Her candy-colored long hair is messy and lingering, draped over her snow-white shoulders, covering her face, making her look like she is holding a pipa and half-covering her face.
So cute.
The clown smiled and couldn't help but kiss the corner of her lips.
Yan Jinyue pushed him and said dissatisfied: "I'm really tired."
The man easily grabbed her hand, crossed his fingers, and stared straight at her, affectionately and tenderly.
This is a look that the clown has never seen before. He usually only has a fierce look, but how can he be so gentle.
Life these days is leisurely and comfortable, but there is also another kind of fatigue.
The clown no longer goes out to kill people, nor does he create new ghosts. This is a good thing and is very friendly to outside players. But he went crazy again in another area and caught her alone to tease her.
Yan Jinyue didn't understand. Wasn't the clown a "Liu Xiahui" before? No matter how much she acted coquettishly or flirted with him, he was indifferent. Even when he asked her to put on a maid outfit, he just asked her to clean the house.
She thought it was because he was emotionally inexperienced.
After not seeing him for a few days, it was as if he had been opened up to Ren and Du. He was not only straightforward, but also crazy.
It's not like Baizhu underwater. Anyway, he will indulge her immediately when she complains of tiredness.
"Inferior to whom?" The man said in a dangerous tone.
Only then did Yan Jinyue realize that he had been confused and couldn't speak his mind, so he spoke out what was in his heart.
"Did you hear it wrong?" She pretended to be innocent, "I said Baizhu was great, and I said you are so amazing, so amazing."
So perfunctory.
"Haha——" The man coolly blew the air.
Yan Jinyue swallowed and hurriedly took the initiative. Only then did the darkness on the man's face lessen.
He has not put any paint on his face recently, his handsome face is fully revealed, and his complexion is as cold and white as frost.
Because of emotion, the sharp corners of his eyes were also stained with a little rouge. The crow-green black eyelashes are slightly drooped, and the black eyes are bottomless, inviting people to explore.
Although he is always fierce and occasionally shows a murderous look, this man is really seductive.
Yan Jinyue kissed his Adam's apple, obviously trying to please him.
The man pinched her cheeks with both hands, "Tell me, who do you like more?"
He narrowed his eyes and questioned.
Here it comes, a necessary part of every copy - being jealous of "oneself".
Yan Jinyue is very experienced in this. If two people are present, this is an unsolvable problem, because whether you choose one or say "like them both" will cause a violent storm;
But if only one person is there, just say that person is there. The other person doesn’t know anyway.
"Of course it's you." She arched her eyebrows, "I like you the most."
The little girl's voice was crisp, sweet, and lazily moistened by the rain.
"Well, you have good taste."
The clown raised the corners of his lips and decided to temporarily forgive her previous "nonsense". By the way, through induction, he mocked the other "self" just like the other person did to him before.
Only when you feel the jealousy and other complex emotions on the other side can you be satisfied.
So what if you get there first?
What she likes most is not me!
Men who are not crazy are still very cute.
His colorful short hair is a bit messy, with upturned hair in some places. Coupled with his proud expression, he looks a bit like a wolfdog being praised by its owner. It must be pretentious but inevitably starts wagging its tail.
Yan Jinyue couldn't help but ruffle his hair. The man was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his head to facilitate her movements.
The picture becomes very warm, like a calm lake. The sun shines down, and the clear blue water is plated with golden light.
At least, that was until he carried her to the room. After arriving in the room, the originally calm lake surface once again stirred up water.
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Although her life was absurd, Yan Jinyue did not miss Shu. She still remembered that the "Princess" Baishu was in the water, waiting for her, the "knight", to save her.
One afternoon, while watering the newly planted roses in the flower room on the first floor, she mentioned this to the clown.
"He... actually thought of it?" The clown suddenly lowered his eyelashes.
"He said you were the only one who could get him out."
"Me?" The clown sneered, "He is trapped in a cocoon, what does it have to do with me."
Yan Jinyue hugged his waist and rubbed in his arms, "He is a Baishu, and you are a Baishu, how come it has nothing to do with you. You are the same person."
The man lifted her chin and rubbed it with his fingertips, his eyes dim and unclear, "Baby, do you know why that 'I' was imprisoned underwater?"
Yan Jinyue shook his head in confusion.
"Because..." He pushed the broken hair on her temples behind her ears with his fingers, pinched the base of her ears, leaned forward, and said, "I won't tell you."
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Yan Jinyue's eyes widened in shock, and she slapped him angrily.
The man's laughter rose from his throat. He grabbed her hand and kissed her from the fingertips like peeled onions to the palm of her hand.
She wanted to retract her hand, but was pulled tighter, sparks burning all the way up.
Her eyelashes raised tremblingly, and she looked into his moist black eyes. She was burned by the direct heat in them and bit her lower lip.
"Don't bite."
His fingertips touched the teeth mark, and his black eyes suddenly darkened.
He grabbed her chin and pressed his handsome face down.
The thin lips captured hers accurately, easily passing through the checkpoints and conquering her violently.
Yan Jinyue gripped the corner of his clothes hard, her fingertips turning white.
The double rose on the side swayed, with pink petals stacked in layers. Just after pouring water, the crystal water drops swayed, fell, soaked through the clothes piled on the ground, and disappeared without a trace.
When it was all right, the clown bit her ear and said in a jealous and helpless tone: "Okay, I'll tell you how to save him."
"Go back to the amusement park and play with all the facilities, and you will get what you want."
Although she didn't understand why, the clown probably wouldn't lie to her. However, there seemed to be some ghost guardians in those facilities. Although they would not take the initiative to attack, they were extremely powerful. I had encountered a few by mistake before, and they were very difficult to deal with.
"Then, will you help me?" She opened her hazy eyes.
"Baby, you..." He laughed hoarsely, teasingly and wickedly, "What a beautiful thought."
"I look beautiful, why can't I think beautiful too?"
She said of course.
The clown thought for a while and realized that she seemed to be right, so he smiled even more exaggeratedly.
"But I don't want him to come out." He said forcefully, "I wish he would never come out. Only I can have you."
No one else can.
Even if that person is himself.
By the artificial lake, the wind was howling, the water in the pool was swelling, the willow trees were uprooting, and their branches were dancing like a group of demons.
Someone asked in surprise: "What's going on?"
Another person replied: "Could it be that... the big BOSS is coming out?"
"That's the clown, he's so strong!"
"This is not certain, it is possible..."
"There are stronger ghosts."
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