Chapter 163 Death Sentence (4) Absurd Mission
The windows were closed and the cold wind stopped suddenly.
As soon as Xie Louwu entered, he took off her coat and put it aside. His hands went down her shoulders until he pinched her waist. He picked her up by the waist and kissed her while walking towards the bed... …Oh no, it’s a coffin.
Yan Jinyue couldn't help but push his chest and complained: "Do you have any evil intention to design the bed into a coffin?"
The man grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips. His laughter was low and muffled, which was very confusing. "I didn't design it intentionally, it was automatically generated by this copy."
Yes, Xie Louwu is her lover, her complete lover, so he has all the memories.
"But you are not the 'god' inspired by the gods. The big boss of this dungeon is also you. If it is not created according to your ideas, what is it?" Yan Jinyue narrowed his eyes and questioned.
Xie Louwu rubbed the girl's soft cheek wantonly and smiled: "The big boss of this dungeon is the God of Death, not me. I'm just a messenger."
"Haha——" Yan Jinyue was speechless, with a look on his face, "Do you think I will believe it?" "You are the messenger, and you are also the god of death."
"Nothing can be hidden from me, Jinyue." The man kissed the corner of her mouth, couldn't hold back, and deepened the kiss.
Yan Jinyue felt dizzy. After being let go, he didn't forget to ask: "Wait a minute, your copy will be split into two!"
Haven't we already collected all the fragments? Why do we need two more?
The man paused, his eyes suddenly darkened, he pressed her lips hard with his fingertips, and said quietly: "It seems that Jinyue prefers us together?"
"Of course not!" Yan Jinyue's heart rang with alarm bells, and he quickly expressed his stance, "I'm tired of having to deal with two at a time."
She rubbed his chest, hummed and acted coquettishly, she was so well-behaved that it made people's hearts melt.
Xie Louwu chuckled, pinched her face again, and asked deliberately: "So Jinyue means that you dislike me for having so many clones?"
"No!" Yan Jinyue raised her head and glared at him in embarrassment. How come he was setting traps for her everywhere so that she could say nothing wrong.
The man was amused by her resentful expression and laughed even more. He took advantage of the victory and said, "Jinyue is not this, nor is that. What on earth is that?"
"Could it be that Jinyue doesn't like me at all, so..." He covered his heart, his face was hurt, and his cold and handsome face had a fragile beauty, like a sick beauty who had been let down.
The corners of Yan Jinyue's eyes twitched. This man was so good at acting that she, the little green tea, was ashamed of herself, but she just did this.
"As long as it's you, I like it all." She kissed him hard on the lips with a very serious tone, "No matter it's you, or your fragments, and no matter how many fragments you have, as long as it's you, I like it. ”
"Is this okay?" The girl put her hands on her hips helplessly.
Xie Louwu looked at her seriously, and after hearing her words, he couldn't help but kiss her again.
She always says what suits him best.
However, he still said deliberately: "If Jinyue likes the two of them, then there is nothing I can do about it. I will never be separated again now."
"In this world, there is only me, and there is only one god of death and one messenger."
The wind and snow were raging outside the window, and the heat was steaming inside.
The way young men and women express their love is to be straightforward and magnanimous, with external touch and proximity reaching direct soul fusion and union.
However, perhaps the influence of this dungeon was too strong. Yan Jinyue was already weak physically, and it was even worse now. She soon became tired.
"So, why do you want to enter the dungeon?" Yan Jinyue didn't want to raise his hands, "Isn't it nice to be outside?"
This question put Xie Louwu in a difficult position. He chose to join the dungeon because he wanted to make up for the fact that his fragments had accompanied her on various fantasy adventures before. But with the little girl's lazy look, he felt helpless as if he had "shot himself in the foot."
"I'll just come." That's all he could say. After all, the water was almost in the canal and the wood was almost in the boat, so he couldn't help it.
"Then hurry up." Yan Jinyue urged, his eyelids lazily closed, not noticing that the man's face had become gloomy.
He looked at the girl's rosy cheeks, but he had no choice but to indulge, gritting his teeth: "Okay, I'll try my best." "Yeah." The girl was very satisfied.
Finally, things came together, and Yan Jinyue fell asleep from exhaustion.
Xie Louwujun's face was tense, and he picked her up resignedly and walked to the bathroom to help her clean. In the process, she accidentally woke her up and was patted, but not hard: "I'm sleeping."
A vivid expression of what it means to be pampered.
He didn't eat enough. Even though he held her in his arms, Xie Louwu felt unhappy and thought about how to coax her in the future.
An important issue now is that the settings of this copy will interfere with her and make her already lazy even lazier.
The setting of this dungeon is interesting. He really wants to play with her, but he doesn’t want to leave, but...
"Well -" the little girl finally woke up, stretched out, and looked at him with still sleepy eyes, "Are you awake?"
"Sleeping." Xie Louwu said helplessly, "By the way, Jinyue, you seem to have forgotten one thing."
"What?" Yan Jinyue blinked, a little confused.
"Your mission." The man held a piece of paper in his slender fingertips, "Well, there is also your ID card."
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
He raised his chin and pointed at the pitiful cards discarded on the ground.
Yan Jinyue's downed brain began to revive. He patted his brain and said "Oh," "I did forget it. It's all your fault. I was so confused."
She climbed out of the coffin first... Although this sentence is a bit scary, it is documentary literature.
She bent down to pick up the card from the ground and read the identification information on it.
"Troublemaker, your ability is... to write love poems?!" She rubbed her eyes, unable to believe that her ability could be so outrageous and useless.
"You smoked this yourself." The man spread his hands.
Yan Jinyue narrowed her eyes at him, snorted, and pulled off the task card from his fingers.
This time, her eyes were wider and wider, and she was stunned for a long time.
Because the three tasks written on the card were each more absurd than the last... The first one was better, a daily task that asked her to select a participant every day and learn about their story and innermost desires.
But the second one started to get ridiculous——
Those who are lazy among the seven deadly sins must overcome your laziness and insist on exercising for two hours every day, otherwise, the God of Death will punish you for your sins.
The third one is even more outrageous. As a bard, you should use your talents to write a love poem for Death every day.
Yan Jinyue put down the card, looked at the "God of Death" who appeared very frequently, speechlessly, and sneered:
"Is this really not your intention?"
"How could it be?" The man looked innocent, "These are all generated from copies and have nothing to do with me."
"Really?" Yan Jinyue came closer and looked directly at him seriously.
"Of course." Xie Louwu smiled openly... That's strange, he was obviously acting wantonly.
Yan Jinyue laughed in anger, but there was nothing he could do.
She compromised: "Okay, Lord Messenger, and Lord Death."
A young couple who love each other and are willing to give in to each other~
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