The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 33 Voice control, face control, hand control clavicle control... She has full control!

This statement is misleading.

Yang Yayin also misunderstood this meaning, thinking that Cheng Ci was talking about Wu Zhi as his person, the atmosphere immediately cooled down, and Cheng Ci hurried away, "If you want to talk about the incident just now, then My answer is always the same, I can't lead you, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Yang Yayin's face was embarrassed for a moment, and then she returned to her natural state, "Ci, think about it carefully, and give me an answer tomorrow."

Cheng Ci didn't even give her a look.

Yang Yayin had no choice but to look at Wu Zhi before leaving.

After the people left, Wu Zhi yawned, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, like a lazy and noble kitten, "Where do you sleep tonight?"

She saw the quilt on the ground.

Cheng Ci leisurely finished blowing her hair before saying, "Sleep on the floor, just in case of any accident."

Seeing Wu Zhi's hesitation, he said again, "You often have a fever in the middle of the night, Yang Yayin is unreliable, and Fan Yuyu needless to say."

Wu Zhi rolled her eyes, "Fan Yuyu?"

Cheng Ci told her what happened after the third-level zombie was defeated. As for Fan Yuyu's malice towards Wu Zhi, he paused, but he still didn't do anything to speak ill of others behind his back.

Wu Zhi nodded after understanding, thinking that if this was the case, Fan Yuyu would be her savior, and she would be given the marrow washing method tomorrow.

Cheng Ci briefly told her about Yang Yayin's identity and the extra people tonight.

"The Yang family, the Cheng family, the Duan family and the Ouyang family are the four major families. This time there is a child from the Ouyang family, who is of average character. The other three are soldiers. There is no need to know more about it."

Wu Zhi nodded and yawned again, "I'm sleepy, good night."

Cheng Ci covered her with a quilt, with a smile in his eyes, "Good night."

Wu Zhi turned her back to Cheng Ci who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, the drowsiness just now flew away suddenly, and the drowsiness was gone.

There was a small movement behind him, and after a while there was silence, Wu Zhi turned over with difficulty, listening to Cheng Ci's breathing, and looked at him by the moonlight.

Looking at it, I stared at his hand. It was white and well-articulated, slender and long. At first glance, it looked like a hand playing the piano. Wu Zhi was in full control, voice control, face control, hand control, clavicle control, leg control, control of her. Well, Cheng Ci is simply based on her aesthetics and has all the advantages.

Now the pair of hands folded on the chest showed a few cracks, and several thin cuts were cut. Wu Zhi stared at those wounds for a long time. Dress up.

After another half an hour, sleepiness struck, and Wu Zhi fell asleep lying on the side of the bed without any image, her head was turned aside, and the quilt was lifted to reveal her delicate collarbone.

Cheng Ci opened his eyes the moment she fell asleep, exhaled lightly, glanced sideways at the bed, and helplessly covered her with the quilt before falling into a deep sleep.

On a quiet night, drowsy, Yang Yayin downstairs looked at the trousers in the closet, and finally picked out a white skirt with lotus leaves, a small black suspender on the top, and a milky white silk jacket on the outside. Wu Zhi, she found out the clavicle chain and earrings that she hadn't worn since the end of the day.

The darkness outside was the same as her current heart, with no light in sight.

"Cheng Ci, why did you find someone else?" Yang Yayin murmured to herself, her eyes welling up, "It's just a little lover, how can the Nangong family be worthy of a member of the four major families?"

It's just for fun, I guess it's because she wasn't feminine enough in the past, look at that Wu Zhi, she's so soft, her voice is soft and waxy, do men like this kind of weak woman?
Yang Yayin bit her lip, becoming Cheng Ci's person had almost become her obsession.

Outside the door, Ouyang Yunfeng was leaning against the wall, listening to the unknown murmur, his eyes were cold, Fan Yuyu came out softly, took his hand, and asked curiously, "Yunfeng, why are you here?"

The tip of Ouyang Yunfeng's tongue was pressed against the palate, the coldness in his eyes had not subsided, he looked straight into her eyes, and chuckled nonchalantly, "Are all the girls of the Fan family obsessed with men like you?"

Fan Yuyu let go of her hand and looked at him in disbelief. He was the one who flirted with her this afternoon, but now he said that she was wooing him?
"What do you mean! My Fan family is one of the Eight Great Families, and you Four Great Families don't bully you whenever you want!" Fan Yuyu bit her lip and said with red eyes.

Ouyang Yunfeng looked at her, and under her implicitly expectant eyes, he raised his lips, "Get lost."

Fan Yuyu's breath became short of breath, she took a deep look at him, turned around and went back to the room, the door was closed with a loud bang, Ouyang Yunfeng's eyes instantly became gloomy, and she hurried back to the room, cursing a fool inwardly.

In the night, there was the sound of the door opening and closing.

The night passed with such ups and downs.

Yang Yayin purposely went out during breakfast time. A woman wearing a skirt and a woman wearing trousers have quite different auras. Yang Yayin's all-white outfit softened her aura a lot. The eyes of Zhou Xiao and the three of them flickered. , Ouyang Yunfeng also stared blankly, this woman looks pretty good-looking.

Yang Yayin smiled lightly, making Zhou Xiao and the men a little confused, and whispered together, "Did Miss Yang be stimulated?"

Yang Yayin's smile cracked for a moment, and Ouyang Yunfeng laughed out of shame, "Hahaha, why is Miss Yang becoming a woman too?"

Yang Yayin looked at Zhou Xiao and the others with a dark face, "It seems that the training in the team is not enough, and everyone will practice for an extra hour in the future!"

"Cough! Ms. Yang, Zhou Xiao said it all. I think you look very good-looking today!"

Yang Yayin smiled, "That means I was not good-looking before?"

An Wenyi died.

"Haha, of course Miss Yang is so beautiful every day! You see they can't talk!" Kong Xu laughed.

"Oh? Then Miss Fan or I, who looks better?"

Fan Yuyu just opened the door. She was also wearing a white dress, following the literary and artistic route, with smoky eyebrows and red lips, she looked very pitiful.

Kong Xu was dumbfounded in an instant, what did he say?
Yang Yayin gritted her teeth secretly, "Give this lady extra training! You can't eat until you complete the task!"

"Yo, Miss Yang, what happened so early in the morning?"

Duan Rufeng's gentle voice came from upstairs, and the people downstairs raised their heads when they heard the sound, and the first thing that caught their eyes was Wu Zhi in red and shorts.

Pure and charming, the red dress made Wu Zhi's charm overwhelm her innocence, making her skin like snow, and those black eyes looked at the people below, so clear, and the most lovely thing was those beautiful legs, which hit the eyeballs directly.

The most important thing is that she was hugged by Cheng Ci!
The three of Kong Xu unconsciously showed some respect to this girl, and lowered their eyes.

Wu Zhi smiled sweetly in Cheng Ci's arms, "Miss Yang, Miss Fan, everyone, good morning, first time meeting, I am Nangong Wu Zhi."

"Miss Nangong, I'm Kong Xu, this is An Wenyi, and this is Zhou Xiao."

"Little beauty, my master is Ouyang Yunfeng."

Wu Zhi looked over, Ouyang Yunfeng, who was wearing flamboyant pink pants and a colorful shirt, raised her eyebrows and smiled evilly.

Ouyang from the four major families, looking at this person's temper, he is also a favorite in the family, right?

As for Fan Yuyu, the Eight Great Masters flashed through Wu Zhi's mind.

The Fan family, the Yun family, the Chen family, the Zhou family, the Li family, the Duanmu family, the Xiao family and the Nangong family are not among the eight great families, with the Nangong family at the bottom and the Fan family at the top.

(End of this chapter)