The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 431 "Happy Chinese Valentine's Day"
Cheng Ci didn't care about these small resistances, he rubbed the other's soft cheek, "And then, baby."

The deep and magnetic voice gently rippling in the ear, the tip of Wu Zhi's ear turned red instantly.

Wu Zhi immediately pushed Cheng Ci's head away a lot, and said a little annoyed, "Do you still want to sleep?"

Cheng Ci blinked, obediently kept that little distance, and asked again, "And then, Zhizhi."

After changing her name, Wu Zhi felt much less stressed.

"Nangong Sixiao committed suicide again. This time she bit her tongue and killed herself. Weiruo rushed to heal her personally. Well, the smell of blood was stronger. I felt a little dizzy, and I had a migraine..."

When Wu Zhi thought of Weiruo, she felt a cool breeze blowing over her body, and she felt more comfortable and refreshed in an instant.

The speech was naturally calm and gentle.

Cheng Ci narrowed his eyes, and leaned his head towards Wu Zhi again, this time no matter how much Wu Zhi pushed her, she refused to move.

Wu Zhi had nothing to do with naive people, so she continued, "We sat in the teahouse for an afternoon, and I came back."

Cheng Ci's tone was gentle but affirmative, "What did you talk about?"

Wu Zhi hesitated for a moment, "There is nothing to talk about."

Cheng Ci distanced herself slightly from her, and then half propped up her body, leaning her whole body oppressively on top of Wu Zhi, her extremely beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, like a tiger disguised as an innocent kitten.

Wu Zhi was stunned for a moment, and when her gaze touched the other party, an imperceptible surprise flashed across her.

Because of the large range of movements, the top three buttons of Cheng Ci's pajamas were undone, revealing a chest that was as white as jade and full of power. Hormonal abs and mermaid lines.

Cheng Ci is a typical type who looks thin when he is dressed, and has flesh when he takes off his clothes. His well-defined abdominal muscles are just like himself, hidden deep.

During the day, Cheng Ci is cold and abstinent, full of dignity and alienation, like a banished fairy, people dare not approach.

Cheng Ci at night... is flirtatious, lustful, and seductive.

Who can stand this?
Anyway, Wu Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, in order to avoid her own nosebleed, she decisively pulled the quilt to cover her eyes.

At the same time, I thought to myself that I didn't see anything.

Cheng Ci was taken aback by her actions, thinking that she was scaring people, and immediately changed from a big cat to a kitten.

"Zhizhi? Baby?"

Wu Zhi's cheeks were hot, and she made up her mind to let him scream but not to speak.

When Cheng Ci's voice is soft, it's no different from Ji Ji's acting like a baby, and it's just that Wu Zhi can't refuse.

Cheng Ci is not the season after all, after shouting a few times, he pulled away Wu Zhi's quilt forcefully and gently while being pitiful and obedient.

"You can't ignore me."

The moonlight was blocked by Cheng Ci, and the darkness concealed the fact that the girl was blushing.

Wu Zhi swallowed, no matter how hot her face was, her voice was soft and calm.

"I didn't ignore you, Wei Ruo... told me, you...you established the base so quickly because you were looking for me. In your last life...you did establish the southern base a little later."

Cheng Ci quickly understood what the other party was thinking.

He didn't even ask Wu Zhi, why are you sad, why are you blaming yourself.

Cheng Ci sighed softly, "At that time...it was really difficult."

Wu Zhi's heart twitched, and she almost didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of the other party, she was afraid that the familiar disappointment and blame would appear in the other party's eyes.

Just like back then, the look her father showed to her when she was young.

However, before she could say sorry, the other party pressed down lightly, with serious eyes.

"But the most difficult thing is not the despair of being in a desperate situation and no one to support, not the slander and ridicule that are out of tune, but the endless thoughts and regrets."

Wu Zhi looked at him, startled.

Cheng Ci's dark and deep eyes were as dim as if no amount of dazzling light could light them up.

"Wu Zhi, did I not tell you that I miss you very much, thinking about you day and night, thinking over and over again, thinking about you all the time."

"Actually, it's not just me, we are all of them. That's why everyone works so hard."

"But in fact, it is also because of you that we have achieved what we are today."

"Nothing is eternal. The memory of the previous life will change, and I like you will change, but if it becomes better or worse, how do you know?"

"Don't blame yourself. I don't tell you about the past with them, just because I'm afraid that you will think wildly."

Cheng Ci chuckled, "I have a sentence to complete."

"The memory of the last life will change, because you are Nangong Wuzhi not 'Nangong Wuzhi', and I like you will change, because I like you and I love you."

Wu Zhi was a little dazed, it was as if she had played the vertical roller coaster, the parrot roller coaster and the 360-degree rotating roller coaster all over again.

Mood ups and downs.

Then she looked at Cheng Ci for a second, lifted the quilt and buried herself.

Cheng Ci was stunned for a moment, and then the laughter escaped from his throat without restraint, rippling in the room.

Wu Zhi's cute act of hiding herself made him really like it, and he regretted that he couldn't dig it out earlier.

He started to pull Wu Zhi's quilt with a smile in his voice, "Don't make yourself boring."

Wu Zhi hid in the bed and touched the tips of her ears, feeling that she was too easy to deceive, if she had known, she would not have come here to sleep with Cheng Ci!
Cheng Ci laughed for a while, "Stop making trouble, it's time to sleep, come out Zhizhi."

Wu Zhi was almost covered in sweat from being bored by herself, so she lifted the quilt, and the person beside her immediately pressed her up.

Cheng Ci kissed her tenderly and with irresistible force, making her forget to think about other irrelevant things.

The temperature in the room suddenly rose, and a bell rang somewhere in the distance, one after another, and at the last sound, Cheng Ci buttoned up the neckline of Wu Zhi's collarbone.

With a hoarse and deep voice with barely steady self-control, "Zhi Zhi, happy Qixi Festival."

Wu Zhi buried her face in his pillow, breathing quickly and calmly.

Cheng Ci felt that the fire on his body was about to set him on fire, and seeing Wu Zhi's exposed fragile nape, Cheng Ci's dense kisses fell down again.

Things gradually approached in an uncontrollable direction, Wu Zhi sniffed, and pressed the other party's wanton hand.

"A Ci, I have a present for you."

Hearing the word gift, Cheng Ci woke up instantly, broke free from the overwhelming possessive greed, and patted the opponent's back lightly with his palm.

Like putting a child to sleep.

When Wu Zhi's rapid breathing calmed down, he hugged the person through the quilt and asked, "What gift?"

Wu Zhi smiled softly in the other's hidden expectant eyes, and then suddenly bit his collarbone.

Hearing Cheng Ci's muffled snort, she immediately felt relieved.

Cheng Ci's eyes darkened, he stretched out his hand to touch his collarbone, his fingertips felt a little red, he laughed and said, "Zhizhi, next time I will bite on my mouth."

Wu Zhi glared at him with misty eyes, and then took out the gray scarf that was barely finished in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)