The Return of The Lord God

When Bai Lixin woke up, it was already the next afternoon. During this time, the angel Qu Yasong occupied this body and went to the studio early in the morning.

The angel Qu Yasong and the devil Qu Yasong tossed Bailishin last night until the middle of the night before they stopped. The devil Qu Yasong wrapped Bailishin in his shirt and took him to the bathroom to take a shower. Then he carried him back to the room. rest.

He took Bailishin, which was full of strawberries, into his arms. In the quiet night sky, in the pitch-black house, there was the even breathing of the boy beside him. For some reason, the devil Qu Yasong was lying beside Bai Lixin, hugging this warm and thin body, and his heart was very peaceful. It seems that they have been together for a long time, so fit and familiar.

The violent emotions in his heart gradually eased, and the demon Qu Yasong yawned and fell into a deep sleep.

After he fell into a deep sleep, the angel Qu Yasong opened her warm and jade-like eyes.

Angel Qu Yasong glanced at the beautiful body with no strands on his side, and the feelings in his heart were indescribable.

This young man can arouse the demon Qu Yasong, but at the same time appease it. This young man can make his heart beat faster, but also make him feel warm and peaceful. This young man is amazing.

Countless images flew through his mind, including the quirky and quirky youth when they met for the first time, the little smugness when the youth kissed him, the hotness when the youth responded fiercely under him, and the shyness and shyness after the youth ended. Embarrassed.

In his heart, this young man was gradually rendered in color, like a most beautiful painting, deeply imprinted in his heart. He never knew that a person's character was so varied and attractive.

In the eyes of the angel Qu Yasong, everyone is a monotonous color, either black, white, blue, or yellow, and a single void lacks color. When he looked at the scenery outside, it was all empty white, like a piece of black and white simple strokes. Therefore, he has no feelings for anything, his expression is indifferent, his mind is calm and composed, like a pool of stagnant water.

It was not until the dream he had at the age of sixteen that he first felt bright and warm colors, so he painted that beautiful moment, and he fell in love with painting since then.

And today, many years later, he saw a colorful boy.

From this moment on, the angel Qu Yasong even felt that the black and white sketched landscapes around him were rendered in color, no longer empty and indifferent, and warm colors were slowly smeared from the scenery around the boy.

Angel Qu Yasong's calm eyes shone with dazzling light, he evoked a shallow smile, bowed his head and kissed the boy's hair reverently. Thank you, Venus in my heart.

The boy Xu was scratching his forehead a little, he groaned, his hoarse voice was **** and cute, like a snoring little black panther. The angel Qu Yasong couldn't help but widen his smile and looked at the young man indulgently.

The angel Qu Yasong has always been indifferent and isolated from the world. To put it nicely, it sounds like a fairy, but if it sounds ugly, it looks like a beautiful painting. Now when he smiles, even his brows have a charming look. He is so moving that it is almost impossible to find adjectives, and the world is eclipsed, as if any words to describe beauty are put on him and are not half as moving as what he shows.

Angel Qu Yasong smiled, put on a white shirt and black suit pants, and went to the studio.

Inspiration kept flashing and jumping in his mind, and now he can't wait to put the image in his mind on the paper.

The angel Qu Yasong would lose sleep and sleep as soon as he started to create, and it took him more than ten hours to stop this painting. When he pulled back his thoughts from the painting, he realized that it was almost sunset.

The angel Qu Yasong stood up immediately, and then remembered Bai Lixin, who had been tired all day yesterday. I don't know if the boy got up, whether he had eaten, or whether he was angry or resentful because of what happened yesterday.

Thinking of the last, he suddenly stopped. The boy must have resented him, right? The boy said that he has a boyfriend.

The angel Qu Yasong felt agitated for no reason. He rubbed his hair, threw the paintbrush and walked out the door of the studio.

Outside the painting room, the old butler was standing with his back straight.

The old butler's face is not very good now, he is holding a stack of things in his hand, and seeing the angel Qu Yasong finally walk out of the studio, he comes up to him and hands the things over and said, "Master, this is the hair of a gentleman who calls himself Joey. Come, say it's for you."

The old butler is an old member of the Stitchino family's assassination team. He is usually hidden and little known. After the young master left the mafia, the old master was worried about the young master, so he sent himself over and placed him in the Qu residence.

Seeing that the young master was growing up day by day, but he was still clean and alone, he, the eunuch, was almost bald in no hurry. Yesterday, the young master finally got his head back and brought it back, but he didn't expect to be the kind of person who has two feet on the boat.

The old butler had a sullen face, thinking about how to torture that young master Su to vent his anger for the young master.

The angel Qu Yasong was stunned, and just as he was about to frown, he heard a voice in his heart saying: "Take it, that's what I asked Joey to check, it's about our boyfriend and Zhao Yunhai."

The devil Qu Yasong conveyed a message from the bottom of his heart, and when he said the word "boyfriend", his tone was even more accentuated.

The devil Qu Yasong woke up a few hours ago, but the angel Qu Yasong, who was caught in the creation, was too concentrated, and he couldn't suppress it at all, so he had to stay in the depths of his soul aggrieved, but everything in the outside world was too concentrated. Perceiving it still knows.

So when the old housekeeper handed over the things, it was the first time that the devil Qu Yasong communicated with the angel Qu Yasong in such a friendly and peaceful way.

Angel Qu Yasong paused for a while, then reached out to take the things, replied "thank you" and left.

Watching the soulless young master leave, the old butler's face darkened even more. The young master has never been so reluctant before, it must be because of that young man named Su Ruo.

Master Su, you must not be sorry for our young master, otherwise, don't blame the old man for being impolite. Although the old man is old, he is still a veteran of the Mafia assassination team.

The angel Qu Yasong flipped through the documents while walking. Joey was very efficient. The task that the devil Qu Yasong had just arranged last night was completed in one night, and everything was detailed and clear. The photos and text were all available. !

In other words, the photos of the two of them having an affair clearly appear in the photos.

Looking at the two crazy people in the photo, the devil Qu Yasong sneered in his heart: I can't think of the pure college students you are optimistic about, and their style is so open. But the two of them seem to be our boyfriend and Su Qing's boyfriend, right? Is this cheating?

The angel Qu Yasong lowered his eyebrows and said indifferently in his heart: What right do we have to accuse these two people, what we did is more extreme and more beastly than them. Do you think we ourselves are any good people? Of the four, all three of us are guilty, and Su Qing is the most innocent.

The devil Qu Yasong was at a loss for words, but was actually blocked by the angel Qu Yasong.

After a while, the angel Qu Yasong said again: One is his elder brother who depends on each other, and the other is his intimate lover. How desperate would the young man be if he knew that he was betrayed by the two closest people? How will he accept this fact? Besides, his leg was injured, so now the teenager must not know what happened between them.

The devil Qu Yasong retorted: Fart, you plan to let Su Qing continue to be with that scumbag? Oh, if I occupy my body, I will let Joey kill him immediately, this young man is bound to win.

Qu Yasong paused at the door of Bailishin, and the angel Qu Yasong sneered, thinking: Do you think you are acting in an idol drama? Do you know how brutish we were last night? Our strong girl **** him! Compared to his brother and boyfriend, he probably hates us the most now, right? Do you still want to win? Have a little self-knowledge, now that we can get his forgiveness is good, don't think about anything else. What's the use of killing Zhao Yunhai? If you kill him, it will only make the young man more obsessed with him. Zhao Yunhai will become a cinnabar mole in the young man's heart, and he will become a person who cannot be surpassed by anyone. If you really want the young man to leave Zhao Yunhai, you might as well find someone to discredit him and let the young man see his true colors.

Angel Qu Yasong finished saying these words in the bottom of his heart, and suddenly stopped, his eyes were slightly startled, and he was a little stunned. And the devil Qu Yasong was also stunned. The two souls were silent for a long time before they said in unison: No way...

The angel Qu Yasong covered her heart and was shocked. His remarks just now, clearly should not be said by his character, but seems to be the remarks of the devil Qu Yasong, what is going on?

Angel Qu Yasong's heart was turbulent, and a guess appeared in his mind.

He shook his head, denying the conjecture. It can't be like that. These two souls have not been harmoniously coexisting after fighting with each other for more than ten years. How can they merge at this time?

While he was still shocked by this answer in his heart, he suddenly heard a painful low-pitched roar in Bailishin's room, and the angel Qu Yasong was startled and quickly opened the door.

In the room, Bai Lixin was banging his head against the wall in pain, as if he had to smash his head to be reconciled.

When the angel Qu Yasong saw this, his heart jumped, and he rushed forward in three steps and took two steps to hug the boy into his arms. He roared, "What are you doing? Why can't you think about it?!"

Bai Lixin was suffering from the pain caused by the physical upgrade. He was just hitting the wall to relieve the pain. Now that there is no wall, he can use whatever he catches. Qu Yasong held him in his arms, he hugged Qu Yasong without saying a word, grabbed his neck and bit Qu Yasong's shoulder.

Immediately, two bloodstains remained along Qu Yasong's shoulder.

Qu Yasong groaned and hugged the boy tighter with his backhand. He held the boy's waist with one hand, and patted the boy's back comfortably with the other.

After a long time, Bai Lixin was freed from the pain of upgrading his body, and then he let go.

There was already a smell of fishy sweetness in his mouth, Bai Lixin came back to his senses, tasted the taste in his mouth, and then looked at the **** wound, and then hurriedly used his sleeves to stop the bleeding: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ,I did not do it on purpose."

Seeing the panicked expression of the boy, Qu Yasong gave a doting smile and put his head on the boy's shoulder. He said in an apologetic voice: "It's me who should say sorry, I'm sorry baby, I hurt you last night, I'm sorry."

The voice was gentle and full of friendship, Bai Lixin rubbed the wound's hand for a while, and there was a sourness in the nose, and the eyes were also full of pain.

After coming to this world, even though he knew that Qu Yasong's soul and Luo Tantian's soul belonged to the same family, he never felt the love and doting like Luo Tantian's in Qu Yasong.

When he woke up today, he was still thinking, although Qu Yasong and Luo Tantian are both soul fragments of the Lord God, but they are different from each other, maybe only Luo Tantian fell in love with him, Qu Yasong is different after all. Bar? If so, what's the point of him doing this?

But now, when Qu Yasong was slightly disappointed, he actually spoke in such a loving tone, and Bai Lixin fell into a sudden fall...

Sure enough, although they are different soul fragments, they are all his lover. This is his lover's love, his lover's tone, his lover's soul, and his lover's familiarity.

For a time, Bai Lixin burst into tears, he hugged Qu Yasong's back tightly with his backhand, and shrunk his head into Qu Yasong's arms, crying bitterly.