Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Chapter 1289: That's it, how?

   Chapter 1289 That's it, how to start

   "The little angel is really good-looking no matter what."

   She smiled and rubbed over, hugged him, and her warm breath fell softly on the neck of the boy. It was like a feather passing by, but it gave him the illusion of being scalded.

He wanted to distance himself from her, but he was reluctant because she was soaked in the cold air of the night. Instead, he hugged her in his arms as if in response, and asked in a low voice, "I feel better. ?"

   He didn't ask too much, it seemed that he trusted her wholeheartedly and believed that she could sort out her mood.

   "It's much better, you seem to be worried that I'll become... bad because of a person's death?"

   "Well, you are the pillar, but occasionally you need to rest."

   She chuckled softly, "Then, rest."

Seeing that she was really tired, the boy who was about to leave stopped for a moment, then hugged her again, patted her on the back like a child, and said, "Sleep, I watch over you."

   Mu Jing blinked in his arms, the emotions in his eyes were a bit complicated, when he appeared, he was suppressed again, closed his eyes, decided not to think about anything, and fell asleep.

   Feeling her even breathing, Yin Ze's body began to relax slowly. He was always so tense, and he would be tired too.

Because she was facing the moonlight coming in from the window at the moment, so he could only see her silhouette in the dark, but even so, there was a soft light in his eyes. What was that satisfied smile? Can't hide it.

   The next morning, Mu Jing was woken up by the sound of birds chirping. She closed her eyes, tightened her arms and hugged the person tightly.

   "It's eight o'clock, it's time to get up for breakfast."

The teenager who was already sitting on the bed reading a book rubbed her soft hair, pinched her earlobe, and said, "I heard Yuanlin say that today's wild vegetable porridge was made by your brother, so if you don't get up, take a shower and taste it. taste it?"

   Even when he heard that his younger brother was cooking, Mu Jing was not moved, just rolled around in a quilt that smelled of sunshine, and said, "Headache."

  Yin Ze heard the words, quickly put down the things in his hand, and started to press her forehead, "Is it because the cold is not healed yet?"

   "It's a headache from the noise, go catch all those birds and stew them."

   "...If I were a bird god, I would do it."

   His ability is limited, and he can't catch all those birds that keep chirping, let alone...

   There are several mountains nearby.

   "Well, if you are a bird god, I will put you in a cage."

   Mu Jing got up from the bed with his eyes slightly open, covered himself in the quilt, squinted slightly, looked at the boy who was already standing beside the bed, and said, "Get up."

  The words have already been said, but are you moving?

  Yin Ze saw that she really didn't want to move, so she simply lifted the quilt, put a coat on her, and picked her up like a child.

   went to the bathroom, asked her to sit on her arm, squeezed the toothpaste, held the toothbrush between her fingers like a cigarette, then picked up the empty glass and shook it, "Water."

   Mu Jing looked at him effortlessly, but also had some kind of charm that people couldn't take away from him, raised his hand, and the water appeared out of thin air.

   When the cup was filled with water, Yin Ze asked, "Can I help you brush?"

   Mu Jing tilted his head and thought for a while, then got off him and opened his mouth to him, "Ah~"

   Sensitive Modifications

   (end of this chapter)