Chapter 1563: Lord God, don't mess with 41

Chapter 1563: Lord God, don't mess with 41

After Xi's dead skin, she successfully built a floor at Feng Jue's house.

Sleeping on the floor, a handful of bitter tears were about to come out.

"That, Feng Jue, can you give me a quilt?"

If it weren't for the fact that No. NN was taken over again, she wouldn't be able to get a quilt.

Sure enough, she had to find a subsystem with a more tenacious tolerance.

As for the uu number that was rescued last time, it has already been on the right track with other hosts, and it will be able to turn into a positive soon.

When the time comes, I will mention it to the adults, and let No. NN be laid off for a period of time.

The bathroom door opened and hot air poured out.

The well-washed young man changed his clothes inside, and the wet ink hair was stuck to his forehead, making his outline more three-dimensional and deeper.

He wiped his hair casually with the towel draped over his shoulder.

Feng Jue passed by the stream and went to get a spare quilt.

Xi swallowed his saliva and said seriously: "Little boy, my sister's vision is indeed right. You are a stunner when you grow up. Take the liberty to ask, how many abdominal muscles do you have?"

Feng Jue: "Want to be kicked out?"

Xi shook his head, "No no no, am I not concerned about your physical condition?"

"I'm in good health." Feng Jue warmed milk for herself.

"You're so tall, you're still drinking." Xi rolled on the quilt, "Bring me a cup too."

"There is a refrigerator, take it yourself."

"..." Xi thought about it, she was too lazy to remove it from the quilt, this quilt was really soft, not like the ones sold in fixed quantities, but more like a custom-made one.

"Feng Jue, as expected, you were funny and cute before the age of ten." Xi muttered and went to sleep with the quilt.

The quiet days of living alone at night were overshadowed by the noise of the stream, and Feng Jue was a little sleepy.

His biological clock was always on time, he rinsed the cup and went back to his room.

Lying on the bed, Feng Jue looked at the ceiling and took a deep breath.

It would be great if adults could come and see him.

The young man's bright eyes closed, and after a while, he fell asleep.

The plain white figure quietly landed beside him.

Ling Qingxuan glanced at his half-dry hair, raised his hand and waved, and the young man's black hair was instantly dry.

I heard that sleeping with wet hair will give you a headache the next day.

It would be bad if the headache affected his physical condition, and then this face.

Ling Qingxuan lowered her hand, and caught a glimpse of white on the young man's thin lips.

It tastes like milk.

The little guy didn't clean up.

The cold fingertips move up, stick to the lips, from left to right, wipe off.

The thin lips became moist, and as they got closer, Ling Qingxuan could see more clearly.

The boy's flawless skin seemed to be waving to her.

The pulp of the finger continued to the right, added another finger, and lightly pinched the fair skin.

"Hmm...?" The young man's delicate brows frowned slightly, and Ling Qingxuan immediately let go.

Feng Jue opened her eyes and rubbed her face subconsciously.

There was no one else in the room, but the cold fragrance that stayed in the air made him instantly drowsy.

"grown ups?"

No one responded.

Feng Jue lowered her eyes, caressed her upper lip with her fingers, and tasted the sweetness on her lips.

Sir, did you make a special trip to see him?

The young man pursed his lips with joy.

He couldn't help but think back to the past, the days he spent with Aya Qingxuan for a long time.

...

After successfully making a system zz for the first time, Feng Jue was so excited that she didn't sleep for three days.

In order to make zz have the same function as other subsystems, Feng Jue asked Xi for advice.

When Xi learned that he had built a subsystem, he looked terrified, "I suspect that you are going to usurp the throne."

She had long suspected that this little brat had bad intentions towards adults. Unexpectedly, his ambition was not small, and he actually coveted the position of the Lord God. No, he even came up with the system.

"You think too much."

Looking at Feng Jue's serious face and the temptation of delicious food, Xi told him what the subsystem needs to do on a daily basis and what program operations it covers.

When Feng Jue was eight years old, zz was perfected, but when it was turned on for the first time, it crashed and fell asleep.

For the novice Feng Jue, he felt that he had failed again.

In those few days, he was in a bad mood. Although he tried his best to hide it in front of Ling Qingxuan, his appetite became smaller, and the phenomenon that he was often alone in a corner still caught Ling Qingxuan's attention.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Ling Qingxuan asked directly without bending her bowels so much.

Feng Jue worried that her bad mood would affect Ling Qingxuan's work, and shook her head busyly, "No, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Su's hand was placed on his head, and the woman's cold eyes looked at him lightly, "In front of me, don't hide it."

Sad to say.

Don't hold back if you want to cry.

Three thousand planes, Ling Qingxuan has seen too many false feelings, and in front of her, showing her truest self is what she wants to see.

Feng Jue opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly reached out to her, "Sir, hug me, I will feel better, and it will be better for a long time."

His request was rude and excessive, but it wasn't that Ling Qingxuan had never hugged him before, so she didn't think about it, she leaned over and gave him a hug.

In just a few seconds, Feng Jue was about to suffocate himself to death.

He didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Just feeling the cold breath on the little girl, he was so excited that he fainted.

Ling Qingxuan felt that it was almost the end, and let go of him, seeing the little guy with a ruddy complexion, gasping for breath.

"Do you feel better?"

Feng Jue nodded sullenly.

[Sir, the aura of the protagonist of the 620-dimensional plane is abnormal. 】The main system will report the situation of the plane.

Ling Qingxuan turned to leave, but Feng Jue grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"Sir, how long will you be going?"

The time he went there was not very long, but he was in a low mood, and he would not even eat a meal alone.

Aya Qingxuan felt that he was likely to starve himself to death.

The woman reached out to him, "Together?"

The eyes that were covered with a layer of water mist instantly lit up, as bright as the reflected light on the sea in the sun.

"Okay!"

The main system of the whole process just watched the two of them quietly, without saying much.

It can sense recently that the Lord God doesn't like it talking too much. In order not to make the Lord God impatient with it, it learns well this time and doesn't say superfluous words.

But seeing the two of them go to the plane together, it still couldn't help scurrying around in this space, venting its dissatisfaction.

...

Plane 620 is an ancient farmland background.

Ling Qingxuan was possessed by a widow, while Feng Jue was the adopted child of the original owner.

They are like girls.

Feng Jue doesn't like this kind of relationship.

But the adults came here to do business, not to play with him.

In less than half a day, Feng Jue had already adapted to the harsh environment of the widow's house here. The two cleaned up the house and Feng Jue made dinner.

He thought it would be fine to stay well, but in the middle of the night, a man's voice suddenly appeared at home.

"Sister Lin, it's been a long night, how lonely you are, why don't you let my brother accompany you?"

The man smiled lewdly and threw himself towards the quilt on the bed.

Ling Qingxuan went to check on the heroine's situation, so Feng Jue, who was not at home for the time being and was waiting for her at home, just happened to hear this scene.