Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

It's another birthday party.

Wen Xiaoyun drank a lot of wine for the first time in his life.

Anyone who wanted to get close to Jiang Zhiyi was driven away viciously.

He pulled Jiang Zhiyi back to his room.

After closing the door, he blushed and asked:

"Brother, do you still keep your word?"

"Okay." Jiang Zhiyi helped the person sit down on the bed.

Wen Xiaoyun drinks a lot, and this is his first time.

I didn't control the amount well, and now I'm a little tipsy.

He pulled Jiang Zhiyi unsteadily onto the bed.

He placed his hands in front of Jiang Zhiyi, and put all his weight on her.

"Brother, I want to be your boyfriend. Do you agree?"

After saying that, he stared nervously at Jiang Zhiyi under him.

Afraid of being rejected.

Jiang Zhiyi raised his chin slightly with a smile on his face.

Kissed.

The mellow taste of wine is not as sweet as the sweetness shared with each other.

The house is full of beauty.

Wen Xiaoyun hugged the person in his arms with great satisfaction, and even though his eyes were full of bloodshot, he was reluctant to close them.

He would lower his head and kiss Jiang Zhiyi from time to time.

I can never kiss you enough.

The person in my arms has fair and tender skin that turns red when touched.

The marks left after intense exercise are even more ambiguous.

"Yeah~ Let's sleep!"

Jiang Zhiyi tiredly opened her eyes a little and reached out to hug Wen Xiaoyun back.

She rubbed her cheek against Wen Xiaoyun's chest.

I fell into confusion again.

Smelling the reassuring scent, Jiang Zhiyi was smiling in her dreams.

This guy hasn't changed.

Once I get the idea, I'll continue to work hard.

But this feeling of satisfaction is really good.

It's like using the soul to cling to each other until death.

The hoarse voice brought Wen Xiaoyun back to the erotic scene of last night.

Calling you my weak and helpless brother.

Charming red eyes and eyebrows.

It was as if the voice was mixed with moisture.

Yes, when their love was deep, Jiang Zhiyi called him brother.

This is undoubtedly a stimulant for him.

Unlimited demands again and again.

Until Jiang Zhiyi could no longer control himself and begged for mercy.

A strand of hair slipped down and brushed the corner of Jiang Zhiyi's eyes.

Itching, he unconsciously raised his hand to remove the strand of hair.

But he was so exhausted that he didn't want to open his eyes.

In the end, I simply went to find Wen Xiaoyun's hand and asked him for help.

Wen Xiaoyun, who had been looking at Jiang Zhiyi, immediately understood what Jiang Zhiyi meant.

Help to take away that strand of hair lovingly.

His breathing slowed down, fearing that the scene before him was fake.

If he breathes, everything will vanish into thin air.

Xuanyuan Xi didn't see Jiang Zhiyi and stayed at the Wen family.

Wen Jinglan was too lazy to pay attention to him. He gave some instructions to the servants at home and went to the company.

When they came back in the evening, Xuanyuan Xizheng and Wen Xiaoyun were staring at each other.

He walked past the two of them as if nothing had happened, took the coffee handed to him by the servant, and sipped it while reading the newspaper.

After finishing the coffee, the two people were still in a stalemate.

We didn't say anything, just stared at each other.

"Don't your eyes hurt?"

Wen Jinglan spoke lightly.

"Shh!" Wen Xiaoyun made a silent gesture and whispered, "Brother, Zhiyi is still resting."

Wen Jinglan frowned and said nothing.

The perseverance of those two people over there is extraordinary.

The stalemate continued, neither of them giving in.

Jiang Zhiyi came out of the room, and Wen Xiaoyun and Xuanyuan Xi turned their eyes to him.

"Are you awake? Are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Xiaoyun took three or two steps to Jiang Zhiyi and protected him carefully.

As if treating some rare treasure.

Xuanyuan Xi also lagged behind and came to Jiang Zhiyi, ready to complain to Wen Xiaoyun with a wronged look on his face.

Seeing the red marks hidden under the collar, and Jiang Zhiyi's face was obviously watery and different from before.

The words that were about to come out got stuck in my throat.

In the end, his eyes turned into sharp knives and glared at Wen Xiaoyun.

Animals!

"You were told to rest, but you didn't."

Jiang Zhiyi raised her hand and brushed across the corners of Wen Xiaoyun's haggard eyes, her tone full of heartache.

Wen Xiaoyun shook his head: "It's okay!"

He was about to fall asleep, what if he woke up and found it was all a dream?

But now, he was sure it was true.

The look in Xuanyuan Xi's eyes as if he wanted to kill him was real.

"You, come out with me, I have something to tell you."

Xuanyuan Xi pointed at Wen Xiaoyun and did not allow for rejection.

Afraid that Jiang Zhiyi might misunderstand, he explained:

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to chat with him."

Wen Xiaoyun looked at Jiang Zhiyi for advice.

Jiang Zhiyi nodded.

After the two of them left, only the servants, Jiang Zhiyi and Wen Jinglan were left in the huge room.

Wen Jinglan put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Jiang Zhiyi: "Can we talk?"

Jiang Zhiyi walked over and sat down beside him.

"Where did he go?"

Wen Jinglan spoke lightly, staring at Jiang Zhiyi.

The first time I faced this problem, my voice was filled with indescribable trembling and panic.

The Jiang Zhiyi in my memory overlaps with the person in front of me.

It seems like there is no difference between the two.

Yet they seemed like two complete strangers.

Jiang Zhiyi was shocked. Wen Jinglan actually noticed something unusual?

He knew what Wen Jinglan was asking, but he couldn't say it.

He replied calmly:

"Who?"

Just like normal chat questions.

If it weren't for his slightly constricted pupils, his answer would have been perfect.

In the system space, 5836 cried and begged Jiang Zhiyi to persevere, and she would never admit it even if Wen Jinglan tortured her to death.

"Jiang Zhiyi!" Wen Jinglan could predict Jiang Zhiyi's answer.

Still not giving up.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Jiang Zhiyi stood up and left.

Wen Jinglan stared at the figure walking further and further away, his face full of bitterness.

"He must have had you in his heart."

With his hand on the door handle, Jiang Zhiyi said something.

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for Wen Jinglan, who was sitting on the sofa over there, to hear.

He knew Wen Jinglan knew what he was talking about.

Since the original owner used her soul power in exchange for his arrival, there is no possibility between Wen Jinglan and the original owner in this life.

Unless the original owner had tremendous luck and was born into someone in this world.

Otherwise, the original owner will continue to reincarnate only after he dies in this world.

[Host!] 5836 said with a heavy tone, feeling a headache.

I feel so helpless to meet such a willful host.

But he had no choice.

It's because his host is so capable that he doesn't need him at all.

Otherwise, he could have threatened the host a few times, and the host wouldn't have acted so recklessly.

Did I say anything?

Jiang Zhiyi asked back.

The original owner had complicated feelings towards Wen Jinglan.

Wen Jinglan was the only person who took the initiative to be nice to him since he came to Yanjing.

He was also the only outsider, besides his uncle's family, who made the original owner feel warm.

It’s a pity that Wen Jinglan was still too immature at that time.

Otherwise perhaps the tragedy would not have happened.

Wen Jinglan clenched his palms so tightly that he didn't even notice his nails digging into his flesh.

In the end, he laughed silently, unable to control his tears.

Yes, his wife has him in her heart.

But what about him?

He was so stupid, so stupid, and still failed to protect him.

What if I could do it again?

Zhiyi is already disappointed in him and would rather let someone else take over his body to seek revenge.

Don't leave any hope in him.

There was a dense pain in my chest, like being cut by a thousand knives.

Wen Jinglan lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

He staggered away.

Time passes and the world changes.

With the support of Wen Jinglan, the Wen family enjoys traveling around the country with Jiang Zhiyi.

By the way, listen to Jiang Zhiyi's words and do one good deed a day to accumulate merit.

Their sweetness continues day by day.

When Jiang Zhiyi was 38 years old, he and Wen Xiaoyun brought someone back from outside.

To be more precise, he is a teenager.

When the boy saw Wen Jinglan, his eyes were red.

Leaving the person behind, Jiang Zhiyi and Wen Xiaoyun continued to travel all over the country.

Wen Xiaoyun in this world is closer to Jiang Zhiyi than in any other world.

He was afraid that Jiang Zhiyi would be snatched away by someone if he wasn't careful.

Even when he was very old, Wen Xiaoyun still looked the same.

A handsome old man sticks to another handsome old man every day.

Don't let go of your hands.

He watched closely and was on guard against any creature that tried to approach Jiang Zhiyi.

On a quiet summer night, with the chirping of cicadas surrounding her ears, Jiang Zhiyi lay in Wen Xiaoyun's arms and closed her eyes.