100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 596 Visiting the Golden Gate

Regardless of whether he can succeed, the fact that he has the courage to negotiate with the gods already surpasses that of many others.

What she really wanted to say was that the East China Sea is very large, and it's impossible to fill it up by human effort alone. Besides, the Dragon King wouldn't allow such an outrageous thing to happen; many people would probably die as soon as construction started.

However, she wouldn't say something so jarring at this moment; it wouldn't make any sense.

......

It's been a week.

Whenever he goes out to have fun, a little tail follows him around.

Although this little tail didn't really affect her life, she still found it annoying. Sometimes, when she wanted to kiss Uncle Ming in the car, she had to worry about him peeping from behind.

That day, she finally became somewhat irritable.

They took their coffee and sat down at the other person's table in the coffee shop.

"What exactly do you want?"

She rarely has such a cold expression.

In You Zhan's memory, most of the time, she was like a vibrant little sun, and she was happy every day.

"Staring at you."

"Don't you have friends, families, or jobs?"

"Watching you is my job."

"The tomb owner has the right to decide the life or death of tomb raiders, and they deserve to die in the tomb."

She spoke with an icy expression.

Since ancient times, it has been an open secret that people have added various traps to their tombs to prevent theft. Since they were originally intended to prevent theft, there are many vicious traps. There are also countless places where spirit pets are placed. Isn't it normal for people to die?

It would be abnormal if they didn't die!

If you want to live a good life, then why do you become a tomb raider?

All that empty talk and hypocrisy!

"Shen Jinhuan, this is a society governed by the rule of law!" You Zhan frowned and slammed his hand on the table.

He just felt that this girl didn't value human life at all. What did she mean by saying that they deserved to die in the grave?

All men are created equal.

Jin Huan rolled her eyes at him dismissively.

The two sides remained deadlocked and silent until You Zhan finally gave in first.

"Or, tell me, why was there a portrait of you in ancient costume in that tomb? Why did that tomb raider keep muttering your name at the end?" Jin Huan glanced at the other person with the look of someone looking at an idiot, without intending to reply with a single word.

She couldn't possibly tell the other person that it was her burial site.

She had already experienced firsthand how terrible human greed could be. People all pursue immortality, and if they knew how many years she would live, they would have to face countless acts of malice!

"You Zhan, for the next two weeks, please avoid me whenever you see me, and it's best to stay at least fifty meters away."

The green starlight shone straight into You Zhan's brow.

After a moment of confusion, the other person returned to normal.

"Yes."

......

Into the night

Mingjia noticed that the little girl seemed to be in a good mood today.

She usually plays games by herself at this time, but today she actually brought over a small chair and sat in the study with him while he worked. The key point is that she didn't say a word about being bored, she was incredibly well-behaved.

He raised his hand and gently pinched her rosy cheeks: "What do you want?"

Jin Huan rubbed against his hand and said in a cute and coquettish tone, "I want Uncle Ming to hug me."

He put down his pen, and with a little force in one hand, pulled the person into his arms.

"anything else?"

She gently climbed onto the man's neck, biting her lip as she looked at him: "I want another kiss."

He chuckled softly, pinched her chin with one hand, and leaned over to cover her. Her back pressed against the edge of the table, trembling as he sucked on her. Her fingers pressed against his shoulder, and she always felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

"What else do you want?" His breath fell on the little girl's neck, warm and ticklish.

"No, I want to go back to sleep." But he held her tightly, refusing to let her leave.

"I want."