His Overlord Omega

The two walked downstairs to Zhang Han's house together, looking at the 108th floor at the other end of the sky, Zhang Han stopped.

Song Yang was puzzled: "Why are you in a daze? Go in."

Zhang Han: "...I just remembered that my bedroom is on the 108th floor."

The Second Monk Song Yangzhang couldn't figure out what Zhang Han meant by saying, "So... you are afraid of heights?"

"No, my house... doesn't have an elevator."

Zhang Han said so painfully that he was about to burst into tears!

"..."

Song Yang paused, and understood that this was probably another bug setting, "So we, want to climb up?"

Zhang Han said with a look of lovelessness: "According to the mentally handicapped author's urination against Newton everywhere, I guess it is."

There are no stairs, and he has to climb the 108th floor to rest in his bedroom. Zhang Han looks up at the sky, trying to see the big bed room that haunts him from a distance through layers of clouds and mist, but of course he can't see it.

"Ah..." Zhang Han sighed, besides the neck pain caused by raising his head like this, he also felt that his little legs were a little weak.

Song Yang didn't speak, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was hugged by a princess, and directly hugged the little Zhang Han into his arms.

Zhang Han subconsciously struggled twice, and beat Song Yang's strong arm angrily, "Song Yang, what are you doing!"

The corners of Song Yang's mouth were raised slightly, "Hold you upstairs"

Zhang Han: "..." Your sister, did you make a mistake, this damn is on the 108th floor!

Zhang Han struggled vigorously in Song Yang's arms, "Put me down quickly, I'm a big man, what are you talking about holding me like this!"

Song Yang deliberately talked back to him, "What are you afraid of, no one can see it anyway."

In the 108-story villa of Nangong Mo’s house, Nangong Mo lives on the top floor, and Nangong Mo’s two fathers live on the bottom floor. Nangong Mo’s other brothers have already moved out. Such a large 108-story invincible villa actually only lives in It's really a waste of money to lose three people.

However, what Song Yang said was right, the servants were not allowed to enter his villa casually, no one could see Song Yang hugging Zhang Han like this.

Zhang Han had black lines on his face, and he pouted angrily, "What do you mean by that? Could it be that you can hug me casually if no one sees it!"

Song Yang thought it was fun, and wanted to tease him, so he deliberately whispered in his ear with a magnetic voice:

"You shout, no one will come to rescue you even if your throat is broken."

These words completely enraged Zhang Han. He nestled in Song Yang's arms and was so angry that he was much weaker than Song Yang and couldn't struggle. All the tricks of the arms are used.

Song Yang just didn't let him down, feeling that he was pinching his arm, Song Yang was completely amused, "Children have a temper." Song Yang said.

In order to punish this disobedient child, Song Yang hugged Zhang Han with his right hand, and flicked Zhang Han's small forehead with his left hand.

"A small warning."

Zhang Han felt that his dignity had been greatly insulted, and he was so angry that he almost screamed!

Seeing Zhang Han pouted in anger and his face flushed red, Song Yang found it even more cute.

Zhang Han was quite depressed, morning glories popped out of his body one after another, and fell down like rain.

Song Yang hugged Zhang Han and climbed up to the 108th floor in one breath for a whole hour.After reaching the last 50th floor, Song Yang gasped all the way, and the morning glories all over Zhang Han's body fell to the ground.

The stairs on the last fifty floors have become a golden flower road paved with morning glory!

After Song Yang carried Zhang Han into the bedroom, he was so tired that he was panting heavily.He didn't care too much, and tore off the T-shirt he was wearing, wanting to cool off.

Song Yang's muscular upper body was immediately exposed to Zhang Han's eyes.Beads of sweat covered the firm and delicate skin, which looked extra alluring and sexy under the warm light of the crystal chandelier.

Zhang Han didn't show his temper, but looked at Song Yang's muscles, and was a little dazed: "..."

Song Yang noticed Zhang Han's gaze, and deliberately teased him with a smile, "Why, are you tempted?"

"Damn, fuck your uncle!" Zhang Han opened his mouth and cursed.

"Are you disgusting!" Zhang Han sprayed.

"It's disgusting, you still look at it." Song Yang became more and more shameless.

"You..." Zhang Han was so angry that he couldn't speak, his little face turned red.

With a muffled sound of "Boom—" Zhang Han punched Song Yang's strong abdominal muscles, blushing and spraying thickly, "I'm not gay!"

"Yes, yes, of course I know. Young Master Zhang has always been number one in the universe, right?" Song Yang was not at all discouraged, and was still teasing him.

"You!" Zhang Han was so angry that he raised his fist and wanted to hit him.

Song Yang pretended to be afraid and fled in a hurry. Zhang Han jumped out of bed and chased after him.

How could it be possible to be really scared, just Zhang Han with small arms and legs.

Song Yang hid in a room and locked the door with a "bang--".

"Hey hey hey" Song Yang laughed wantonly inside.

Zhang Han couldn't get in, so he shouted outside angrily: "I'll just watch outside, let's see how long you can stay inside!" After that, he moved a small chair and guarded the door, he didn't believe it, Song Yang You can still spend the night in it.

Song Yang was not in a hurry, and whistled leisurely.

After a while, Zhang Han heard the sound of rushing water inside through the door.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Han couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked loudly.

"I'm taking a bath," Song Yang deliberately protracted the sound, and with a click, Song Yang unlocked the door, "Master Zhang, I opened the door for you, come in."

Zhang Han was so humiliated that his face turned red all the way to his ears.

"Fuck you!" Zhang Han kicked the door, but his legs were sore from the weight of the heavy door made of unknown material.

"Damn!" Zhang Han had nothing to do, and he couldn't stay outside, so he walked away resentfully.

The 108th floor of Nangong's house is too big and there are many rooms, even Zhang Han couldn't figure it out. He didn't know that the room Song Yang entered was a bathroom, so he suffered a disadvantage and was humiliated by Song Yang solidly.

Having learned a lesson, Zhang Han planned to take a good look at this 108-story structure that was exclusive to him.

Zhang Han turned all the rooms on the 108th floor upside down, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a library, a billiards room, and a gym...

A door was tightly locked, and Zhang Han couldn't open it after pushing and pulling. He was very curious about what kind of rare treasures were contained in this room.

By coincidence, he pulled the zipper on his jacket, put a bucket in it, and twisted it.

With a creak, the door opened.

Zhang Han: "..." Heh, heh.

Zhang Han poked his head over, it turned out that this was not a room at all, behind this door was a large open-air private swimming pool!

The open-air swimming pool on the 108th floor is too luxurious!

Young Master Nangong's life is too comfortable!

In this swimming pool, you can look up at the bright moon and blinking stars, and look down at the bright lights of the city...

The view is superb!

Zhang Han is a good swimmer in the real world. When he saw the pool, he looked like a cat seeing a fish. He put on a pair of swimming trunks, a swimming cap and goggles, and he did a few warm-ups to deceive himself, and jumped straight away. go in.

Zhang Han swam in the water twice, and when he reached the deep water area, he felt something was wrong. With his current body, his hands and feet seemed to have no strength at all, and this body had a basic conditioned reflex for swimming movements. None, basically relying on Zhang Han's brain to direct, but the body is not very good at calling.Zhang Han couldn't help but choked up two big saliva.

Zhang Han adjusted his body posture, but his feet couldn't touch the bottom at all. He was a little flustered for a while, and the water choked more and more, and even breathing became difficult.

The 108th floor is Nangong Mo's private residence, and Master Nangong doesn't like to be disturbed by others. Therefore, when Master Nangong is at home, the 108th floor has no servants.Now that Zhang Han was on the verge of drowning, no one would be able to find out.

Zhang Han struggled, his swimming goggles got water, and it was difficult to open his eyes. He kept choking on the water, and only breath went out, as if he had no breath to go in.Zhang Han's consciousness blurred...

Alas, I'm afraid I'm going to die this time.

It's okay, it's just a brain wave anyway, so let's die...

Zhang Han is quite big-hearted.

After taking a shower, Song Yang came out carelessly wearing only a pair of shorts.Song Yang knew that only Zhang Han lived on the 108th floor, and there would be no one else. Zhang Han had already seen his upper body, so Song Yang was not so restrained.

Song Yang didn't see Zhang Han in the bedroom, and wondered in his heart, don't let the child run away in anger.

"Zhang Han, Zhang Han" Song Yang looked around, "Don't be angry with me, can I apologize to you?" he shouted.

Song Yang went around half a circle but couldn't find it, and finally entered the door that separated the open-air swimming pool.

Song Yang saw something shaking in the depths of the pool, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately jumped into the water.

The streamlined and fit body looks like a flying fish, but it swims to Zhang Han's side in a blink of an eye.

Song Yang hurriedly picked up Zhang Han and climbed out of the swimming pool.

Fortunately, Zhang Han still had one breath, and he should be given emergency artificial respiration.

The breath of the person in his arms is as thin as a gossamer, like a fragile flower.

Song Yang's heart ached so much that he was willing to put Zhang Han on the cold floor.He simply let Zhang Han's small head rest on his broad arms, and without thinking too much, he hastily started artificial respiration for Zhang Han.

Help is important, if he blames me, blame me.

Zhang Han suddenly coughed out a few big saliva, and his breathing slowly continued on his own. It seems that there is no danger.

Song Yang's worried heart finally let go.

Song Yang felt uncomfortable. At the beginning, he swore in his heart that he must take good care of him.Now that I finally had the chance to walk to him, but let him do something like this right under my nose, how could Song Yang not blame himself?

What's more, he felt that Zhang Han was angry with him and didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he chose this way of torturing himself, drowning himself, reloading the file, and taking revenge on him.

Alas... Song Yang blamed himself very much. It seems that he joked too much. When Zhang Han wakes up, he has to apologize to him.

Zhang Han was wet, and the wind was very strong on the 108th floor. Zhang Han was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks. Although he hadn't woken up yet, he was already shivering from the cold.

Where did Song Yang see that Zhang Han was cold, so he hurriedly hugged Zhang Han, let Zhang Han's head stick to his chest, his broad arms protected Zhang Han tightly, and used his own body temperature to warm Zhang Han .

Song Yang used his back against the night wind, and strode towards the bedroom with Zhang Han in his arms.