I killed my daughter-in-law

Ao Bing was awakened by the suffocation, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Nezha's enlarged face.

He was startled at first, and then he realized what Nezha was doing. After that, the tingling on his lips and the moist heat in his mouth were gradually magnified.Ao Bing stretched out his hands to push away the person on his body, but his hands were bound by Huntianling the next moment.

"Nezha... um..."

Ao Bing struggled, struggled...

In the end, he was tightly entangled by Huntian Ling, unable to move at all.

asshole!

The corners of Ao Bing's eyes were slightly red, and he didn't know whether it was from anger or something else.

After a long time, Nezha raised his head and looked at Ao Bing whose cheeks were flushed.

"You! You bastard!" Ao Bing scolded angrily, his breath was a little unstable, and his eyes were full of anger.

Nezha held Ao Bing's face in his hands, panting slightly.After hearing Ao Bing's words, he lowered his head and pressed against Ao Bing.

"You can call me an asshole, you can call me anything, I've done everything, and I'm not afraid of you calling me a few more words."

"You! You let me go!"

"I won't let go!"

"You let go!"

"Don't let it go!"

The two of you let go of a sentence, but I don't let go of a sentence, like children arguing, lack of vocabulary, childish and ridiculous.

He repeated it tirelessly many times, and when Ao Bing said something, Nezha replied.In the end, Ao Bing gave up first, and stared at Nezha fiercely with some shortness of breath.

"What do you want?"

"Will you agree to whatever I want?"

"Do not."

"Oh, then don't think about it, just tie it like this."

"you!"

Ao Bing was angry.

In the past, Nezha was only regarded as rebellious and stubborn.Looking at it now, it is clearly a despicable rascal!

Nezha said he wouldn't let him go, so he really didn't want to let go, so he tied Ao Bing and held him in his arms.

Ao Bing couldn't get rid of Huntian Ayano's artifact, but he exhausted all his strength, and in the end he could only lie powerlessly in Nezha's arms, letting him hold him like this.

"Nezha, what exactly do you want?" Ao Bing asked weakly.

"I don't want to, I just want you to remember me."

"What difference does it make if I remember you or not? The past is in the past. Whether I remember it or not, it's all in the past. I want to forget, but you want me to remember. You think those memories are Is it happy?"

Nezha was silent.

It's really not happy.

"That being the case, why do you still want me to remember? Remember you, and then continue to hate you, or blame you? Is this what you want?"

"Do not want to."

"Then why do you still want me to remember?"

Nezha hugged Ao Bing tightly, and he couldn't explain why he had to remember Ao Bing.It's just that he felt that it was a memory shared by the two of them, and that both the good and the bad were experienced together.But now he is the only one who remembers, as if he was abandoned.

Ao Bing, who originally belonged only to him, abandoned him.

It may be hypocritical to say so, but it also seems self-pitying.But that's what he thought, he just didn't want Ao Bing to forget him.

"Nezha, we've settled. You forget me once, and I forget you once. You kill me once, and I kill you once. The grievances between us have long been settled."

"There is no clearing!" Nezha suddenly became excited.

"How can it be both clear! It will never be possible to be clear! I owe you a life for the thunder disaster, and I owe you one for reshaping my body. I haven't paid it back yet! We don't have two clears!"

Ao Bing was stunned, he looked at Nezha who was a bit crazy, his eyes revealed a little bit of madness, it seemed like he was about to go crazy.

A god actually gave birth to a demon.

"Nezha! You..."

Ao Bing wanted to wake up Nezha, but Nezha blocked his mouth.

Nezha didn't know what he was doing, he just didn't want to hear what he didn't want to hear from that mouth, so he subconsciously lowered his head and blocked that mouth.

Sure enough, it was quiet.Nezha's mood also improved.

When Ao Bing felt that he was about to die, Nezha finally let him go, and a silver thread curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Wh... um!"

Just about to speak, he was blocked again.

asshole!

And let no one speak!

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The author has something to say: Ao Bing: Are you sick?Can someone please finish the sentence?

Nezha: Yes!I'm sick!I get sick when I hear you say things I don't want to hear!

(Sorry, Nezha is crazy.)