Cheng Qianxun risked her life even more than she said.
She didn't want to lose Sneijder, and she didn't want to get entangled in what happened just now.
Simply express it through actions Sneijder was still angry and wanted to pull her arms away, but she just held on tightly.
His heart was broken and he put his tongue in.
If he was angry, he would bite it. . .
Sneijder did not bite, but immediately hugged her tightly, responding with unusual passion. . .
Then he hugged Cheng Qianxun, who was wrapped around her body, and pressed him down.
His hands pulled away the pajama belt tied around her slim waist, and lingered on the soft cushion. . .
The door is still open, because the door has been knocked to an unknown place.
Who wants to take a look?
Who hasn't seen these before?
Why should anyone bother themselves?
Cheng Qianxun risked everything and thought bitterly, "Whoever dares to look will be immediately slapped thousands of miles away."
Instead, Sneijder felt embarrassed and conjured up a large bed with gauze covering all sides.
But this bit of tulle was vague and more tempting.
The two of them had no time to conjure up anything else because they were very busy. . .
The wind outside the door blew all the time, causing the translucent gauze to sway.
Sneijder was even more excited than when he was a vampire, almost to the point of madness.
The hot water continued to enter the tight place, and the fire burned out simultaneously ignited the two of them, causing them to sweat and pant. . .
Finally, after the volcanic eruption, everything gradually subsided and became calm.
Cheng Qianxun was lying on her side, and the thick arm holding her around her waist belonged to Sneijder, and she could still hear his gradually calming but still slightly rapid breathing.
I really like that feeling of satisfaction and peace of mind.
"Chihiro..."
Sneijder's slightly lazy nasal voice made his voice even sexier: "If Pluto and I choose, who do you choose?"
This is a difficult question to answer, and Sneijder is clearly still jealous.
That's normal.
Pluto is the image of a man, and he is majestic and can only be looked up at.
A black figure that was like a god and indescribably noble came to mind. . .
After some thought.
Answer softly and honestly: "This is the same as letting a person of faith choose between God and his family.
Pluto is God, my God; and Sneed...
I love you..."
The hot breath from Sneijder's nose meant he was smiling, and his moist lips kissed the back of her neck where the sweat was still there.
Then he hugged her and didn't move again.
His breathing gradually became even and heavy, and he must have fallen asleep.
But Cheng Qianxun couldn't sleep.
She felt worried, deeply worried.
I also asked Pluto just now about this worry.
Not only her, but also Sneed, can I get out of here?
There was no loud alarm clock to remind her, but the itching on her body made her wake up.
Cheng Qianxun opened his eyes.
He twisted his body slightly trying to avoid Sneijder's lips.
This guy actually lay on her chest.
One by hand.
One uses his mouth, and neither of them is spared.
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"Don't... itch..."
Her movement made Sneijder look more and more like a mischievous little boy.
Try it on her to see if it can arouse her interest.
And this guy who has been in the nightclub knows everything.
More familiar with her body than she is.
"Don't..."
She couldn't hold it any longer, gasping and trying to pour cold water on her: "We're not married yet."
While kissing, Sneijder restlessly rubbed her sensitive parts with his fingers: "Do you want me to ask Pluto or Satan to preside over the wedding?"
Fortunately he could figure out how Pluto could officiate a wedding.
Maybe Satan was interested because he had never officiated one before.
Thinking of her in her wedding dress, and Sneed standing in front of the altar, all dressed up, while Satan was the one presiding over the wedding. . .
No matter which Satan in the form of the devil stands between two people, that look will feel more than scary and more than funny.
He didn't know what kind of activities there would be today, so Sneijder temporarily gave up his plan to be entangled with her, and moved his lips away from her with a smile.
Looking at Sneijder's handsome face and the smile in his green eyes, Cheng Qianxun felt that the world was so beautiful that he could temporarily forget the fear of death and all the bloody farewells.
But sensing something was wrong, Sneijder kept his arms on the bed and looked at her posture affectionately.
She sat up vigilantly.
There must be something in front of the bed, so she shouted angrily: "Who, come out."
At this time, the surroundings of the bed were dark and nothing could be seen.
A tall figure walked out of the darkness, and his holy light could dispel the darkness.
He has a handsome appearance that makes mortals forget where they are, and behind him is a pair of huge wings that shine with silver light. . .
"It's you."
Cheng Qianxun frowned slightly, watching the figure with the holy light walking in, and pulled up a thin quilt next to him to cover his body.
It's Michael.
Why is he here again?
This should still be the territory of the underworld.
"You have fallen."
Michael's voice was like that of Hades, but there was less coldness in his words and he seemed so gentle and kind.
There was a hint of sarcasm on Cheng Qianxun's lips: "Where did I fall?
Let nature take its course.
It's all fate."
She turned her head and squinted, pretending to be contemptuous and asked: "Without male love and female love, how can human beings reproduce?
Do all women have to become virgins?"
Michael stood in front of the bed and looked over through the layers of fluttering gauze: "Don't you think that if you just stay with a man without getting married and you don't get God's blessing, you won't be happy."
After a short silence, Cheng Qianxun asked again: "After receiving God's blessing, all marriages in the world will be happy."
Even if you stand in church and swear to love each other for the rest of your life, the divorce rate is still rising.
"God will bless them, but the result still depends on themselves.
People will always be tempted by the devil."
Michael replied calmly.
"Don't put the blame on the devil.
It's a person's own decision."
She stood up, the quilt fell, but she had already put on a red floor-length nightgown.
After glancing sideways at Sneijder, who was still in his original position, she slowly walked out of bed and stood in front of the gods in heaven.
"Tell me, what are you doing here this time?"
Cheng Qianxun raised his head and looked directly at Michael without fear or awe: "I won't go to heaven.
I'm a pagan and don't deserve to go to heaven."
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Michael looked down at her for a long time, his blue eyes shining brightly like sapphires: "If you want, not just you, but also someone else."
He turned his eyes to the bed, where there were many memories left by yesterday's passion.
Traces, and a man she loved.
Cheng Qianxun was stunned for a moment, and then his heart surged.
It was a lie not to be tempted.
She almost died several times when she went up to the next level.
If I still stay here, I don’t know if the next level will still be so lucky.
There is only one person he can take with him now, and it must be to take Sneijder out of this sea of misery.
If there was anything more painful than his own death, it would be watching Sneijder die in front of him.
A question that had deeply troubled her for a long time resurfaced, and she couldn't help but murmured: "Why, why me?"
There were countless people in the underworld who were stronger and smarter than her, but Pluto favored her.
Similarly, why does Michael in heaven always come to her?
Michael didn't answer, just like Pluto, he closed his beautiful lips and looked down at her.
Nothing can be seen in Pluto's dark cloak and hat.
But she could always feel Pluto's gaze on her.
Similarly, for some reason, Cheng Qianxun always felt that there was always a kind of condescending disdain in Michael's eyes.
"Can we still fall in love in heaven?"
she suddenly asked.
Michael tilted his head slightly when asked, as if he was a little surprised.
"Can I still enjoy human love in the kingdom of heaven?
Can I still have children?
Can I still drink and eat?"
Cheng Qianxun asked a series of questions, but Michael did not answer.
No answer means no.
She turned around and touched the pendant around her neck with her fingers.
I heard Michael say from behind: "Angels don't need anything in the mortal world."
You don’t need everything, including love.
She put down her hand touching the pendant, walked to the bed, and gave Michael a reply: "Dear Archangel, please go back and don't come back again."
Michael's voice sounded leisurely from behind: "You not only push yourself, but also push the person you love to death, if you really love him."
"Do you know what love is?"
Cheng Qianxun turned around suddenly and looked at Michael angrily: "Have you ever loved others?
Well, gods are not supposed to have love.
So have you ever had mercy on humans?
If Yes, then have you ever pitied a small human being like me?"
No, never, he must have a purpose in coming here again and again. . .
Her breathing quickened because of her anger.
She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths.
Then she said unceremoniously to Michael: "In your words, just let me stay here and enjoy my dignity."
Aren't you leaving yet?
She put one foot on the bed, deliberately exposing half of her thigh, and looked at Michael arrogantly: "I'm sorry, I'm very busy, so I won't accompany you."
The setback made Michael finally react again.
Although his handsome face did not change at all, the holy light on his body became more and more dazzling.
After a while, he slowly opened his mouth.
Word by word: "You will definitely regret your choice today."
Michael, who had said she would regret it many times, had said it, and Pluto had also said it.
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Cheng Qianxun didn't respond, just looked at him coldly and expressionlessly.
Needless to say, she will definitely regret it.
No one can refuse the temptation of life when they are struggling in death.
But if she goes to heaven, she and Sneed will kneel before the gods in the most humble status. time, and this kind of days is indefinite, then it is better to accept temporary regret than permanent regret.
But Michael still didn't leave.
She turned around angrily, untied the belt of her pajamas, dragged her pajamas over her elbows, exposed her entire back provocatively, and walked onto the bed.
When she lay down next to Sneed, who had remained the same, and looked outside the bed, it turned out that there was no one there.
Heaven represents justice, and of course it despises looking at bed curtains.
Suddenly the surrounding darkness disappeared, and brightness replaced the darkness.
And Sneijder's body shook violently and he was able to move again
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