Chapter 1169 Little Angel and Psychosis 10
Chapter 1169 Little Angel and Psychosis 10
Chapter 1169 Little Angel and Psychosis 10
Too afraid to let Jin Zhiyan express his inner thoughts instinctively, he unhesitatingly brought up the topic of taking medicine when Jinchen was ill.
But everyone in the Jin family also knew that Jinchen's illness should never be mentioned in front of him.
Sitting in the darkness, Jin Chen smiled when he heard these words, with a chilling coldness.
"When you are sick, take medicine."
"What's wrong with me? Please tell me carefully."
The word "crazy" was already on his lips, so how could Jin Zhiyan dare to say it? The fists on both sides of his body were clenched so much that it hurt.
"Uncle..."
Jinchen was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and raised his hand to signal. The joints of his wrist were prominent and unhealthy pale against the dark background, making it even more eye-catching.
Jin Zhiyan was forced to kneel down again, the electric shock rod was thrust straight into his neck, and three huge men in black held him so that he could not move.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Jin Zhiyan had veins all over his body, his face turned red from the electric shock, he trembled convulsively, and saliva flowed out of his mouth unconsciously.
You can't see the gentle young master he usually looks like.
The butler leaned forward slightly and pressed the earphone, "Sir, the young master is looking for you."
Jinchen glanced at Lorien and said, "Bring him down."
Lorien recovered from the shock and opened up the three people holding Jin Zhiyan. The angel wings fluttered out to protect him, and the colorful halo surrounded the dark basement.
The man in black was knocked to the ground, vomiting blood from the corner of his mouth.
"If you dare to hurt my people, I will definitely kill you!"
Luorian's beautiful eyebrows were ferocious, and she glared at Jinchen with eyes that were quenched with poison, but she had no intention of continuing the love fight today.
This person is different from ordinary humans.
The dark green pupils moved slightly, and Jin Chen's expression was a little hard to describe.
The original plot described how noble and good-looking the protagonist was. He had colorful feathers and beautiful red hair. I thought he was so amazing.
I bet these colorful colors are still an irregular mix of colors.
Ah...a large feather duster.
Lorien used the power of angels to activate in-situ teleportation, and happened to see the person walking in from the back door just a second before disappearing.
Hill and Lorien looked at each other out of thin air. Both of them were equally shocked. Neither of them guessed that the other would appear here.
Then Lorien disappeared with Jin Zhiyan, leaving a frightened Hill standing at the door. The thing he was holding fell and he couldn't recover for a long time.
Lorien...why are you here too?
The wise butler immediately led the man in black to retreat.
"What's wrong."
Jinchen raised his eyes and asked, interrupting Hill's random thoughts.
Hill suddenly raised his head and looked at Jinchen, breathing rapidly, and ran over quickly and threw himself into his arms. His slender eyes were wet with tears, filled with extreme fear and uneasiness.
More uneasy than ever before.
Lorian just showed off his colorful wings, which were much prettier than his own. Jinchen saw it...
Will Jinchen be attracted to Lorien's beauty and wings like them... Then, no one wants him, and he will still be discarded.
The more he thought about it, the more he became suffocated. Hill's thin shoulders trembled, despair flashed in his misty eyes, and his whole body seemed to melt into the rich darkness.
Hill hugged Jin Chen tightly. He wanted to speak but suddenly coughed. He suppressed the smell of blood and said, "Chen..."
Jinchen hugged him and stroked his back gently, pressing his fingertips on Hill's tightly bitten lips, forcing him to let go.
"If you have anything to say, just say it and don't bite."
Hill shook his head pitifully, unable to say anything else, "Dear me."
With tearful eyes filled with astonishing stubbornness, she knelt on Jinchen's lap, lowered her waist and begged. The hollow gauze on her back outlined her slender waist, which was pinched by the well-jointed hands.
Jinchen suddenly became gentle, perhaps because Hill was too obedient at the moment. He gently kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes and breathed warm breath into his ears.
This time the person who couldn't wait was Hill. He was eager to prove that he was still favored and would not be driven away. He kissed Jinchen's lips with tears streaming down his face and couldn't figure it out.
During the kiss, Jinchen always gently comforted the trembling little angel in his arms, until Hill took the initiative to pull away due to difficulty in breathing.
But even so, they refused to let go of the tightly embracing arms at all, almost burying their whole body in Jinchen's arms, as if they wished they could never be separated.
"Calm down?" Jin Chen lowered his eyes and looked at him, his eyes implying doting.
The wet snowy eyelashes trembled, and Hill trembled slightly, resting his cheek against his chest before relaxing a little, "Yeah."
"The one with colorful wings just now is somewhat similar to you. What is your relationship?"
Hearing Jinchen mention Lorien, Hill still felt uneasy, shaking his head and refusing to say anything.
"hate him."
Hill didn't even dare to ask Jinchen if he would like Lorien's wings, fearing that the answer he would get would be the same as before tens of millions of times, always affirmation and ridicule.
Lorien is the most beautiful little angel, who wouldn't like it.
[The villain's darkening value is detected to be 5, totaling 75! 】
Jinchen raised Hill's chin, "I hate him, but you look so weak, you can't beat him."
Hill bit his lip again, covered the back of Jinchen's hand in a flattering manner, rubbed his cheek gently on the palm of his hand, and tilted his head to kiss the palm of his hand under Jinchen's increasingly deep eyes.
"You want me to help you?" Jinchen understood, and the smile on his lips suddenly appeared, "That requires deeper sincerity."
Hill frowned and kissed Jinchen's lips again.
"Neither."
Hill was at a loss for words, and tears streaked down his cheeks. He was really wronged and wanted Jinchen to teach him.
Jinchen's hand holding his chin withdrew, and then covered the little angel's fragile white neck, stroking it gently, but his tone was still harsh.
"Show me the wings."
Hill was already used to Jinchen touching his wings and fluttering out his blue wings when told, but this time they did not stretch out. They closed them slightly as if in fear, almost covering Hill.
He was really scared.
He was afraid that after Jinchen saw Luorian, he would think he was not good-looking.
But Jinchen continued as usual, gently stroking his trembling wings.
"Your feathers are still pretty."
Jin Chen sincerely lamented that the difference in aesthetics killed the little angel, and his poisoned eyes were baptized.
Hill thought about the message with his heart that had turned to mush from grief, and then raised his eyes in disbelief, "It looks good, is it mine?"
"uh-huh."
Jinchen smiled again, raised his eyebrows and pinched Hill's face, "What expression."
"Lorian, you look good." Hill's tone was lower.
"That red-haired bastard chicken?"
Jinchen squeezed his face hard, "Don't try to pollute my thoughts."
Hill seemed to be listening to a fantasy, and the more he listened, the more tears came to his eyes. Even though he realized that it might be the aesthetic difference between the earth and the angel star, he still couldn't help it.
He whimpered and took the initiative to put the wings into Jinchen's hands. These wings had been rejected by countless angels.
[The villain’s heart rate is detected at 10, totaling 30! 】
After a while, Hill finally came to his senses under Jin Chen's comfort. At this time, his clothes were half-undressed, and his thin shirt was piled around his waist.
He wanted to sit up and put on his clothes, but Jin Chen stopped him.
With his deep brows and eyes closed, Jin Chen smiled evilly, leaving kiss marks on his neck, like a devil.
"Ask for the reward in advance for helping you avenge me."
As he spoke, he opened his closed lips with his thumb and inserted it into the moist and warm mouth.
The little angel's obedience was far beyond Yu Jinchen's imagination. Even when he was bullied to the point of trembling all over, he still spread his wings to get everything he asked for.
In the dark and bloody basement, a completely fallen angel knelt on the legs of a powerful human in a wheelchair, his wings rising and falling, and his silver chain shaking.
It seems that this is the only way to survive.
...
Jinchen held the sleeping little angel in his arms. When he left the basement, he picked up the things that Hill had dropped on the ground when he entered the door.
A painting with messy and unfamiliar brushstrokes.
It is an imitation of his painting of an angel in the sea, except that there is an extra person in a wheelchair on the coastline.
He chuckled softly, his eyes full of endearment, and carefully put away the drawing paper.
