Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

Chi Jiayan had never heard Death speak in this tone.

It was the kind of tone that was really intolerable and extremely disgusting, but it didn't make him happy.

Because the person who can make Death have such human-like emotions must not be an ordinary person, at least he can't do it.

I saw Huo Xin was stared at by the god of death with cold eyes, and he pursed his lips without changing his face: "Hmph, so fierce."

The god of death let go of him, and said condescendingly: "Hurry up."

As soon as the words fell, Huo Xin's appearance was changing at an astonishing speed.

Huo Xin's cheekbones and nose bridge were raised, her hands and feet began to elongate, and her tall chest shrank, replaced by pectoral muscle texture that gradually emerged. Because of her height and width, those poor dress fabrics were stretched out one after another. Broken crackling.His hair also quickly retracted and shortened, and the extremely light flaxen color was dyed from the root to the tip, revealing a sharp-edged face.

Then, that delicate and charming voice also became deep, but the words that came out were still unbearable.

"What are you doing, haven't you seen a naked man?" Huo Xin climbed up from the table, and smiled evilly, with a pair of dimples on her face.

Chi Jiayan was stunned by the scene in front of him, because this scene was still more irritating than before.Of course, it was more because he had seen a naked man for the first time in such a big age.

Although Huo Xin is not as tall as Death God, she is still a little taller than Chi Jiayan, with a thin waist and narrow hips, plus a pair of straight long legs, she is even more beautiful than the idol of a boy group.

Chi Jiayan has belonged to a certain person since he was a child, and he is already a crook. It cannot be said that seeing a body of the same sex is okay, but this scene is even more exciting than when Huo Xin let him see a female body.

After all, it was a young man, his face immediately turned red, and even the roots of his ears burned.

But the god of death just stood aside expressionlessly, seeing him like this, suddenly frowned.

Unspeakable embarrassment in the house.

"I, I came out to pour water..." He stiffly moved the cup in his hand, turned and walked to the kitchen. It was clearly his home, but he felt like he had nowhere to hide.

Huo Xin stood on the spot generously, with a smile on her brows and eyes, with a suave air.

Whether he is a man or a woman, he has no shame at all.

Chi Jiayan walked to the kitchen, just in time to see the cake lying on the ground.

When he saw this cake just now, he thought it was bought for himself.

Now that the cake was eaten, he saw the lipstick mark on the fork.

He finished pouring the water without saying anything, and when he walked back, he happened to see the Grim Reaper casually pulling off the tablecloth and throwing it on Huo Xin, covering him from head to toe.

"Ling Xiao." Huo Xin was covered under the tablecloth, "Is this how you treat someone who helps you spend your adult night? I was very gentle that night, right?"

Chi Jiayan stopped, looking like he was about to cry.

Huo Xin's words were indeed foul language for a young man, it hurt his ears.

The god of death said, "Jiajia, you go in first."

"... Oh." The boy ran away like a rabbit.

When Chi Jiayan went in, Huo Xin pulled the tablecloth to reveal his face, his hair was messy, but he was still a little sexy: "Isn't it, are you nervous?"

The god of death didn't answer his topic, because he didn't feel much better when Huo Xin turned into a man, and even vaguely felt that Huo Xin might as well turn into a woman.

lest the child...

He said coldly, "what are you doing here?"

Huo Xin chuckled a few times, and then surrounded herself with a tablecloth.

The God of Eros advocates the beauty of the original, the beauty of human nature, and the beauty of the body. He has always been a god of chasing instinct, and being able to surround himself well is considered to be very considerate of the God of Death.

He covered his beautiful body, and then he stretched his hand through the chest muscle, which seemed to go through the muscle and reach the heart.

For a moment, he withdrew his hand.

Between the index finger and thumb, there is a beautiful mini diamond-shaped bottle.

The bottle is made of crystal, and there is a ball of golden light inside the bottle, which is dazzling under the refraction of the crystal facets.

"Remember this?" Huo Xin said.

Death became serious: "What do you mean?"

Huo Xin shook her head speechlessly, then smiled and said, "Ling Xiao, don't you think that in this world, human love and desire can be safely separated?"

Desire is the most difficult thing to control.

Especially as an adult male, the desire will only intensify with the changes of the body, and Lingxiao, the god of death, is no exception.

His desires were voluntarily handed over to God of Love to peel them off on the night of his adulthood. The time was too long, and he almost forgot about it.

He once thought that taking back his desire again would be the time when the world was balanced and he returned to their world.

"You came early." Death said, "My task has not been completed—"

"You can't control it anymore!" Huo Xin put away her smiling face, "Ling Xiao, I originally thought that what they said about death being emotional was a big joke, as long as it was about love, no matter what the rumors were, I would know it with my own eyes, so I I’m here to refute the rumors. Unfortunately, I don’t know why the horoscope suddenly restarted. You became too busy. In just a few seconds, I can confirm that you are in love. I will never be wrong."

Death was silent.

The sky was still gloomy, with dark clouds rolling across the sky, as heavy as if they were about to fall from the sky.

"Your ruthlessness was bestowed on you by fate. You have no love at all." Huo Xin said, "Who knew you would have inspired love yourself. If you have love but no desire, you are the one who suffers. Of course... and Jiajia .”

The last sentence was a bit of a joke.

Huo Xin's tone was bare-naked-naked: "You are too strict with yourself. May I ask, which god of stewards would make such a big sacrifice? The first love is the rarest one, and it was you who urged it on yourself. Natural love is even rarer. Don’t you really want it? Jiajia is so cute, if it wasn’t for you, I would be very interested..."

"You are not allowed to touch him." The god of death turned his head, his amber eyes were filled with the ice of a thousand years.

Eros is the god who has the most moral and ethical concepts.

All the love and desire in the world are controlled by him. When necessary, he even turns into various appearances to tempt human beings to have love.

"Yes." Huo Xin smiled lowly, "Master Death."

Suddenly, his tone became evil again, and he said slowly and softly: "Think about it, don't you really...don't want to possess him? Make him completely yours, cry for you, tremble for you ,crazy for You……"

Death fell into a moment of confusion.

Terrible desire, intoxicating desire.

Huo Xin approached him, and the small diamond-shaped bottle shining with golden light was very close at hand.

The golden light collided wildly in the small bottle, and the close distance made it feel the existence of the god of death, as long as it was released, it would completely integrate into the original owner's body.

"Or," the temptation continued, "do you still want to leave him and give him up. Wait until he grows up a bit, becomes more mature, and is with another lover...to be possessed by someone else?"

The god of death raised his eyes suddenly, his face was cold, and he stretched out his hand to take away his desire.

Huo Xin's figure disappeared into a piece of pink foam in an instant, and suddenly appeared in another corner of the room, putting his desire back into his chest in front of the god of death.

At the end, Huo Xin shook her finger: "It's not a good baby to grab things."

The spirit altar of the god of death returned to clarity in an instant.

He learned the way of loving God.

But he just said, "Give it to me."

"Hmph, don't." The flaxen-haired man said coquettishly in a woman's tone without any sense of disobedience, "Who told you to be so fierce just now?"

"I apologize." Death said without sincerity.

Huo Xin smiled, and didn't accept the call. Instead, he took out his mobile phone from somewhere and handed it over: "Do me a favor, and I'll give it to you when the matter is settled. It's so troublesome, you don't even have a mobile phone, and your spiritual sense also blocks it." Everyone, otherwise, I will send you a WeChat message, so there is no need to make a trip, luckily I found your little friend..."

On the phone screen was a picture of a man.

The man looked quite young, in his twenties, at most he had good features, and there was nothing special about him, he would be lost in the crowd when he walked into it.

But the god of death just remembered him.

That was the playground where Chi Jiayan was first seen, one of the passengers on the big pendulum, one of the 23 people who should have died nine years later.He is like a minor supporting role, no, the equivalent of the background board in the accident, almost unnoticeable.Chi Jiayan rescued them, and after being devoured by Yan Ling's spiritual ability and died, only he and a few people stayed at the scene worriedly, and left in a daze after confirming Chi Jiayan's death.

Maybe a kind person.

"It's like this, I want his spirit beads." Huo Xin whispered next to his ear, "Anyway, you feed those souls who don't want to fall into the samsara of the horoscope to the dogs... Cough, feed the wolves, I want to go away Back door, can you let him go to me?"

"Why?" Reaper turned off the phone screen.

"Don't worry about this." Huo Xin took the phone back, and said lightly, "You just have to promise me. Work together, everyone is the god of this world, and this person is about to die, won't You don't even want to help, do you?"

— This person is dying?

The man who was supposed to die nine years later was going to die? !

What else has the horoscope changed?

The chill on Reaper's body came back again, and thunder exploded in the sky.

It's going to rain.

Amidst the thunder, Huo Xin said: "He had a car accident a few days ago and was seriously injured. He shouldn't live for a few more days. Just promise me this, and don't ask me about the rest... What's my relationship with him? I hate it, and he does too With privacy..."

"elder brother?"

Reaper walked into the room and found that the light was not turned on in the room.

In the dim light, Chi Jiayan was sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the window, quietly watching the pouring rain outside the window.

As if he was used to being alone, Chi Jiayan's side face was quiet, and his thin body seemed more lonely than the empty room.

The god of death had something on his mind, and he didn't want to stay outside with Huo Xin, the god of love, so he also walked over and sat down next to Chi Jiayan.

As soon as he sat down, the spacious part of the floor-to-ceiling windows became much narrower.

Chi Jiayan turned his head, there was nothing unusual, and there was still a faint smile on his face: "That brother looks really good-looking, have you guys finished chatting yet?"

The god of death said: "Yes."

"... Oh." Chi Jiayan didn't seem very interested, and continued to look at the rain outside the window.

"I'm going out for a while." Death said.

As Lu Cheng said, he felt that he should inform Chi Jiayan of his whereabouts.

Since human beings need companionship, he will try his best to do so, although he still doesn't understand why there is such a need.

"When will you be back?" Chi Jiayan asked.

He looked up at the sky, and the snow-white neck seemed to be glowing in the faint twilight that came in from the window. He had grown up, and his Adam's apple was slightly protruding, which made people want to touch it, feel the pulse of that neck, feel where it was. Living body temperature.

"Soon." Death said, "Maybe it's just a small thing."

"Okay." Chi Jiayan answered back, and then stood up, "Brother, accompany me to buy cakes, I suddenly want to eat, can you?"

Remembering that the cake he bought had been ruined by someone, Death nodded: "Okay."

The two left the room, and Chi Jiayan found some clothes to give to Huo Xin.

The other party just thanked him, but kept sending messages with his head down, with a smile on his face. It seemed that he had advanced with the times, and he also had the technological products of this world's human society.

"I'm sorry, I always thought you were a girl." Chi Jiayan felt a little embarrassed when he remembered the scene just now, "So you..."

Huo Xin curled up on the sofa, pressed her fingers quickly, half-raised her eyebrows and said nonchalantly: "I, I can be a man or a woman, let's see which system the other party needs?"

Chi Jiayan: "..."

grim Reaper:"……"

"It's so clingy..." I don't know if it was complaining about the person on the other end of the phone, but her tone was not too blaming, Huo Xin raised her head after sending the message, "Are you guys going out? Ling Xiao, I beg you, don't be so rigid, You can buy a mobile phone by the way."

Reaper: "No need."

"Don't you need a mobile phone when you're in love?" Huo Xin had no choice but to follow the temptation, "Like this time, I can't find you. If we have a party for so many years, Lu Cheng is the only one who comes every time, you are too displeased." It's gregarious. Even Jiajia can't contact you, have you considered his feelings? Jiajia, are you right?"

Chi Jiayan, who was in a daze after hearing the first half of the sentence, came back to his senses when he heard his name: "Huh?...Oh."

Death glanced at him and said, "Do you want me to buy a mobile phone?"

Chi Jiayan: "Huh? Well, it depends on brother's needs."

"You decide." Death said coldly, "If you want to contact me, I will buy it."

The author has something to say: It all depends on the needs of the wife.