Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 152 God's Sweetheart 23

Qing Wan had no penchant for brutal killing, and after realizing that simply forcing her way in would be futile, she did not put up any further resistance.

Chu Jiuxiao smiled, and the hole in his chest recovered in an instant, even his clothes were restored to the same state as before they were damaged.

Qing Wan glanced at him and suddenly remembered that Chaoge seemed to be able to repair his wounds on his own and even come back to life.

Are he and Chu Jiuxiao part of the same group of transformed humans?

Just as his thoughts wandered for a moment, the scene in front of Qing Wan suddenly changed.

In the blink of an eye, she was back in the bedroom of the small villa where she had lived for the past two months.

Before she could react, Chu Jiuxiao, who was clinging to her, suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of her head.

"You are human, so where do you get those weapons that you throw out of thin air?"

His words were full of curiosity. The moment they fell into Qing Wan's ears, she felt a sudden sharp pain on her scalp. Her whole body felt as if it was covered with mud and water. It was so heavy that her brain went blank for a second.

Chu Jiuxiao kissed her eyebrows tenderly, his face showing heartache, but his hands did not pause at all. His spirit body probed into her thoughts, caressing her inch by inch with love.

The extreme stimulation surpassed any physical pleasure. Qing Wan's pupils widened in an instant, and after a muffled groan, his whole body trembled to the point of almost cramping.

She was unable to think at all. Her empty eyes were instantly filled with tears and she fell onto the sofa, crying and gasping.

Chu Jiuxiao took advantage of the situation and pressed her under him. When he heard her suppressed moan, his heart trembled.

"... Hong... Yu..."

The sobbing murmurs were extremely vague, but Chu Jiuxiao heard these two words clearly.

It was at this moment that He saw the past that truly belonged to Qing Wan.

Blood, shame, betrayal... and thirteen hundred years of depravity.

The silver-haired, red-eyed fallen angel enjoyed her over and over again, obsessively and fanatically, so unscrupulously that it was like a carnival before death.

As a high-dimensional god, his body, as huge as the universe, can process information from countless worlds, so Qing Wan's memories were read over and over again by him many times in just one or two seconds.

"...Qing, Wan."

As these two words were squeezed out bit by bit with the human tongue, the confusion in Chu Jiuxiao's eyes sank little by little.

He lowered his head and looked at Qing Wan who had not yet come to his senses in his arms, and whispered softly, "So, am I just a fragment of someone else's soul?"

"But……"

“…Why?”

Chu Jiuxiao pressed his eyelids lightly, and gently wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes with his fingertips, and said to himself: "Why does he do that?"

"Baby, you are mine now that you are here, right?"

"That's right, you are my wife, we have children, we are a family, who is He?"

Chu Jiuxiao had a strange smile on his lips, and he hugged his wife tightly again, whose breathing had not yet calmed down. At the same time, his spiritual body, which had just withdrawn, squeezed into her soul again.

"...No...Hongyu..."

Qing Wan's body was so tense that it felt like a string about to break, and her tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Her flushed little face was full of emotions, and the pleasure of breaking through the threshold was almost driving her crazy.

But Chu Jiuxiao showed no sympathy at all, and even increased the stimulation out of jealousy because of the name she subconsciously called out.

"Baby, open your eyes and look at me,"

Qing Wan was breathing rapidly, and when she opened her misty eyes to look at the person in front of her, she was unable to focus her vision at all.

She just kept reaching out, trying to pull away the big hand that was clasped on the back of her head.

But the soft force had no effect at all, it was just like a cat acting coquettishly, making people feel very lovable.

Chu Jiuxiao's heart almost turned into sugar juice.

He couldn't blame her at all, but he bit her lips lightly, half out of grievance and half jealousy.

"I'm not Hongyu, I'm your only husband Chu Jiuxiao."

The human being with this name has been completely replaced by Him, so everything that belongs to him should also belong to Him.

Including the name, including the most beautiful and unique little wife in the universe.

This belongs to him, and no one can take it away, not even Hongyu.

The light in Chu Jiuxiao's eyes was dark and greedy, his thoughts moved slightly, and went straight towards the sea of ​​consciousness in Qing Wan's soul.

There lies the system.

As long as this system called 001 is destroyed, she won't be able to leave here...

At the same time, 001 was dealing with the garbled code in his body. His ankle-length silver hair was spread all over the ground because he was sitting on the ground. It was soft and beautiful like a clear spring under the moonlight.

Without Qing Wan's permission, he had no authority to find out what was happening outside.

For other systems, this is no different from imprisonment.

But for 001, I am happy with it and can’t wait to have it.

He stroked the mark of the contract on his left wrist, a smile spreading across his dark green eyes.

However, the next second, an invisible force suddenly swept in, destroying the courtyard he built with data and heading straight for him.

001's pupils shrank slightly, and he dodged away in embarrassment, with a pale face, and went to check on Qing Wan's condition.

However, he was distracted for only a moment before the powerful force crushed half of his body, and the scattered data dissipated like fireflies.

"Ms. Qing Wan!! How are you?!"

No one answered.

001's breathing suddenly became as cold as ice spikes, and his hands and feet became so cold that he trembled slightly.

What's up with her?

Is he too injured to respond, or...

When the guess that frightened him to the extreme appeared in his mind, the original murderous power suddenly stagnated, and was replaced by the spiritual power that he was very familiar with.

It surged in, rapidly repairing his body.

"Ms. Qing Wan?"

Outside the soul body, Qing Wan, who was sweating profusely, pressed Chu Jiuxiao tightly, and his hands were trembling so much that he could hardly hold the knife.

Because she had used the last bit of her strength to chop off someone's head.

Qing Wan glanced at the still smiling face on the ground with blurry eyes, took a deep breath and swallowed the blood in his mouth.

The pain on the tip of her tongue stimulated her brain. Trying hard to maintain her consciousness, she ordered 001: "Go..."

The moment the command was received, all permissions of the system were unlocked.

001 gathered almost all of his energy, tore open the space, and directly transferred Qing Wan.

Chu Jiuxiao, who was originally careless and thinking about playing with his wife, was about to put his hand on her waist when he saw the person who was deeply mired in the quagmire of lust in front of him disappear instantly.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.

Nothing is left.