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[Quick Transmigration with two male leads, cool and sweet] [Both strong, both clean, 1v1]
Prisoner No. 001 of the Heavenly Realm, Si Jin, due ...
What can you do to me?
These simple eight words crushed everyone's indignation.
Yes, they are protected by Sijin, and all their means of survival come from Sijin.
What reason is there to oppose Si Jin?
"But as the old saying goes, 'The ruler is the boat, the people are the water; the water can carry the boat, but it can also capsize it.'" Someone, relying on their meager education, continued, "Ming Sijin, you've gone against the will of the people. They may support you now, but they can destroy you just as easily later... Hmm..."
Before he could finish speaking, his companion behind him covered his mouth.
Because they saw that Mo Linyuan's pupils turned red, and his body was filled with murderous aura, which turned into a tangible black mist.
The fog was thick, as if it were about to coalesce into a monster exactly like the one in the misty forest.
So he quickly covered his companion's mouth and scrambled away.
As he left, he didn't forget to clutch his heart, drag Ming Sitao along, and collect the only benefit he gained from this trip to the Ming family.
After everyone had left, Si Jin looked at Mo Linyuan.
He frowned slightly as he observed the demonic energy gathering around him.
Could it be that the monsters in the Misty Forest were all "created" by him in this way?
Mo Linyuan also knew that he had lost control of his killing intent just now.
Such monsters would appear whenever demonic energy condensed.
This is the curse that the god of love placed on him, the price he paid for betraying the god of love and falling into demonic ways.
This monster is man-eating, murderous, arrogant, and unruly, and is not subject to anyone's control.
So he entered the Misty Forest and used violence to suppress violence, killing them until they submitted.
But the monsters can never be killed off, because as long as the god of love is there, his murderous intent will never be extinguished, and the sins he has committed will never be eradicated.
"Jinjin, I'll be leaving for a bit," Mo Linyuan said.
He didn't want this monster to frighten his noble god.
But just as he was about to leave, Si Jin grabbed his hand.
The noble deity seemed completely oblivious to the demon's agitation, and asked calmly, "What are you going to do?"
"Go...go...my...that..."
Mo Linyuan couldn't come up with a decent reason, stammered a couple of times, and was about to forcefully leave when Si Jin pulled him into her arms and sealed his lips with hers without saying a word.
"Hmm..."
Mo Linyuan's eyes widened in an instant.
Reason told him that he had to struggle, that he had to leave.
But the person in front of me is Jinjin!
It was Jinjin who felt her entire soul excited whenever he got close.
It was the first time she had taken the initiative to kiss him, Jinjin.
He couldn't bear to part with it...
Thus, desire triumphed over reason.
Ignoring Chi Yi's presence, Mo Linyuan raised his hand and held Si Jin's head, deepening the exceptionally heartwarming kiss.
Chi Yi: ...
Never mind, she should just leave.
After Chi Yi left, Mo Linyuan had no more scruples.
He was no longer satisfied with simple kisses, but placed his deity on the altar before the statue of the god of love.
Beneath the silver threads, her beautiful eyes were filled with wickedness.
Others only know Si Jin as a seemingly serious and refined scoundrel.
Beneath the layers of disguise, she appeared to be "sobbing uncontrollably" while simultaneously trying to provoke him.
Only he knows!
Only he knows!
Mo Linyuan forcefully suppressed Si Jin.
One button at a time, brazenly, they unbuttoned his snow-white shirt.
The movements were unhurried and leisurely, as if they were enjoying themselves.
Even the boy's slightly annoyed expression became the best way to tease him.
"Jinjin, is it okay?"
Si Jin's face flushed slightly from the kiss, and she gently caught her breath.
Only after confirming that the demonic energy gathering behind him was gradually dissipating did he roll his eyes in relief: "Even after all this, you still have the nerve to ask me?"
"Would it have made a difference if I said no?"