She threatened: "I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."

Wei Yan looked at her and said lightly, "It's just a joke, no need to take it seriously."

"It turned out to be just a joke. I wronged you." Bu Tiange said softly, lowering his eyelids to hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

She brushed away the long hair that had fallen into her eyes and took the initiative to say, "I'm tired."

Wei Yan turned a blind eye to her despicable trap, or perhaps he was willing to fall into it.

"I'll take you home." He said, putting his arms around her waist, his movements so familiar as if he had done it thousands of times.

Bu Tiange took a quick step forward, but did not explicitly refuse, allowing his slender figure to overlap with hers.

System: "Master, what are you doing? Are you possessed by the heroine of the CEO novel?"

Bu Tiange said: "I am testing him to find a way to break the blood of the gods."

System: "...Do you think the target person is a fool, so easy to deceive?"

Bu Tiange raised an eyebrow, "Don't you think he's happy to be deceived?"

The system silently mutes the microphone.

It talks too much.

Bu Tiange suddenly stopped and said, "I'm too tired. I really don't want to walk anymore."

Wei Yan glanced at her sideways.

"Why, do you still want me to hug you?"

Bu Tiange nodded, "Yes, if you can hold it."

system:"???"

You don't even care about your face anymore.

Wei Yan thought for a moment and refused: "No."

Bu Tiange leaned on his shoulder, stretched his arm around his shoulder, and ran his fingertips across the side of his face. Like a blind man touching an elephant, he groped for the perfect facial features of the god and the blood scar at the corner of his eye.

She said, "Oh, you hate me so much, how come you fell into my hands again?"

"I never said I don't like you anymore." Wei Yan said lightly.

It had just rained in Beijing these two days, and the night sky was rarely able to see a few stars.

Bu Tiange raised her eyelashes, and the sparse stars and cold moon fell into her eyes, small in size, warmed by the phoenix fire.

She said, "Really? I see you want to break the blood of the gods. Don't worry, I want to too."

Wei Yan said, "Don't assume everyone is as narrow-minded as you."

Bu Tiange found the blind spot accurately, "But are you human?"

"Aren't you tired? How do you still have the energy to talk nonsense with me?" Wei Yan asked back.

Bu Tiange touched her cheek and it seemed that her makeup was a little off.

Forget it, it’s pitch dark, who am I showing it to?

The system issued a warning: "Host, the people in the heavens are targeting you, you can't go back."

Bu Tiange closed his eyes, sensing the subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy, and said thoughtfully, "I understand."

She looked up at Wei Yan, her gaze piercing through the darkness, trying to catch any hint of strangeness in his eyes.

"Is there something on my face?" Wei Yan glanced back indifferently, as if he was completely unaware of the matter.

Bu Tiange didn't believe it.

Gods and demons have different paths, and she can feel the spiritual power, and Wei Yan may be even more sensitive than her.

This vixen kept saying that she liked her, but she was secretly making her own plans.

Bu Tiange raised his hand and looked at the ring on his ring finger.

For some reason, she now felt that the rhinestones on her new manicure were more dazzling than the ring under the street light.

She opened her handbag and rummaged through it, then feigned surprise and said, "I don't have my access card with me?"

"Oh, you can get in by burning the access control."

"No, I don't want to go to the detention center to accompany Mu Qing." Bu Tiange raised her head with a frivolous look, "So, can I stay at your house for one night today?"