After saying that, Qingyun walked out. He paused for a moment, turned around, and said casually, "By the way, let me remind you, I like men, I have no interest in women." So be more careful next time you try to frame someone.
He said this as if he were talking to Secretary Miao, but Xiao Chengzhe's heart jumped.
Do you like men?
Xiao's father completely ignored the implication of those words; his mind was filled with volatile thoughts. He pointed at Xiao Chengnuo, his lips trembling for a long while, and said, "You, you... get out of here!"
Then Qingyun Zhen rolled away. He seemed to leave decisively, but in reality, he carefully attached a wisp of his divine consciousness to the protagonist, Xiao Chengzhe.
There are no special powers in this world, so Qingyun faces many restrictions and must be cautious.
Qingyun reached for the hotel lobby restroom and carefully washed his hands. Even after experiencing the previous world, Qingyun's germaphobia hadn't improved in the slightest. He still couldn't accept physical contact with others, except for Nie Chenyuan.
He splashed some cold water on his face, shook his head, and tried to banish Nie Chenyuan's image from his mind. The effects of the drug hadn't worn off yet, and the throbbing in his body always made him easily think of that man.
But that's all in the past.
Nie Chenyuan's soul is constantly reincarnating in the previous world, and he must continue to walk through world after world until he becomes powerful enough to completely destroy the Heavenly Dao.
After wiping her hands clean, Qingyun turned and walked outside, but accidentally bumped into someone.
"Get out..."
Zou Minchen looked at the young man who had almost completely crashed into his arms with a gloomy expression. His words of reprimand were interrupted by a turmoil in his heart before he could finish them.
Qingyun was also somewhat stunned. He felt surrounded by an unusually familiar aura, which even gave him a sense of temporal and spatial disorientation.
There was only one person who felt familiar to Qingyun.
Was it him? Qingyun reached out and grabbed the collar of the person in front of her, sniffed, and then sneezed slightly.
He unconsciously raised his chin, revealing the haughty and aloof expression he wore when with his lover: "I don't like this perfume, change it."
Zou Minchen's expression changed several times; he had never been one for a bad temper. But when this young man bumped into him, grabbing his collar and sneezing, he couldn't feel any displeasure. Instead, a sense of pleasure surged in his heart like a volcanic eruption, and he only found the young man's willful and domineering words adorable.
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