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Chapter 178: Compassionate Gods Save World-Weary Believers (11)

The movements of his hands suddenly stopped at this moment, and he looked at the almost pure black chain on his wrist with some confusion.

A cold hand touched his wrist, and Qingning just looked up and stared at him: "Lord God, am I so dirty that you start to regret it?"

Although those eyes were still pure and clear, Zhuo An vaguely glimpsed his evil thoughts towards the world.

He hates the world...

I even want to destroy this world...

Zhuo An was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm as he gently squeezed his fingers: "A Ning, are you unhappy about anything?"

"Why would Lord God ask that?" He tilted his head and looked at him with his pure black eyes blinking: "I'm obviously very happy!"

"As long as I can stay with God, I will be very happy!"

His semi-dried brown hair was still wet with moisture. He rubbed Zhuo An's neck in a flattering manner, and gently rested his nails on his neck.

With just a little more force, he could easily pierce the man's veins and leave him forever in this reincarnation world created by him.

But he did nothing. Like a harmless and weak child, he nuzzled Zhuo'an's neck again: "If the gods abandon me, I will come back by myself and stay by your side." , even if you don’t need me at all.”

Such Qingning is always so well-behaved that it makes people feel heartbroken.

"I will never abandon you." Zhuo An sighed, connected the hair dryer, and turned on the hot air to blow his soft brown hair.

Qing Ning narrowed his eyes slightly and let Zhuo An blow his half-dried hair.

Probably when he was done blowing, Zhuo'an unplugged the power and put the hair dryer aside, not forgetting to remind Qing Ning: "It was windy at night, so I closed the windows. If you feel bored, I will close the windows." Let me give you some air."

Qingning nodded obediently, not sure whether he listened or not.

Seeing his look like this, Zhuo'an felt uneasy, so he picked him up and put him safely on the bed.

He gently rubbed Qingning's hair and warned: "There are pajamas prepared for you on the bed. Remember to cover yourself with a quilt after putting them on. Don't get cold. I'll take a shower first."

"Okay." Qingning nodded and smiled slightly: "I will wait for the Lord God in bed."

Zhuo'an: This sounds a bit strange...

He looked at Qing Ning's pure, childlike black eyes and forced himself to get rid of those inappropriate thoughts, making sure that he had no distracting thoughts about Qing Ning at the moment.

After Zhuo'an left, Qingning walked barefoot to the glass door of the bathroom, and touched the mist rising in the bathroom through the cold glass.

My Lord God...

Since you have picked me back, you will always be responsible for me...

Even if my sins are so heinous that they are unforgivable, you must always treat me well...

Otherwise I will be very sad...

He licked his lips, showing the greed that he had always suppressed without any scruples.

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After Zhuo'an came out of the shower, he saw a small bulge on the bed.

He was worried that Qingning had fallen asleep, so he simply wiped his waist-length hair with a towel, changed into his pajamas and walked softly towards the bed.

Qingning noticed that he was coming and took the initiative to hold him: "Lord God, don't you need me to relieve your desires?"

Zhuo'an retracted his hand as if he had been burned: "Who...who taught you to say this?"

"Isn't this why you picked me back?" He was not wearing the pajamas prepared by Zhuo'an, and he let out most of his sex with a little movement.

Qing Ning stared at him, "Don't you want me to give you a sacrifice as a gift and let you take it for yourself?"

Those bright black eyes seemed to have no idea of ​​the inner meaning of what he said.

Hearing what he said, Zhuo'an felt distressed and angry for a moment.

He held the little hand that was handed over and gently corrected Qing Ning: "I don't want you to be a sacrifice to me."

"I hope you can become a complete, normal human being with flesh and blood and emotions."

"You will have the power to choose, and you will make your own decisions about good and evil thoughts."

"No matter what your choice is, I will always respect your choice and your wishes."

There was an inexplicable feeling of warmth in her heart, and Qingning blinked in confusion, as if she was reminiscing about this strange warmth.

The next second, he grabbed Zhuo'an's arm with one hand and pinned him down without him being prepared at all.

Zhuo'an: "!!!"

"Aning, what are you...going to do?" He swallowed and let his tone gradually become the same as before.

Qingning didn't say anything, she leaned over and kissed his lips. She took the initiative to take off his pajamas and put her cool hand on his shoulder.

Zhuo'an grabbed his hand that wanted to continue causing trouble, his throat became hoarse: "Don't make trouble with me..."

"Lord God, do you think my body is dirty?" Qingning looked at him blankly, her pure black eyes gradually filled with moisture: "Because I was born from a garbage heap, so you think I am dirty?" , you don’t want to touch me, do you?”

He fell into extreme self-doubt and self-loathing, and the tail of his eyes drooped slightly, showing a somewhat pitiful tone.

"I never thought you were dirty..." Zhuo An kissed his fingertips: "I just don't want you to do such a thing without knowing your emotions."

"I don't want you to regret..."

Qing Ning: "But I will never regret dedicating my body to the gods."

Perhaps because Zhuo'an's refusal was too obvious, Qingning directly pressed his mouth and leaned close to his ear: "Lord God, I can move on my own."

"I just want you to touch me..."

After he was picked up, he fell into deep self-disgust and desperately needed the affirmative actions of others to confirm his value and significance.

This is the sense of security you want...

Zhuo'an guessed his mentality and gently held his shoulders, bringing him face to face: "Aning, there is no need for you to treat me with such a humble attitude."

"We are equal in terms of personality. No one is nobler than the other, and no one is inferior to the other. You don't need to please me, and you don't need to beg for mercy from me in a low voice. You can completely reject me."

"We are all human beings, living as equals in this society..."

Qingning stared at his shallow eyes, then suddenly reached out and hugged him, almost coquettishly murmuring: "Lord God, I was wrong..."

"Can you please forgive my behavior this time?"

Zhuo'an patted his back gently, "I don't mean to blame you, I just want to tell you what the correct way of getting along between people is."

Qingning did not answer him immediately this time, but waited for a while before gently rubbing his head on the crook of his neck, "Lord God, I like you the most..."

[The world's evil thoughts mimic the love value +10, and the current love value is: 20. 】

Zhuo'an hugged him, but there was a hidden worry in his heart.

In past reincarnations, his Qingning had always looked as pure as a child at the starting point, ignorant of worldly affairs and the ways of the world...

But this time, first there was an overwhelming awareness of evil thoughts in the chain of good and evil, and then there were repeated temptations from Qingning.

He now has every reason to doubt...

His Aning actually had all the memories from the beginning in this reincarnation, but he just wanted to continue playing.

He wants to continue to see how this terrible world leads to its destined destruction step by step...