Chapter 4: Lonely, Empty and Cold

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Chapter 4: Lonely, Empty and Cold

decadent!

crazy!

indulgence!

Depravity...

In the soft bed, Yang Ling's head kept swaying, as if he was in a painful struggle. What appeared in his mind was a face that seemed to be similar. The familiar face could be seen almost every day when he looked in the mirror, but he began to try various decadent, madness, indulgence, and depravity over and over again!

Until the whole person becomes more lonely and numb.

suddenly.

His eyes quickly opened and his whole body turned up.

Yang Ling's chest was fluctuating violently, rubbing his head gently, looking at the surrounding environment, subconsciously looking at the time and date of the electronic clock, then suddenly felt relieved. He leaned against the head of the bed, breathing the air greedily, pulling off his already wet clothes and throwing them aside.

He grabbed a quilt, covered his body, and leaned against the head of the bed with ease.

Then, Yang Ling casually pressed the bell at the head of the bed.

After doing everything, he began to recall the origins of all his nightmares.

"It seems that a man who has been dismissed from the engagement has been ruined in this way for the rest of his life!"

Yang Ling's expression was extremely cold, and he murmured like this, indifferent and stern.

However, when Yang Ling gently rubbed his head with his hands again, his cold expression quickly faded into relief as time passed, and the coldness that was released was hidden invisible.

After a while, Yang Ling smiled bitterly, "It seems so unforgettable. I am now a reformer and have started over. I feel like I am affected by the fight in the myth of Wu Jiyuan. I have a bad heart recently!"

Having said that, Yang Ling actually knew in his heart that "The Myth of Wu Ji Yuan" would not affect the psychology of reality, and that was all just caused by some people being under pressure from reality. It was also because of his obsession with "The Myth of Wu Ji Yuan" that reminded him of too many things!

As soon as he fell asleep, he found that the time and environment he was in had not changed. After adjusting his mentality slightly, Yang Ling finally adapted to all this.

After a night of sleep, I felt much more relaxed.

Even if he had a nightmare, it could not affect his nature. However, this also attracted Yang Ling's attention to the situation of Wu Jiyuan's myth. Undoubtedly, the situation of Wu Jiyuan's myth made Yang Ling clearly realize the terribleness of being possessed by the devil!

The torment of being cold and hot, and bloodthirsty are hard to suppress.

If this situation is put in reality, it may be difficult to achieve, and there may not be so many people killing him!

Therefore, Yang Ling's decision is indeed a very correct choice. After all, in "The Myth of Wu Ji Yuan", although the characters in the game will become obsessed, they are easier to control than in reality, especially the game has many pills to reduce, reduce, and even eliminate the hidden dangers of obsessed.

Compared with reality, it is undoubtedly the most direct, effective and safe way.

Dongdong!

There was a knock outside the door.

"Come in, the door is not locked..." Yang Ling said casually.

He fell into deep thought and was interrupted, which made him return to his lazy state. His voice was normal, but his mind still did not come back to his senses and he was still thinking.

"Young Master!" Xiao Yezi shouted softly after entering the door.

Xiao Yezi's eyes fell on Yang Ling's body. Seeing his toned chest and his chest had perfect lines, and the outline of his abdominal muscles was faintly slim. He had a unique and healthy male charm. Her face turned red, her ears red, and her heart was beating. Her hands were a little at a loss, not knowing where to put them. Her little head was slightly lowered and she was startled again.

In the quilt, something suddenly became bulging.

This guy is strong, hot, hard, and upright... Xiao Yezi still remembers it freshly, impresses it deeply, and can't forget it easily. How could he not imagine what is hidden inside?

My heart almost couldn't help it and jumped to my throat.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen it before. Go and change all these clothes for me." Yang Ling sneered, pointed to the clothes that were torn off by him and threw them aside, and said to Xiao Yezi.

"By the way, come here to get some stuff to fill your stomach."

He was not shy about this. After all, he had met with each other too many times in his previous life. He had already become accustomed to it. How could he think if Xiao Yezi could stand it?

On the contrary, Xiao Yezi's words that made her face red and her ears flushed. Her shy little look was particularly charming, which made Yang Ling suddenly feel the urge to storm and move her index finger. The quilt covering her body was stretched high. However, thinking about Xiao Yezi's performance before going to bed still made Yang Ling very disappointed.

Xiao Yezi took advantage of Yang Ling's distractedness and quickly picked up all the clothes scattered beside him, and his calves hurriedly walked towards the door. Before leaving, he stuck out his tongue and made a face at Yang Ling, and said softly: "Bad silver..."

"Bad silver!"

Yang Ling repeated a few words, smiled, and a faint look of relaxed expression appeared on his face.

What appeared in my mind was Xiao Yezi. Before leaving, the pink tongue he spit out remembered the stuffed mouth in her previous life, her face was flushed, and she clumsyly used her elastic pink tongue to serve him. That time was a bit ridiculous but made him remember it. What a pleasant life!!

If you don’t masturbate, you won’t live.

Compared to the hard life in this life, it is always lonely, empty and cold.

I don’t know when Xiao Yezi was trained to take the initiative to help him solve his physiological needs. What kind of situation would it be? Will the movement add a little bit of quirky that I had never seen in my previous life? Is the pink tongue still clumsy and obsessive?

Yang Ling glanced at the electronic clock on the wall and found that the update of the Wu Jiyuan myth had ended.

"This is a day's sleep!"

Yang Ling sighed slightly, after waking up, he was full of energy, but he did not expect that it had been more than twenty-four hours.

After a while, Xiao Yezi entered the bedroom with a shy face flushed, put the changed clothes and food in the room, and then ran out of the bedroom in a mess with his little feet.

Yang Ling smiled so hard that he smiled happily, and his every move exuded a relaxed and relaxed temperament.

Yang Ling was not in a hurry to line, stood up naked, ran to the bathroom to clean up, returned to the room and lying on the head of the bed, made a few calls casually, and talked. Finally, Yang Ling couldn't help but frown after listening to the statement from the other end of the phone.

"I understand this, I will find time to rush over." Yang Ling said in a deep thought.
Chapter completed!