1430. Chapter 1430 Death Girl VS Crazy Female Match (15)

Only in front of people who are extremely close, the young master of the Qiao family, who is gentle in the eyes of outsiders, will show a hint of childishness.

Gu Shengyin had absolutely no resistance to such Qiao Zhihe.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally, under the burning gaze of the child, she reached out and pulled the hood off her head.

Qiao Zhihe opened his eyes.

The moment the hood was pulled down, a waterfall of silver-gray hair flowed down, but Qiao Zhihe's eyes were tightly held by the person in front of him.

Gray hair and gray eyes are clearly different from human appearance.

But it didn't feel awkward at all on her body.

The god of death in front of him has a delicate face that is difficult to draw with a brush, but at the same time, due to the bloodless face and excessively pale lips, this delicacy has a touch of fragility.

Of course, this fragility is really just an appearance, and no one dares to underestimate the scythe of the god of death.

Qiao Zhihe stared at this man without blinking.

Since he was seven years old, he has been imagining the appearance of Sister Death in his mind.

He once wondered if the other party would be a skeleton as described in fairy tales? , maybe a strange creature that looks completely different from a human, or...it would be a beautiful female deity.

When he really saw her face, he thought to himself, is it that Sister Death looks like this?

That's right, Sister Death, she should look like this.

He stared blankly until the other party's eyes came to him.

It was almost an icy stare, but after spending seven years with Qiao Zhihe who was in front of him, this icy elder sister of the **** of death was actually very soft in his heart.

A very bright smile suddenly appeared on Qiao Zhihe's gentle face. He stared at Gu Shengyin with bright eyes, and almost said in a cheerful tone, "Sister Death, you are so beautiful!"

Gu Shengyin didn't react when he heard this.

She just stretched out her hand and pulled back the hood that had just fallen, once again covering up her stunning face.

"Appearance to me is nothing but a skin." Her cold voice came out of her cloak.

Qiao Zhihe glanced at the dark hood with some regret, and laughed when he heard her words: "But for many humans, beautiful skins have been their lifelong pursuit!"

Gu Shengyin did not debate this issue with Qiao Zhihe.

The record book in her hand suddenly lit up, which meant she had something to do again.

"I have something to leave first, you rest early."

Her cold voice sounded in the room.

Qiao Zhihe opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the other party had disappeared.

He looked at the place where the other party stood before with a bit of loss, looked at it for a while, and suddenly laughed again.

Bowing his head, Qiao Zhihe grabbed the small drop-shaped red spar with his hands.

I don't know what this is, but it should be very important to be treated so solemnly by Sister Death, right?

He sat there thinking silently for a while, felt a little sleepy, and fell asleep like that.

...

Qiao Zhihe felt very hot.

Every cell in his body was clamoring and restless, and it was as if a fire was burning in the depths of his body.

He needed something to quench his thirst, to ease the pervasive restlessness.

Suddenly, a cool arm stretched out beside him.

——

Eight is over.

Thank you to all the relatives who gave Zhizhi's votes and comments, I really thank you very much, although I still knelt down in PK [Wow...]

After that, I will change every day at eight~