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

Gu Shengyin had no resistance to Qiao Zhihe like this.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out her hand under the child's burning gaze and pulled down the hood on her head.

Qiao Zhihe's eyes widened.

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

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

But it didn't seem abrupt on her body.

The Death God in front of him had an exquisite face that was difficult to describe with a brush, but at the same time, the bloodless face and excessively pale lips brought a slight fragile smell to this exquisiteness.

Of course, this fragility is really just a look, and no one dares to underestimate the sickle of the god of death.

Qiao Zhihe looked at this person without blinking.

Since he was seven years old, he had been fantasizing about the appearance of his sister Death.

He once thought about whether the other party would be a skeleton as described in fairy tales? Perhaps it was a strange creature with a completely different appearance from humans, or... it would be a beautiful female god.

When he really saw her face, he thought, it turns out that Sister Death looks like this?

Yes, Sister Death should look like this.

He stared blankly until the other person's eyes looked over.

Almost a cold stare, but after Qiao Zhihe who had been with the Death God in front of him for seven years, this cold Death God sister was actually very soft and soft in her heart.

A very bright smile suddenly appeared on Qiao Zhihe's gentle face. His eyes were brightly gazing at Gu Shengyin, and he almost said in an excited tone: "Sister Death, you are so beautiful!"

Gu Shengyin did not react when he heard this.

She just reached out and pulled the hood that had just fallen back, covering her amazing appearance tightly.

"To me, her appearance is just a skinny face." Her cold voice came from her cloak.

Qiao Zhihe looked at the dark hood with some regrets, and laughed at her words and said, "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 that she had something to do again.

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

Her cold voice rang in the room.

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

He looked at the place where the other party had stood with some regret. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly started to laugh again.

Lowering his head, Qiao Zhihe grabbed the small red crystal that was dripping like water with his hands.

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

He sat there and thought silently for a while, feeling a little sleepy, and fell asleep in a daze.

...

Qiao Zhihe felt very hot.

Every cell in his body was clamoring and restless, and it seemed like there was fire burning deep in his body.

He needs something to quench his thirst and relieve this ubiquitous restlessness.

Suddenly, a cold arm stretched over me.

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The eighth update is over.

Thank you to all the dear friends who voted for Zhizhi, thank you very much. Although I still kneel down [Woo wow...]

After that, eight updates will be made every day as usual~
Chapter completed!