Heroic Death System

Qin Yuan went back to the preparation tool on the same day and personally drove the ship and secretly transported the flame along with the glass enamel to his island. Because he did not know the specific condition of the flame, he did not rashly move him, but opened the cover so that he could wake up and freely enter and exit.

In addition, Qin Yuan has also placed strict monitoring measures and defense systems around him, and does not allow anyone to get close. At present, the island is under construction. The house where he lives is in a relatively secluded position. Usually no one is disturbing.

Qin Yuan felt that insomnia was also good for the first time, so that he could stay in the flames and stay patiently waiting for his return. However, on the seventh day of the afternoon, Qin Yuan suddenly felt a sense of sleep, and the eyelids supported a few times. Finally, he fell asleep unconsciously. In the meantime, he seemed to see a familiar figure slowly coming to him. By the side, call his name...

Flame, are you back?

Qin Yuan is too tired, his eyes are like being stuck, he can't open it completely, feel the breath of the ocean, and he completely sinks into deep sleep.

A white hand, gently licking the hair of Qin Yuan, still standing naked beside him, with rejoicing joy and deep pity in his eyes.

In fact, his consciousness has long been awake, but his body has not yet fully integrated. He is very clear about Qin Yuan’s life in these days. Every day except for his work, he is almost inseparable from him. He has not closed his eyes for seven days and seven nights. From the words of Secretary Anson, it is still known that he has suffered from insomnia. He has not really slept for a long time.

Looking at his blue eyes and his tired face, he couldn't feel bad.

So the first thing he woke up was to use the hypnotic effect of the dolphin sound wave, let him sleep well, raise his spirit, and then meet the first meeting after the return.

It is still possible to put Qin Yuan on the bed first, then turn to the bathroom to rinse it out. After washing and scouring, he slid into the quilt, and Meimei lay down beside Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan seems to feel something general, the body moved a few times, leaning his head to the still, the whole buried in his arms, hands clinging to his waist, a stretch of face, like a lazy big cat.

I can't help but kiss his forehead: "Dear, have a good dream."

Qin Yuan’s lips are slightly raised, but there seems to be glittering in the corners of his eyes...

Uh... I don’t know how long it took, Qin Yuan’s communicator came with a string of monotonous and crisp ring tones.

Can still hang up the communicator, look at the caller ID, is the secretary Ansong. It is 7 o'clock in the evening, probably to remind Qin Yuan to eat?

I thought about it, sent a text message to the other party and told him that if there is no important thing, don't bother him today. Compared to a dinner, Qin Yuan now needs sleep more.

The message was sent successfully, and the mute was set by the way, but it was possible to lie down again. Originally, he didn't have any sleepiness, but he saw Qin Yuan sleeping so comfortably. He closed his eyes and slept happily.

The next morning, I was still asleep, feeling like a feather licking from my face, light and soft, with a warm breath.

The "feather" stops on his lips, slides back and forth, and then slowly penetrates into the teeth.

"...hey?" Still looking at the man who was close at hand.

"Flame, flame." Qin Yuan clung to the person in his arms, leaning his head on his neck, greedily feeling his body temperature and heartbeat.

Not a dream, his flame is really back! The joy in Qin Yuan’s heart is simply indescribable.

"Flame, flame." In addition to not calling his name, he can't say anything at the moment.

It was so good to listen to him for a few minutes, seeing that he did not seem to stop at all, simply holding his face and slamming his lips.

The world is quiet, leaving only two people who are hard to find.

The loneliness of the two worlds was completely filled from this kiss.

Hey, hey, the doorbell rang, and then the electronic sound of the home help system came: [Master, Ansong visited, is it allowed to enter? 】

Qin Yuan was reluctant to let go of the person in his arms and said casually: "Let him send me an email. I have no time to see him."

【Ok. 】 The home help system truthfully conveyed Qin Yuan’s words to those outside the door.

Anson was speechless for a while. Qin had been in the house for more than ten hours. He had not eaten dinner or breakfast. Is this the rhythm of losing weight?

As his secretary, Anson had to remind one: "General Qin, please take care of your body, no matter what you have to deal with, don't forget to eat."

Anson's voice is transmitted to the room through the communication device.

Don't leave your head to avoid the man's kiss and push: "Get up, go eat."

Qin Yuan did not hear the general, biting the bite of the chin, his lips all the way down, and then lingering in his chest. Nowadays, no food is available to anyone in front of you. Even if he is repeated for thousands of years, he will not be tired. (Available: for thousands of years, the meat has collapsed.)

It is still visible that he is so "sexual" and he is so eager to entangle his legs and entangle his waist. He looks at the Queen Fan: "Go to dinner after you finish."

Qin Yuan heard the words, the homeopathic, straight no roots, and then began to operate rhythmically.

His frequency is not fast, just like tasting delicious, chewing slowly, and very skillful to change position. Desires become harder and harder with constant friction.

I can still feel the changes in the body, and the eyes are covered with a mist, sparkling with radiant radiance.

Qin Yuan’s eyes were dark, his head bowed his eyes, his waist was simultaneously exerting his force, and he was heavily plunged into the deep belly...

Poor Anson, completely left behind by the two people in the room. He waited for ten minutes outside the door and never got a response, and he had to be discouraged.

It was not until three hours later that Qin Yuan let Ansong deliver the meal. His residence usually does not allow the babysitter to enter, and the daily life is basically the responsibility of Ansong.

When Ansong walked into the room with a large package, the first thing I saw was Qin Yuan, who was refreshed and seemed to be the second spring. Then I saw the sorrowful sitting next to him, and suddenly I was stunned.

"You..." He opened his mouth in shock, as if he saw something incredible creature.

Anshang’s identity, Ansong knows, and it is clear that Qin Yuan’s insomnia is also due to his departure. But is he not already dead? His body was still seen by his own eyes and Qin Yuan was buried.

Qin Yuan had a lifetime experience and knew Anson's personality very well. Even in his most difficult time, he did not betray him. Therefore, Qin Yuan did not hide anything from him. He said bluntly: "You are not mistaken, he is a flame. The flame that comes back to life."

Anson stayed for a long while, and then stuttered and stumbled: "Dolphin is such a powerful creature?"

Qin Yuan looked at the fairness in his arms, and his eyes flashed a bit of happiness and pain. Fortunately, the magic of the flame, the pain is not found in the last time, causing him to be trapped in the dark sea, I do not know what kind of despair.

Whenever I think of this, Qin Yuan feels awkward. Although God gave him the opportunity to be born again, so that he can make up for the mistakes of the past, but this thing may become the thorn of his heart forever.

I still don't know that Qin Yuan's thinking is infinitely diverging, completely immersed in all kinds of terrible delusions.

He stood up and took the tray from Ansson and placed the food on the table one by one.

"I am coming, you are resting." Qin Yuan offered the best quality and most intimate service, but he was only responsible for eating.

Of course, if he asks, Qin Yuan does not mind feeding it by hand.

An Song sees Qin Yuan’s diligent appearance, and he is almost a day before. At this moment, it seems that the whole person is alive and his face is full of glory.

Ansong’s heart is both gratifying and envious. Reassuring Qin Yuan's perk, envying the deep feelings of the two.

Ansong’s brain suddenly flashed through the shadows of the waves. Since the flames can become humans, can the waves be? It seems that he has to exchange feelings with the waves, and maybe he can have a good love of the dolphins.

Affected by Qin Yuan and the flames, his love for the dolphins is almost beyond the racial boundaries.

At this time, the waves that are swimming in the bottom of the sea are not chilling. The simple guy, I don’t know that there is a "wandering" human being licking his round body...

In the evening, Qin Yuan told Shang can tell what happened in the past two years after he died.

"The laboratory has not given up on studying the dolphins gene, and I expect that terrible consequences will occur soon." This is Qin Yuan's personal experience, the tone is very dull. Whether in the past or in this life, he did not intend to do anything. Human desires are endless. Today, he can help him, and he may bring endless troubles to himself. In the past, he was because of the scruples of the state system, so that the flames were repeatedly hurt again and again.

The same mistake, he will never make another second.

"What are your plans for the future?" asked.

Qin Yuan smiled and opened the screen. A virtual stereo image appeared in the room. It was the plan of the island.

"I am going to build an island paradise, you can see." Qin Yuan showed the images one by one, and gave a detailed introduction.

At the end, he smiled. "How do you feel? If you are not satisfied, we can modify it at any time."

Qin Yuan's island planning is obviously designed according to the living habits of the dolphins. It connects the sea area, is convenient to enter and exit, and is easy to hide. It can change the shape in different directions without worrying about being discovered.

Still turning to look at Qin Yuan, the eyes flashed.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yuan asked softly.

Can still reveal a brilliant smile, hug his neck, and he kissed him in his mouth.

The man bought the island after he "dead" and built a longing and hopeless future. Today, he will make this future a reality.

"Qin Yuan, this island is good, the name is not good." Shang can express.

"Is the Wings of Fire not good? What name do you want to change?"

Can still be one word: "Flame House."

From now on, here is the home of the flames, the home that Qin Yuan established for the flames and belongs to them.