Doomsday disaster: Create my own goddess army

The sun shines high, and the golden light spills into the house, illuminating the inside.

Lin Zifeng looked at the ceiling in the house with confused eyes, his head was still dizzy, he hadn't reacted to what happened last night, all this was as unreal as a dream.

He had just established a relationship with Xu Jiayi, and he had not yet sorted out his relationship with Xu Jiayi and Su Mengdie, and now this kind of thing happened with Song Qian.

"Shhh!" Lin Zifeng wanted to sit up, and there was a tingling pain in his waist, which made him gasp.

This Song Qian usually looks gentle and virtuous, but she didn't expect to be so crazy, and her body was full of her scratches.

"Hmm..." Lin Zifeng's inhalation woke up the sleeping Song Qian, and she opened her beautiful eyes and blinked in confusion.

When she saw Lin Zifeng's naked and robust upper body, the scene of last night instantly flooded into her mind, her pretty face became even redder, and a trace of mist appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Tick, tick!" A tear slipped down her white and flawless face and ran down her white and flawless cheek onto the pillow.

"Xiao Lin, I'm sorry, it was Sister Song who hurt you!" Song Qian whispered, her beautiful eyes showing guilt, "You go quickly, Sister Song will turn herself in later, the monitoring here is also turned off by this beast, and it will not implicate you." Saying

that, Song Qian sat up and wanted to put on the tattered skirt.

However, Lin Zifeng put his arm around her slender waist and said softly: "Sister Song, I said, everything has me, isn't it?" When

he and Song Qian were just landlords and tenants, Lin Zifeng thought about how to help Song Qian, and now that they have a deeper relationship, he is naturally less likely to abandon Song Qian.

Hearing Lin Zifeng's warm words, Song Qian was stunned, turned her head to look at Lin Zifeng, and a layer of mist rose in her beautiful eyes, "Xiao Lin, Sister Song is not worth your doing, you are still young, you shouldn't take yourself..." Lin

Zifeng lowered her head and pouted Song Qian's pink and red lips, and told Song Qian her determination with actions.

Song Qian was gagged by Lin Zifeng and couldn't speak, and the feeling in her heart was extremely complicated.

Her husband betrayed her for his factory and interests, but what about Lin

Zifeng? Lin Zifeng's performance is beyond her imagination, he stood up when he was in danger, and did not abandon himself in the face of such a desperate situation, and was willing to find a way to solve the problem with himself, which is what many men can't do.

The husband and wife were originally the same forest birds, and they flew separately when the disaster came.

And when he encountered difficulties, Lin Zifeng was willing to accompany him through the difficulties, and this friendship moved Song Qian.

"Hmm... Hmm..." Song Qian's arms wrapped around Lin Zifeng's neck, slightly opening her red lips to make a staccato sound, allowing Lin Zifeng to ravage her red lips.

This is when she was awake, she willingly kissed Lin Zifeng.

For a long time, Lin Zifeng was finally willing to let go of Song Qian's red lips, and the two gasped and stared at each other.

"Sister Song, will you leave everything to me?" Lin Zifeng gently stroked Song Qian's slightly powdery cheek.

"Hmm!" Song Qian snorted softly and nodded.

Lin Zifeng smiled, and then got up and came to the fat boss's corpse, thinking about how to deal with it.

Lin Zifeng always had a feeling that he could handle this matter well, which was one of the reasons why he asked Song Qian to hand it all over to him.

It's not just because he has a relationship with Song Qian and is unwilling to abandon her, but more importantly, this feeling.

Lin Zifeng touched the fat boss's corpse with one hand, closed his eyes, and looked for this feeling.

Suddenly, the fat boss's body disappeared in place, if not for the blood around it, as if the corpse had never appeared here.

Song Qian covered her small mouth with both hands, her eyes widened, and she looked at all this incredulously, but she did not make a sound, but quietly waited for Lin Zifeng.

At this time, Lin Zifeng felt that he had come to a vast and boundless space, where there was nothing, no flowers, no grass, no blue sky and no white clouds, only empty space.

Suddenly, the corpse of the fat boss appeared in front of him, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Then Lin Zifeng opened his eyes and found that the body of the fat boss had indeed disappeared.

A smile appeared on Lin Zifeng's face, and then he turned his head to look at the bloodstained carpet, bed quilt, and fruit knife.

His hand touched these things, carpets, bed quilts, fruit knives, and all disappeared into his vast space.

"Little... Xiao Lin, what are you, magic?" Song Qian looked at this scene in shock, her beautiful eyes were filled with rich surprise, and said in a trembling voice.

"Great, Sister Song, it's solved! It's finally solved!" Lin Zifeng hugged Song Qian's delicate body, and after turning around a few times, said ecstatically.

Lin Zifeng was happy and excited because the materials had a way to store them, of course, there were also reasons for the corpse, but in Song Qian's opinion, Lin Zifeng was completely excited because the body was missing, and it was completely because of her safety.

Song Qian hugged Lin Zifeng tightly and refused to let go, "Xiao Lin, thank you, Sister Song owes you a lifetime, and I can't pay it off in this life!" Lin Zifeng

put Song Qian down, and then glanced around and said: "Sister Song, let's wipe some blood stains on the bed and the ground, don't leak it, so that there is no monitoring, and no body can suspect you, even if they suspect them, they can't find evidence."

"Hmm!" Song Qian nodded heavily, and then the two picked up the towels in the room and wiped some small blood stains.

"Whew!" After

finishing everything, Lin Zifeng let out a long sigh of relief, and the whole person collapsed on the bed.

Originally, he thought that there was not much, but when he wiped it up, he found that there were still a lot, especially on the bed and tiles.

But in order not to arouse unnecessary suspicion, the bed and bed state must not be taken away, so they had to obediently wipe up.

As for the bed quilt and carpet, it's a big deal to say anything, because it left a trace of the two people, embarrassed to stay here, so they took it away and destroyed it, and they couldn't do anything if they thought about it.

Of course, on the way to wipe, Lin Zifeng also said his thoughts, and at the same time told Song Qian that no matter who asked, he had to say that he didn't know, and only knew that he would be with him after waking up.

"Xiao Lin..." Suddenly, Song Qian turned over and rode on Lin Zifeng's body, stretched out her hands to hook his neck, stared directly into his eyes with her eyes hooked, and said with a breath: "You say, should we leave some traces here?" Lin Zifeng

was stunned, and then understood what Song Qian meant, and a bad smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth: "Then it depends on how Sister Song wants to leave a trace." "