From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Chapter 770 Humanity’s Self-Rescue 6

Sayid put down the cup suddenly: "I remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, he hurriedly opened the door and ran out, as if there was a ghost chasing him.

Meng Liu was discouraged. It was said that the humans who stayed behind all had good genes. She saw that the others were not so good and they were all better than the others in protecting themselves.

Ying Liu was walking into the corridor when a golden figure ran past him. He looked at the way the man came and had an idea in his mind. He thought that Meng Liu might not have given up yet and was planning to incite others to rebel.

Meng Liu was slumped on the sofa, feeling depressed. He hadn't slept the whole night and had two big dark circles under his eyes.

At this moment, her body and mind suffered a double blow. Even if she was mentally strong, she felt a little depressed.

There was another knock on the door.

She walked lazily towards the door in her slippers. Could it be that Sayid had changed his mind?

"Can I come in?" Ying Liu asked in a low voice.

Meng Liu shrugged, turned around and walked back, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a pillow stuffed in his arms.

She was wearing a suspender skirt today. Because of her lazy and casual posture, the strap on her left shoulder slipped down, revealing a piece of fair and round shoulder. Ying Liu swallowed unconsciously when he saw it.

Meng Liu yawned, and some physiological tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, making her look pitiful.

Ying Liu quickly lowered his head to hide his red cheeks. "I thought about it carefully last night. If everyone is like me, seeking benefits and avoiding harm, then what awaits us is just living to the age of 50 and then being killed. So... I am willing to join your plan and accept your orders."

Meng Liu looked up at him lightly. Before yesterday, she might have thought that humans had backbones, but now her idea was not so wonderful.

It was a very simple question. Ying Liu rejected her without any hesitation yesterday, but today he made a 180-degree turn and stood on the same side with her.

Even Thunder God couldn't change his expression as quickly as he did.

She reasonably wondered if this person would back off again if something else happened along the way.

[System, what is his identity? Is he the male protagonist? ]

[Yes, host, Ying Liu is one of the male protagonists. ]

After the misunderstanding in the previous life, she now had to ask more questions before completing a mission to avoid making the same mistake again.

If he's the male lead, then it's fine.

Meng Liu still believes in her man very much.

She raised her eyebrows at Ying Liu and hooked her finger.

Ying Liu didn't quite understand what she meant.

"Carry me to the room."

There’s not so much twists and turns. Just one word: do it and it’s done.

You have to go to bed sooner or later anyway.

Ying Liu was completely confused. He scratched his ears, fearing that he had heard wrongly, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"Take me to bed."

This time Meng Liu's words were even more explicit, and Ying Liu's hand on his knee moved unconsciously: "Why?"

"Is there any relationship between men and women that is more stable than that?"

Some things should be said just to the point. Ying Liu is also a smart man, so he naturally understands what she means.

She doesn't believe him.

In this era, not only are humans scarce in number, but the male-to-female ratio is also extremely exaggerated, almost ten to one, because most of the work that artificial intelligence disdains to do is tiring and dirty.

It is undeniable that men are naturally stronger than women and are more adaptable to these jobs.

Ying Liu never expected that Meng Liu would use sexual relations to tie him to her side.

But it’s understandable.

He pressed his lips into a straight line, stood up, and ran his bony hands across her back and knees.

After carrying the person steadily into the bedroom and placing him on the bed, he did not ask again.

It is impossible for a man to have lived to this age without ever thinking of such a thing.

I have to say that Meng Liu’s proposal is correct.

They are different individuals, and before this they didn't even have any extra connection, so this is the only rope that keeps them together and prevents them from betraying each other.

He did not give Meng Liu a chance to regret. As soon as they got on the bed, he started kissing her tenderly. Meng Liu tilted her head slightly in an attempt to stop his eagerness.

Ying Liu held her face firmly and covered it forcefully.

In some ways, his personality is somewhat similar to his appearance, both are a little bit childish, like an unreasonable child who insists on doing things his own way.

When she was almost out of breath, Ying Liu let her go, and the hands on both sides of her cheeks became gentle. He gently pushed aside the loose hair on her neck and kissed her neck.

Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with just a quick taste, and at this moment, he was no longer sitting on the sofa with a red face. Even in broad daylight, his movements became wanton.

Her waist was being caressed by a large hand, and the loose hem of her pajamas revealed a gap, which Ying Liu did not let go.

Meng Liu turned his head away and didn't look at him, but his body suddenly tensed up.

Ying Liu chuckled. He thought that her smooth movements were due to her having experienced a lot.

I originally wanted her to teach me, but seeing her shy reaction, forget it...

His figure covered her tightly, with a teasing smile in his eyes.

Meng Liu was like a fish out of water, her pajamas had long been torn apart, and the area above her collarbone was covered with red kiss marks visible to the naked eye.

She couldn't help but reach out and grab his back. The pain made Ying Liu's breath suddenly disordered, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged instantly.

I seem to have discovered what he likes.

I didn't expect this kid has some potential to be a masochist.

She looked at him innocently, her nails no longer gentle, they dug into his flesh tenderly, leaving traces of blood.

Ying Liu looked at her excitedly, without saying a word, but his eyes were full of encouragement and eagerness to try.

Meng Liu chuckled, moved her hands from behind to his neck, and tightened them instantly.

The feeling of suffocation quickly spread to the lungs, mixed with countless inexplicable meanings, and in just a moment, Ying Liu was completely defeated.

He held her in his arms, panting, and silently buried his head in her chest, his face full of satisfaction.

"Go take a shower?" He said that and the woman beside him didn't answer for a long time. Ying Liu turned his head to take a look and saw that she had fallen asleep.

He couldn't help laughing, so he simply got up, went to the bathroom, wet the towel, and wiped her carefully.

He took out a skirt from the closet and put it on her, and then he had nothing to do.

What remains after that great joy is a great loss.

His hormone level plummeted, making him realize that Meng Liu and he were acting like this simply because they didn't trust each other.

He sat in front of the desk in a daze. There were no books on the desk, only a few pictures drawn with lines. Although Ying Liu couldn't understand what they were, he could see the intimidation through the paper from the unique shape and the black holes.

When there was a knock on the door, Ying Liu came back to his senses.

When Meng Liu woke up, it was already evening.