Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

Shuangyu wanted to break free.

But he couldn't break free from the other party's shackles.

He could only watch Liu Ting licking and sucking his wounds.

A numbing feeling came along with a stinging pain like a needle. He groaned and couldn't help but raise his hand to grab the short hair on the back of his head.

Liu Ting licked and sucked the blood off his calf bit by bit.

His whole body was trembling and panting, Shuangyu bit her lip tightly and looked down.

Sensing his gaze, Liu Ting slowly raised his eyes.

The pale lips were dyed a seductive red by his blood, making the face even more seductive and captivating.

dong dong dong.

Shuangyu's heart seemed to be beating a gong and a drum, and he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"

"Who do you think I am?"

Liu Ting did not answer his words, but asked with a half-smile.

His mind went blank, Shuangyu looked confused and shook his head.

"It's time to rest, ma'am."

The other party obviously wouldn't give him an answer and carried him to the canopy bed regardless of his wishes.

Straight man alarm sounds.

Almost all the hairs on Shuangyu's body stood on end.

He quickly pulled the quilt to cover his body and stared at him warily: "You also know that I am a man... Well... I heard that sex between men is very troublesome... If you don't do it right, you will get hurt. My whole body hurts now. , can you let me go?"

He had an inexplicable premonition that if he really had a relationship with an NPC, he would be the one who was suppressed!

Forget about kissing or anything like that, just treat it like a bite from a dog.

Dedicate yourself to your back, Dah-me!

Liu Ting did not speak, but looked him up and down with deep meaning.

The sense of real danger is mind-numbing.

"Go to sleep, I won't touch you now."

Unexpectedly, Liu Ting did not force himself, and raised his thin lips. He put on his clothes and lay beside Shuang Yu, closing his eyes quietly.

The surroundings once again fell into deathly silence.

Shuangyu didn't dare to move, and stared at Liu Ting like a frightened deer, fearing that he would suddenly regret it, jump up and rape him.

I have to say, this npc's face really has the power to make people crazy.

A small doubt formed in Shuangyu's heart.

Is the husband the ghost bride is looking for, the monster ghost with patches all over his body, or... the Liu Ting in front of her? !

"Hey, do you know..."

Unable to resist, he raised his hand to poke Liu Ting and spoke to him.

The other party was motionless, as if dead.

The extremely cold body temperature made Shuangyu shiver. Hesitantly, he put his hand on the tip of Liu Ting's nose.

The next second, my heart was in my throat.

Not breathing!

There was a marmot scream in his heart, and Shuangyu almost pissed himself in fear.

Sharing a bed with a ghost or something is too explosive!

He wants to run.

But when I think of the damn ghosts outside the door who are catching people and killing them.

It seems like...

Sharing a bed with this handsome male ghost is not so unacceptable anymore.

At least, he won't kill him!

He kept building himself up mentally, but his fear did not diminish.

Every time I mustered up the courage to leave, I would always hear the roar of ghosts and the screams of other people at inappropriate times.

He stayed up until the cockcrow, but Shuangyu, who couldn't hold on any longer, finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already broad daylight, and Liu Ting was nowhere to be found.

'Squeak—'

Opening the door, he limped out of the room.

In the courtyard, the disappeared servants reappeared, going about their work with numb expressions.

Hearing the sound, they all turned their heads.

They still had the same gray faces that had been dead for a few days, but the difference was that there was a hint of inquiry and a little fear in their eyes when they looked at Shuang Yu.

He... seems to have gotten a good card?

"The luncheon will start at twelve o'clock on time. You can go back to your room and wash up first."

Behind him, the maid in the flowered coat from yesterday appeared again, giving him orders with an expressionless face.

Shuangyu limped back to the room while being monitored by the other party.

Perhaps because it is a ghost house, there is no sunlight at all. It is covered by thick clouds, and the whistling cold wind blows by, and the coolness penetrates from head to toe.

He carefully opened the door and made sure there was no trace of the ghost bride in the house. Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly rushed into the house, closed the door, and finished in one go.

After dragging out the big red suitcase, Shuangyu hurriedly washed up and started looking for a change of clothes.

The box was full of skirts and not a single pair of trousers.

Forced to have no choice, he could only find a white Pomician irregular suspender dress, paired with a Maillard-style short motorcycle jacket, and flat Martin boots of the same color underneath.

High heels or whatever, after last night, he refused from the bottom of his heart.

After one night of repair, the sprained area was healed thanks to Xiao Ai’s ointment.

Even the wound bitten by the evil spirit still exists, but it may have been disinfected by Liu Ting's saliva and has not become suppurative or inflamed.

There was a knock on the door, and the maid again urged him to move faster.

Shuangyu quickly took out a slightly curly waist-length wig and was about to put it on when a doubt arose in her mind.

This wig is very lifelike. Could it have been ripped off a corpse? !

His scalp was numb, and he refused to think about this problem anymore. He hurriedly put it on, put on reddish-brown lipstick, picked up the satchel with the clues, and went out.

He was still the latest to arrive.

Several people in the dining room had not slept all night, and their mental state was very bad. Even if they changed their clothes, their fatigue was very obvious.

Shuangyu, who had slept all night, was in the best condition among them.

"It seems that Miss Yin slept well last night... You seem to be lucky. Each of us is hovering on the edge of life and death, but you were able to sleep peacefully and well."

Zhou Yan felt a little uncomfortable, and her words were neither yin nor yang.

"Where's Sister Li?"

Shuangyu was too lazy to pay attention to the other party's weirdness, and found that there was one person missing, so he naturally changed the subject and asked.

Zhou Yan had a ghost in her heart and closed her mouth with a stern expression.

The others were obviously also greatly affected, and none of them spoke.

From their expressions, Shuangyu understood.

Li Chunhua couldn't survive last night and died!

The atmosphere became a little tense.

"How did she die?"

Confused, Shuangyu couldn't help but speak again.

Zhou Yan suddenly became furious like a cat that had stepped on its tail: "How she died has anything to do with you. Why are you so careless? We didn't see you when something happened. Now you are crying like a cat and pretending to be compassionate. Don't you think so?" Is it disgusting?"

"No, what are you so excited about? I'm just wondering..."

Shuangyu felt more and more strange that he was not as familiar as a woman, but he felt uncomfortable after all.

"She is the murderer of Li Chunhua. Can you not be excited?"

Yiyi sneered and exposed it ruthlessly.

"Ah... let me tell you, it feels like you have eaten explosives. It turns out you are a thief with a guilty conscience."

He Jin, who didn't have a good impression of Zhou Yan, said sarcastically again.

"Mr. Shang... they bullied me... I really didn't mean to harm Sister Li... the situation yesterday..."

Zhou Yan's eyes turned red, and she looked at Shang Sheng aggrievedly, pretending to explain, but actually she wanted the other party to help him stand up.

"Miss Zhou, do you know the difference between humans and animals?"

Shang Sheng's smile was a little weak, and his eyes when he looked at her were extremely cold.