Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

"What's going on here?"

Those who woke up after hearing the sound went out of the room to see what was going on, especially Hu Zhi. As he was pushing the door, he felt as if something was blocking the corner of the door, and a heavy resistance came over him.

Si Mo had just washed his face, and the hair on his forehead was still half dry. He looked towards Meng Rui's feet, just a casual glance, but this glance suddenly made his heart sink.

As Hu Zhi pushed the door outward, the shoulder of the thing on the ground moved up and down. Meng Rui fell to the ground with a pale face, shaking her head and struggling backwards in panic.

There were two bodies overlapping each other. Their identities could be identified based on their clothes: Wang Xu and Jiang Yuhan.

They were stained red from head to toe with oozing blood, as if they had just come out of a blood bath, and the biggest and most fatal wound on their bodies was on the heart.

They all died last night after their hearts were hollowed out. Apart from that, it can be seen that the woman's clothes were disheveled before she died, and Wang Xu's eyes were dug out alive, but there were black holes inside, not flesh and blood.

The black gas that had only spread on the wound on his right hand yesterday had now occupied most of his body, so he looked like he was burnt.

Through the crack in the door, Hu Zhi also vaguely saw the solidified bright red on the ground. His hands paused and he looked at the boy opposite in a daze.

Seeing that the young man made eye contact with him, he nodded slightly.

Hu Zhi understood and immediately made up his mind. He pushed the door open with all his strength. His huge body barely squeezed out from the gap beside the corpse. He stood next to Si Mo and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't know why, it seemed that as long as he was close to this calm young man, he always felt a huge sense of security.

The woman's voice echoed throughout the Rose Villa. The housekeeper who was preparing meals on the first floor heard the noise and quickly rushed to the scene with some people.

Under the gaze of several people, he calmly directed those people to carry the body away and clean the floor, walls and other traces of blood.

Soon, all traces here were cleared away and the place was cleaned spotlessly, as if nothing had ever happened.

The butler smiled and bowed to the three people, saying, "In half an hour, the guests need to go to the restaurant on the first floor for dinner. Today, a ceremony to bury the little princess will be held... and new tasks will be issued."

The butler looked at Si Mo meaningfully, then bowed even more politely to him alone.

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Seeing this, Hu Zhi leaned close to Si Mo's ear, intending to ask him what he meant, but when he accidentally lowered his head, he was shocked by what Si Mo was wearing today.

“Oh my god!? You are…”

He hadn't looked carefully before, but now he came to his senses and looked the young man next to him carefully up and down. Then he took a half step back with lingering fear and distanced himself from Si Mo.

Si Mo's face was extremely grim. He was standing there numbly, his brows furrowed in impatience, and his fists hidden behind his back were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound.

"Why are you dressed like this...special fetish?" Hu Zhi asked carefully.

Si Mo: “…No.”

God? Know how he dresses like that.

When he woke up, not only was his body covered with traces of what had happened, he even discovered that the clothes he had worn the night before were gone.

Next to the bed was a set of folded European clothes, which were women's.

Are you kidding me??!

If he wore it, his dignity as the Fox God would be completely gone.

But he didn't wear it. The person who prepared this suit didn't seem to give him a second choice. He could only go out naked.

… …Tsk.

After going through an extremely difficult psychological struggle, Si Mo closed his eyes tightly, with a look of disgust on his face, and finally reluctantly stretched out his hand...

It just so happens that this evening dress seemed to be carefully made according to his own figure. The waistline was pulled to fit him exceptionally well, and there was an exquisite velvet bow decoration in front that could not be ignored at all.

Fluffy bustle, gorgeous lake blue lace, ribbons, bows...

But even though he was dressed like this, you could still tell that Si Mo was a man, without any feminine qualities. It was the first time that Hu Zhi thought of using the word "handsome" to describe a man.

The style of the dress could not completely cover the skin below the neck and above the collarbone, which was still covered with scarlet spots.

Therefore, Hu Zhi’s focus was particularly special: “Were you bitten by a mosquito?”

Si Mo pulled the material upwards unnaturally and said coldly, "It was bitten by a dog."

There were no mosquitoes here, and the man didn't see any dogs. He didn't understand what Si Mo said.

Having just witnessed such a disgusting scene, even Meng Rui lost her appetite.

She seemed like she hadn't come to her senses yet. Her eyes would stare straight ahead every once in a while, and her pupils would tremble uncontrollably. Finally, she put down her knife and fork, hugged her knees, and shook me on the chair, forming a self-protective posture.

These two people had been living next door to her a few hours ago. She even thought it was very noisy at first, but then she didn't know what happened and there was suddenly no movement. Who knows if she will be the one to die next time.

"Did you hear any noises last night?"

Hu Zhi took a deep breath and said, "Actually, I'm not that surprised that they would die."

"What sound?" Si Mo shook his head and said, "I didn't hear it."

Hu Zhi looked at him in surprise, "How is it possible? Jiang Yuhan shouted so loudly last night, everyone in the villa should have heard it."

After saying that, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the huddled woman across the table. He wanted to ask something, but thinking about what had happened before, he decided to forget it.

Hu Zhi shrugged: "I told them not to leave the room, but they just didn't take it seriously..."

"It was probably around one or two o'clock. I was still not very sound asleep at that time, and I vaguely heard some noise next door, like a door being unlocked."

"Later, I heard the sound of them talking coming from Jiang Yuhan's room. Because we were far away, I didn't know what happened next."

"About half an hour later, I was woken up by another scream."

"I was half asleep at that time and I almost opened the door to look." He still feels scared when he thinks about it now.

"Screaming?" Si Mo frowned: "Why didn't I hear anything at all."

"Who knows..." Hu Zhi drank the half glass of water in front of him and continued, "I heard someone running in the corridor."

At this point, a trace of guilt and hesitation flashed in his eyes, and even his voice became much quieter: "Actually, I know it was Jiang Yuhan who was knocking on my door."

It was obvious that he did not open the door for the woman.

In that situation, everyone would put their own safety first.

He couldn't be blamed for the deaths of those two people.

Human nature is selfish, so it is normal for him not to be a saint.