My ex boyfriend won't let me fall in love

After sucking on Director He, the bald-headed scumbag abandoned him like a shoe, grabbed another security guard, and started kissing him mouth to mouth.

Just patronizing the stunned person who didn't have time to run was terrified. One covered his mouth and jumped back suddenly, but he didn't want to run too far, and finally hid in the corner, behind the equipment, inside the set more than ten meters away, stretched out One by one head quietly watching.

Hey hey, although it's scary, it's also exciting.

"Help, don't, don't come here, help me—pull, pull him away." The security guard who was left at the door was frightened like a two-hundred-pound child. Wei folded his hands on his chest, flustered and helpless, like a good woman who was being bullied by a bully.

"Cough, cough cough..." Fang Lingfei, who was knocked unconscious, woke up, and the sound of coughing broke the weird atmosphere of the scene.

Lu Xingshen pretended that the phone was not his own.

Fang Lingfei looked at him, picked up the phone by the way, squeezed it in his hand, and gave Lu Xingchen a smile.

Lu Xingshen: "..."

Lu Xingshen, who didn't want to think about how to get the physical evidence back, turned himself back to business. He wanted to take off the lipstick from the bald man's hand again, but he had already gained experience from the erotic demon, so he had already guarded against his move. He succeeded, and even manipulated the bald body to turn towards him and rush towards him.

Lu Xingshen narrowly missed.

His expression was calm, but his heart was beating a little fast, which was shocking.

Screenwriter Lu, who is not afraid of falling off a cliff or fighting with evil spirits, doesn't want to care about the bald head.

Seeing that he was caught by the bald head, Yan Mo's bright red lips curled up in a triumphant arc in the mirror, silently conveying a message to the puppet it controls, telling him not to really beat this human being to death.

Although this human being is very hateful, it can feel that his yang energy and energy are stronger than everyone in this room.

Fragrant and delicious, suck slip.

Oh, don't you dislike its taste?Isn't it a good thing to ruin it over and over again?Yan Mo decided to take revenge on him.

It was going to manipulate this fat man into ten French kisses on this man, to suck him dry, to disgust him, to torture him!

Plan pass!

Lu Xingshen has not yet felt its sinister intentions. Although the hardness of the bald head is not as strong as Chen Fang's, it is far superior to normal people. got closer and closer to the room.

Baldhead and Chen Fang were in a different situation at that time, probably because he looked really sorry and worried that something would happen again, Yanmo didn't want to bother to bewitch, and directly chose to manipulate, that is to say, his mind is sober now of.

Soberly felt that his body was out of control, soberly smeared a bloody mouth on himself, soberly kissed He and a security guard, and even soberly felt that other people looked at him with perverted eyes.

The sober bald man wanted to die.

Even though the body was still beating Lu Xingchen, both eyes were almost gone.

Lu Xingshen felt something was wrong while typing, and when he took time to look in the mirror, he found that the human-shaped mosaic who was covered in fog except for his mouth opened his mouth and silently said two words to him.

--"prey".

Fang Lingfei's voice suddenly sounded: "Be careful!"

He subconsciously turned his gaze back, and then his pupils shrank violently.Because the enlarged face of the bald man was less than ten centimeters away from him, and the other party's purpose was obviously to meet his mouth with bloody mouth.

Lu Xingshen:? ? ?

Lu Xingshen:! ! !

"...What the hell." Lu Xingshen lost his rationality, couldn't help but swear, and the anger in his heart surged up.

He folded his body and let the "kiss" go. When he was in the wrong body with the bald man, he grabbed him by the back of the neck, pressed him hard, and pressed him against the mirror with a "bang!"

By the way, the height was also adjusted so that the bald man's bloody mouth was fully in contact with the mouth in the mirror, so as to ensure a firm kiss, not a little bit open.

"Ah!" A harsh, indescribable voice came from the mirror.

The erotic demon whose whole body was in a mess, the only clear mouth left was spitting continuously.

Lu Xingshen couldn't help but think, so this ghost thing is disgusting.

The unlucky bald man struggled vigorously with his hands on the mirror, but Lu Xingshen didn't hold back his hand at all, and firmly pressed him on the mirror, making him entangled with the things in the mirror to the end of the world.

It wasn't until the bald director was as pale as a rag doll that he was half breathed before letting him go, turning his head and saying to Ling Fei, "rag."

Fang Lingfei handed him the rag that he had in his hand early in the morning, and the person who peeked in from outside the door felt a little complicated.

——Why do these two people have such a tacit understanding when they beat people up?

Lu Xingchen roughly wiped the bald man's lips several times with a rag, wrapped the lipstick in the rag, and threw it on the table.

The Yan Mo in the mirror was furious, Lu Xingchen smelled of rags in his hands, and he was not in a good mood. He first looked at the furious Yan Mo in the mirror, then at the cosmetics on the table, and asked Fang Lingfei: "Which one should I use?"

These words were endless, but Fang Lingfei seamlessly connected: "Foundation foundation."

After speaking, I picked it out for him.

Lu Xingshen unscrewed the cover, carefully and carefully, taking care to evenly drench the figure in the mirror, some places were not drenched, and he even used a rag to spread it evenly.

After pouring, he said with a little regret: "Ink is better."

Fang Lingfei: "Paint is also fine."

"Not a single one, though."

Yan Mo was about to die of anger.

It was so angry that the originally flat mirror surface covered with liquid foundation began to bubbling, undulating like discolored magma.

The bald man who had finally recovered his breath was so frightened that he almost fainted again, and said as if he was dying: "Mirror, mirror——"

Lu Xingchen frowned. He actually didn't have much experience in dealing with these things. Fang Lingfei thought for a while: "How about sticking the mirror and the floor together?"

"it should be OK."

The bald man reminded them feebly: "The mirror is nailed to the wall—".

There was nothing left to say, because he saw Lu Xingshen pressing the edge of the mirror and breaking it, but it didn't move, probably because he didn't want to break it, it was a bit difficult for a while, and then the difficult director Lu raised his hand and punched hammer on the wall.

"Crack,"

The wall is cracked...

The bald man felt that the wall was his forehead. He remembered the bar he had raised with Lu Xingchen just now, and tried hard to hide his fat body behind the chair.

Lu Xingchen noticed his small movements, and the corners of his lips curved, and said to him: "Don't be afraid."

Baldhead: ...more afraid

After digging out the mirror, Lu Xingshen and Fang Lingfei put it flat on the ground together to ensure that there was no gap between the contents inside and the ground.

Gritting her teeth angrily, Yan Mo was not reconciled, and hammered the mirror until it trembled.

Lu Xingshen looked at the mirror shaking like Parkinson's, thought for a while, and looked at the bald man, "Will you come by yourself or I will catch you."

One minute later, the bald director sat weakly, pitifully, and helplessly on the mirror, like a bewildered child.

Under the high pressure of the "child" weighing 220 catties, the mirror couldn't move at all.

The bald head: "Master, master, what should I do if I want to go to the bathroom?"

Lu Xingshen: "Hold on."

He added: "I can't hold back and just——"

Probably feeling that this kind of guessing was too disgusting, he mumbled, "Then you beg it to have a good temper and not rush out and beat you to death."

After finishing speaking, he reluctantly stretched out his hand and patted the guy's shoulder: "You have to do your best if you don't end up dying yourself, understand?"

"Understood."

The bald man was about to cry.

At this moment, there was a sound of "Pong!", and the door was slapped against the wall.

"Where is that evildoer?" A little brother in a Taoist robe tore away Deputy Director Chen who was peeking at the door, and entered the arena.

He explained to other people who were confused: "I——Pindao received a text message saying that there are evil spirits here, so I came here to try to subdue them."

Lu Xingshen: "...It's a text message from me."

When Director He came to find him, Lu Xingshen sent a text message to the mobile phone number attached in the booklet. Now that the person came, Lu Xingshen only felt that the words at the back of the booklet let everyone rely on themselves is so sweet.If we really had to wait for someone to rescue him, the corpses would probably be eaten to nothing but a few bones.

Daoist brother: "Where is that evildoer?"

Lu Xingchen pointed to the mirror where the bald man sat under his buttocks.

Bro:? ? ?

Fang Lingfei explained for him: "In the mirror."

The little brother looked at the bald man who was shaking and was about to faint and asked in surprise, "Why is this gentleman sitting on this?"

Lu Xingshen replied calmly: "I'll let him sit on it and press it down."

Daoist brother frowned. His phone number was only printed in the brochure, and the brochures were all for fellow Taoists to read. Although he had never met Lu Xingchen, he guessed that he was from some unpopular sect or family. , otherwise, how could you be so ignorant, it's fine if you don't clear the field when subduing evildoers, and let ordinary people get involved.

Thinking of this, he said displeasedly: "This fellow Taoist, how could you let him sit on the mirror possessed by a demon?"

The corners of Lu Xingchen's lips were slightly curved, and instead of arguing with him, he just said: "It's true that there are some taboos that I don't understand when I first enter the door of Taoism."

The Taoist brother reluctantly accepted his reason, and said with a little condescension: "Poverty Guping."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Lu Xingchen to answer, he let the bald head stand up, and fumbled for the talisman in his sleeve.

He felt that today's matter would probably be resolved within a few minutes. How powerful could this monster be suppressed by a pheasant Taoist who didn't understand anything?

I'm afraid it's not just a little demon, so the other party sent text messages over making a fuss.

As a leader among the younger generation of Taoist masters, he can easily catch a little monster in a matter of minutes.

Thinking of this, Gu Ping raised his chin and sneered at Lu Xingshen: "How do fellow Taoists usually learn? You can't solve such a thing, and you dare to walk outside. That's all, since you met me today, you should be by my side Watch!"

Saying so, he held a yellow talisman in his hand and lifted the mirror.

then,

His face was directly covered with something the color of liquid foundation.

As for the yellow talisman in his hand, it was scrapped within three seconds of meeting.

The translucent flamboyant who was covered in liquid foundation is now like a snot monster in a game. When he was in the mirror, he still had a human figure. After he escaped from the mirror, he was completely sticky. Moreover, it was not only sticky, but also Slender tentacles separated out, making it even more disgusting.

Yan Mo was furious in his heart, and he finally came out, and he didn't know who was in front of him. Anyway, it was a human being, and he directly smeared on the opponent's face, and the paste was even, intending to suffocate him, but the unlucky Gu Pingshou and drowning Struggling as if.

Lu Xingshen had a bit of a headache, as the pamphlet said, the people who come may not be reliable.

He could only pick up the rag again, intending to wrap it around his hand to see if he could pull the liquid foundation essence.

But he and his rag were too hostile, and just as he approached, the liquid foundation who was planning to linger on Gu Ping's face to the end of the world directly lifted a corner, separated dozens of tentacles, and shot towards Lu Xingchen!

Lu Xingshen picked up the poke next to it to block it. There was a mop in this bucket, and it should have been left there by Auntie Cleaning somehow, and now he borrowed it for use.

The moment the tentacles were all in the bucket, before the liquid foundation could react, he stabbed the mop in, and then started to spin!

Yes, it is to use a mop to press the tentacles to the bottom of the bucket and twist them desperately, twisting the tentacles into a twist.

Yanmo and Lu Xingshen started a tug-of-war battle using tentacles as ropes, one was twisted fiercely, the other was stuck tightly, only Gu Ping, who was brutally kissed by Yanmo, had a little gap in his mouth and screamed.

Lu Xingshen said to Fang Lingfei, "Oil."

Fang Lingfei understood instantly, and searched the room several times to find a bottle of cleansing oil. Without Lu Xingchen saying anything, he unscrewed the cap and poured it all in along the gap between the faces of Yan Mo and Gu Ping.

Lu Xingshen said to himself: "If it is lubricated, it won't be able to move, right?"

Saying so, he gripped the mop harder and turned it harder.

A pair of scissors appeared at the right time, and the actor Fang holding the scissors had an elegant smile on his lips.

Fang Lingfei didn't forget Qiu who was almost tricked by this thing, picked up the scissors and planned to cut off the tentacles.

Yan Mo is not afraid, Yan Mo doesn't care, Yan Mo even wants to ridicule.

Oh, naive, you thought a pair of scissors could cut off my tentacles?Do you know what material my tentacles are made of?Do you know that the difference between them is like heaven and earth?

Lu Xingshen: "Wait a minute. I have a talisman in my arms, take it out and put the scissors on it."

"Have you changed your career to become a magic stick?" Having said that, Fang Lingfei took out a stack of yellow talismans from his pocket, and wrapped them with two pairs of scissors without any doubt.

Yan Mo is still very confident, hehe, stupid human beings, do you think that low-quality and low-quality yellow talisman will be useful to my tenacious tentacles?Watch me break your scissors later.

Thinking this way, with a "click", the scissors did not jump, and the tentacles broke...

Not only was it broken, but the broken surface also sizzled.

Yan Mo was stunned, Yan Mo was stunned, and Yan Mo went berserk!

It didn't bother Gu Ping any more, a cloud of powder-colored mist rolled and surged, so angry that the whole body was deformed.

The tentacles in the bucket lost their connection with the main body, turned into mist and were about to return to Yanmo's body, Fang Lingfei quickly threw half of the remaining yellow talisman into it, covering the mist that had turned into tentacles.

The sizzling sound became louder.

To be honest, the sound is a bit like fried meat, and a bit like fried sizzling squid on the street.

Gu Ping, who was finally able to breathe freely, let out a long breath, his face was as red as a monkey's butt, half held back, half ashamed.

He magnified his words and thought that he could educate the scumbags, but he was the first to be recruited, and it was lucky that someone saved him.

But instead of being ashamed, Gu Ping was more angry, angry at the erotic demon.

If it wasn't for this damn monster, would he be able to make such a big embarrassment?No, I must find my way back!

Thinking of this, he took out a gossip mirror from his pocket, pointed it at Yanmo and took a picture.

Enveloped in the projection of the gossip mirror, Yanmo began to roll violently. Its body can be seen to be gray and black, and now it has added the color of a whole bottle of liquid foundation. After rolling and wriggling like this, the color is extraordinary and indescribable.

Fang Lingfei made a sudden move and yanked Lu Xingchen, narrowly avoiding the misty cloud that shot towards his face from the voluptuous demon. After pulling Lu Xingchen, he touched a long shawl from the sofa, Wrap this cloud of mist and tie it tightly.

As soon as it was tied on, the shawl began to crack, and he didn't expect that the shawl could really trap such an unscientific existence, so he directly pasted several talismans on it, and now the fog was completely calmed down.

Fang Lingfei couldn't help looking at the yellow talisman given by Lu Xingchen in his hand, and rubbed the bright red cinnabar with his fingertips.

On the other side, Ergu Ping began to go berserk with his face full of cleansing oil, and increased his manipulation of the gossip mirror. The whitish beam of light emitted from the gossip mirror gradually turned golden yellow, with a faint sense of solemnity, while Yanmo struggled in the light The magnitude is getting smaller and smaller.

There was a smile on Gu Ping's lips that he was about to get revenge, but just as he took out a jade bottle with one hand and was about to put the monster in the jade bottle, the mosaic-colored thick mist suddenly rolled and trembled again , the range of motion is more intense than before.

"Ding" sounded in everyone's ears.

What the gossip mirror shoots out is clearly an invisible beam of light, but now what makes everyone doubt their eyes is that this beam of light is like a piece of yellow glass with fine cracks suddenly appearing.

"Damn it!" Gu Ping couldn't even hold back his immortality, and frantically put away the gossip mirror, fearing that the treasured magic weapon would become trash if it was a second late.

The flamboyant demon that broke free from its shackles squirmed quickly in mid-air, changed and reorganized within two or three seconds, and then condensed into a vague human form while everyone was stunned, but it probably felt that this state was not lethal at all, and it only maintained a long time. In two seconds, it suddenly turned into a mouth.

Yes, just a mouth, nothing but a mouth, neither a body nor a head, not even a face.

The mouth opened, and the inside was pitch black, as if countless things were wriggling.

Squirming, squirming, and suddenly shooting out!

Lu Xingshen was too close, and he originally thought that this liquid foundation essence mainly relied on controlling others to fight, and was not vigilant enough. He didn't expect it to have this kind of attack method, so he was caught off guard.

Dodging in a bit of embarrassment, he frowned, thinking that those things were technically liquid foundation drool, he was in an extremely unpleasant mood, and touched the things on the table with his backhand.

Gu Ping was too anxious to collect the gossip mirror just now, before he had time to trap Yan Mo again, he saw Yan Mo rushing towards Lu Xingchen, anxious in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist, get away from it, this monster is extraordinary , it’s hard to—” Fu.

"Crack!" The remaining half of the word stuck in his throat.

Because Yan Mo was photographed directly on the wall.

The murder weapon, a fly swatter.

Gu Ping was so shocked that he couldn't move his jaw back.

Also a little skeptical about life.

He looked at the gossip mirror in his arms, then at the fly swatter, then at the gossip mirror, then at the fly swatter, and finally tried to convince himself that the fly swatter must be some special high-level magic weapon!Even if its shape is a bit weird, it can't hide the essence of being a high-level magic weapon.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glanced at the fly swatter again, and asked cautiously: "Dare to ask what is the weapon used by you?"

Lu Xingshen: "...Speak humanly."

"Brother, why is the magic weapon you use in such a shape?"

Lu Xingshen: "... Now should not be the time to talk about this, you should look behind first."

Gu Ping turned his head in bewilderment, and she was greeted by a huge, pursed mouth, which was now covering his face, expecting to have intimate contact with each other in a second.

"Damn it!!!" Gu Ping, who was so frightened that his legs were weak, fell down, narrowly avoiding this passionate kiss.

The mouth formed by the Yanmo remained undiminished, and he directly kissed Lu Xingchen.

Really, Lu Xingshen has seen many sorry-looking monsters and ghosts before, but none of them are as disgusting as the liquid foundation in front of him.

And this disgusting liquid foundation not only pursed his lips and planned to kiss him, but also let out a strange scream.

The screeching was harsh and unpleasant, with the whole process in one tune, but strangely, Lu Xingchen understood it.

【I want to suck your essence—】

Lu Xingshen suddenly fell silent.

Question: Under what circumstances can you understand the words of demons?

The answer is: when you are of the same race as it.

Landslides and ground cracks, the universe is destroyed!

A thread in Lu Xingshen's brain snapped with a "bang".