The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

Du Feng broke out in cold sweat involuntarily, and he often heard from his classmates about the strange things he encountered when he went out, such as ghost knocking on the door, ghost peeling, ghost pressing the bed and so on.

But it doesn't make sense. I haven't heard that there are so many hands in the ghost press. Could it be that what the post said is true, he was really revenged by the monster?

No, believe in the party, believe in science!

After living most of his life, it is still impossible for him to accept ghosts easily.

And the hand holding him still had a slight body temperature, although it was cold, but the palm was soft, fleshy but not callused, not like a man's, but like a woman's.

who is it?

Du Feng struggled violently. He was lying on his side, his upper body was restrained, his lower body was not, and his legs still had some strength left.

But the man was half-riding him, sitting on his lap, only his calf could move.

Du Feng bent his knees and kicked the man with his heel, but just as he hit him, his foot was also caught.

Another hand held his ankle with such strength that it could crush bones, completely controlling his leg.

Five hands!

God, is it three people?

No no, the bed is so small, there is no room for three people, and he feels like he is alone!

It's over, it's over, it's really hell!

Du Feng had mixed feelings in his heart, but the man's hand was very steady. He unhurriedly penetrated into his chest and groped around it, as if he was looking for something.

Looking for something?

Du Feng thought about it, when did he owe someone money?Or took something from others?

But he was wearing pajamas, and he didn't even have a pocket. If you want to find it, you should look for it in the closet, or in your clothes. How could you find it on him?

what is the problem?

Du Feng was a little scared, but more out of curiosity, not because he was so brave, but because this person never made a move. If he wanted money and sex, he should get to the point after a long time.

But this person didn't touch his lifeline, didn't take his money, and didn't kiss him or anything like that.

The movements are simple and direct, and they don't stay in one place too much. After touching it, they go to the next place. Moreover, it is obviously such a wretched thing that he does it with a sense of sacredness.

what happened?

The hand was still going on, pulling away his hair and touching the skull, as if wanting to engrave him in his heart, touching very carefully.

Then it was the ear. I touched it along the earlobe, and then went to the other side. When I touched his earrings, I paused, as if I was curious about what it was?

The nimble fingers caressed the earrings one after the other, pulling them out again and again.

It hurts, brother!

Du Feng grinned his teeth, and the hand finally stopped, stroked his forehead, eyes, nose, lips, and chin, and touched his original point again.

Down the neck, I touched it back and forth for more than ten minutes, and finally stayed on his buttocks, scratching and pinching the nails, as if doing something?

Du Feng clearly felt the burning pain in that place, as if someone had tattooed it.

He had planned to get a tattoo before, but he stopped in pain as soon as he got a stroke, and now the stroke is still on his waist.

Du Feng endured the pain, sweating coldly on his forehead.

That hand still kept on pressing his buttocks tightly, scratching and scratching on the right buttocks, and for some reason, his buttocks on that side lit up, illuminating half of the bed.

Du Feng glanced at it from the corner of his eye, his expression froze.

What the hell?

The project seemed to be finally completed, the light dimmed, and a gust of wind blew in, bringing darkness back into the house, and the hand holding him disappeared without a trace.

Du Feng opened his mouth and roared violently, "Who are you!"

There was no response, the sea breeze blew past, and the windows rattled.

Unwilling to give up, Du Feng got out of bed with bare feet and turned on the flashlight. There were only him and the fat man in the room. The fat man was sleeping soundly, and he didn't react at all after so many things happened.There are two other colleagues who are on night shift and haven't come back yet.

There is only a faint smell of the sea in the air, like the smell of the ocean, which is not obvious in this place where the sea is everywhere and seafood is eaten every day.

Du Feng remembered the mark on his buttocks, and hurriedly stood in front of the closet to check it. It was located on the right buttock, very far away, and he had to turn half of his body to see it.

There is nothing, it is clean, the place that has been wrapped in underwear all the year round is whiter than the waist, and it maintains full elasticity, but there are a few white marks left when the fingers are pressed down hard, but unfortunately they disappeared after a while .

Like he had a nightmare tonight.

Did you really not wake up?

Du Feng turned his head, the movement of turning his body was too strenuous, he couldn't last long.

The room was still quiet, and the light of the flashlight was yellow, as if everything was his hallucination.

However, where he couldn't see, a pattern slowly emerged on his buttocks.

A translucent lighthouse jellyfish spread its tentacles in the sea water, and its figure was a little more magical in the blue sea water. It moved slowly, from the buttocks to the waist, and seemed to feel that this place was not safe, and then moved from the waist to the butterfly bone.

When Du Feng looked this way, it moved there, and when Du Feng looked that way, it moved this way, just like playing hide-and-seek, never letting him find it.

"Is it really a dream?"

Du Feng looked back and forth more than ten times, but there was nothing on his body, and the room was normal, as if he himself was suspicious.

"It seems that I am too tired and have hallucinations."

It is better not to go to Youyao Forum in the future, it is not suitable for him, so many neuropathy, made him feel that he is crazy, actually really thought that some immortal old demon would come to seek revenge on him.

If there was really an immortal old demon, he would have burped a long time ago.

But it was such a silly dream...

Du Feng blushed, thinking that he must have been holding back for too long, and it is necessary to unblock his meridians.

He lay back on the bed, stretched his fingers into the quilt, and was about to masturbate when the fat man suddenly poked his head down, "What the hell were you screaming just now?"

Du Feng was taken aback, "Why did you only react now?"

The fat man hadn't woken up yet, his eyes were confused, "I thought I was dreaming just now, we were walking, and you suddenly yelled at me, so it's true."

"..."

Du Feng didn't know what to say to him anymore, "It's okay, I just woke up by talking in my sleep."

"Oh." The fat man lay back down again, "Then I will continue to sleep."

"Ah."

Du Feng also lay down, fell asleep full of doubts, and didn't wake up until the next day, but he had almost forgotten what happened yesterday, as if his memory had gone wrong and a piece was missing.

Only the jellyfish marks on the butt proved that yesterday was true, but Du Feng didn't look at it, so he didn't know.

He forgot about the pain when his scar healed, and ran to You Yao Forum to write down what he experienced today.

Counting money under the corner

337st Floor 2016-07-23

[A new colleague came here today. I don’t know where the manager recruited him. He is tall, thin, white and clean, and looks good. 】

Attached is a photo, wearing a white shirt, black pants, slender and straight, with his head slightly tilted, revealing his fair neck, no front face, just a back view.

Counting money under the corner

338st Floor 2016-07-23

【Oh, I forgot to tell you guys, I'm actually gay, but even my buddies don't know it. 】

The fat man thought he liked women, and had introduced him to women before.

Du Feng never said anything in reality, he only said it when no one knew anyone across a layer of network.

I'm a vixen

339st Floor 2016-07-23

【...Why do I feel that the landlord is not far from death? 】

pretend to be a tree

340st Floor 2016-07-23

[Oh my god, I finally got the host, it feels so kind that the host is not dead, and I read the photo correctly, right?The landlord is going to commit suicide again? 】

roar at the moon

341st Floor 2016-07-23

[Give me an opinion, does the landlord want a life or a man? 】

A lot of money

342st Floor 2016-07-23

[I especially want to know who the landlord is, and there is no one who has this luck. 】

Today, I have to drink water and reply downstairs, [I guess [-]% of them are on the Ocean Monster, and I am also on the Ocean Monster, so the landlord should not make an appointment? (I'll give you a chance to hug my thigh, normal people will stick it right here)]

Big breasts

343st Floor 2016-07-23

[The landlord should not start a live broadcast, I really want to see how you die. (^~^)]

drink water today

344st Floor 2016-07-23

[I agree, the host is too boring, I only update one or two a day, I can't wait. (If the landlord doesn’t reply to me, I’m going to be angry <(｀^)>)]

I didn't expect that the next piece was all follow suit, plus one plus two plus 10086, and I gloated and waited to see how he died.

Du Feng was a little upset, 【I don't have time to broadcast live, and I have to go to work, let alone, I went fishing for men. 】

The new colleague is tall and thin, his face is tender and white, especially his hands, which are fair and beautiful, not as thick as normal men's bones, thin and long, as if there is no bone, it should feel slippery to the touch.