Midsummer Night's Ashes

Midsummer Night's Ashes

18

When Cao Chuan opened the door of Li Zhao's house, a gust of blood came to his nostrils.

All this was so real that Cao Chuan had to doubt whether what the man said was true or not.

But he also understands that no matter how real they look, some of them are also fake.

He walked in and turned towards Li Zhao.

Li Zhao sat in a pool of blood, but there was no corpse beside him.

Only blood.

Around him, on his face and body, and on his hands.

Cao Chuan asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Zhao looked at him, tears streaming down his face mixed with blood.

He remembered that the day he killed Li Hantang, it was Lou Wei who helped him dispose of the body, but this time, no one helped him anymore.

Lou Wei, for Lou Wei's body...

Li Zhao suddenly looked around, but found that Lou Wei's body was gone.

Cao Chuan took two quick steps, and when he reached Li Zhao's side, he squatted down and embraced the flustered man.

"It's okay." Cao Chuan hugged Li Zhao tightly, comforting him softly, "It's okay."

He stroked Li Zhao's hair lightly, rubbing the blood on his face with his fingers.

"You killed him?" Cao Chuan asked.

Li Zhao cried so hard that he couldn't speak, yes, he killed Lou Wei, the person he loved the most.

Cao Chuan smiled, looking at his own blood-stained hands, fascinated.

After a while, Cao Chuan suddenly asked: "Then, do you need help?"

help?

Li Zhao looked at Cao Chuan suspiciously.

Cao Chuan leaned over and leaned into his ear and said, "Do you need my help? Kill you, or protect you?"

Li Zhao swallowed, his heart beat suddenly fast, he was pushed to the ground by the other party, his body seemed to be out of control.

He watched Cao Chuan unbutton his shirt with his slender fingers, and his shirt was also stained with blood. Those who didn't know it would think that he was the one who was seriously injured.

He was nervous, but still spread his legs.

He needs someone to be with, to be hugged and comforted.

He can't live alone because someone is watching him.

He was afraid, fear had almost swallowed him.

He hugged Cao Chuan tightly, and was bitten by the tip of his tongue when kissing.

"Does it hurt?" Cao Chuan asked with a smile.

Li Zhao was speechless and could only stare at the other party.

Staring at each other, unable to speak a word.

The four eyes met, and after an unknown period of time, they continued to fuck.

Before the climax came, two people, with two hands, held the knife that fell in the pool of blood beside them at the same time.

"Li Zhao?"

"Yes, my name is Li Zhao." The man said with a smile, "Muzi Li, the Zhao of 'youth is appreciated, the day shines'. Li Zhao."

Li Zhao.

He is 30 this year, after treatment, he has basically recovered and can return to society.

【Finish】