The villain forced me to fall in love [Quick wear]

The deep forest is very quiet and dark. The crescent moon above the head is like a sickle, exuding a gloomy and chilly air. The moonlight shines through the branches and casts mottled shadows. The corpse walked straight forward, the green transparent water boots looked a little funny, a rope in the middle of the shoe barrel was tightly tied to the calf to prevent the shoes from slipping off, the corpse's face was facing the moonlight, the pupils were wide open, and the fear had not yet dissipated. There were streaks of blood on the ground where the boy dragged the corpse across.

The boy stopped under a tree. There was a mound of soil beside the tree. Next to the mound was a two-meter-deep pit. The width was just enough for an adult. He pulled out the dagger stuck in the chest of the corpse. He took out the lighter and set the corpse's clothes on fire until they were completely destroyed, and then pushed the charred corpse into the pit. filling.

The people in the pit were gradually buried in the mud. The moon was bright, and the fluorescent lights reflected light from the dagger on the ground. On it was a handsome and indifferent side face with sharp edges and corners. cold.

The young man looked at the pit that had been paved on the ground, and his eyes were filled with deep disgust and gloom: "Greedy people will eventually perish."

He took off the plastic gloves on his hands, took out the lighter and lit them. The gloves devoured each other in the air, and slowly fell to the ground, turning into bits of plastic slag.

Ding ding ding ding, a mobile phone rang from the young man's pocket, breaking the tranquility, a few birds thumped away from the tree in fright, he took out his mobile phone, and on the screen, there was a string of unremarked words. unknown phone number.

He didn't connect, hung up directly with a cold expression, and walked out of the deep forest.

Walking along the direction of the moon, the road is about 1 kilometer. It is a mountainous road with a long and steep slope, narrow road surface and twists and turns, which is the most prone to accidents.

Those lunatics who like to pursue thrills and want to experience sensory stimulation are often buried here.

And that greedy person, he will never slow down his driving speed, as long as he moves his headlights a little bit, when the headlights fail when turning, and he can't see the road ahead, the car will naturally fail to turn sharply and cause it to slide down the mountain .

The boy stood alone on the winding and peaceful road, the darkness in front of him was like an endless black sea, covered with fog.

The moon and stars are scarce in the sky above, and there are also the sad calls of frogs and crickets around.

The person on the road blends in with the surrounding background. He is close to 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black shirt, with a shaved hairstyle, the lines on his face are sharp and cold, and his eyes are slender Fengdan eyes, tall and straight. There was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, a bag of warm blood was clutched in his arms, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

The green boots were still on his feet, and there was still some mud on the edges of the shoes.

Ding, the sound of a text message in the pocket is a special reminder sound, like the sound of sipping a drink.

『Ji Sangsang: When will you get back? 』

"Ji Sangsang: I'm starving to death. 』

"Hello? I'm going to buy you some snacks in the supermarket now, and I'll be home in an hour." The boy directly dialed the phone number.

The other side quickly answered in less than 2 seconds: "Huh, when will you come back, it's none of my business."

A car drove slowly in the darkness in the distance, and stopped beside the boy. The headlights hit his face, causing him to frown, and he dropped his hand holding the phone to end the call.

"Yo, what about calling Xiaoqinger?" The car door opened, and a man in his twenties came out. He was wearing a purple double-breasted suit jacket with a red shirt lining. He was a standard gentleman. The three-piece suit has a red bow tie around the neckline, and the whole body is full of bells and whistles, and the colors are very bright.

The boy pushed him away with disgust on his face, and walked into the car door.

The man whistled and sat in the driving seat: "If it weren't for me, you would have spent the night here, you know? You might be on the headlines tomorrow."

"Shut up and drive."

"All the clues have been cut off. Auntie was sent abroad for treatment early this morning. Do you want to give those old people..."

"Need not."

The man adjusted his position and fastened his seat belt, stepped on the clutch, started the engine and drove away: "Tsk, you are really a cruel person."

The car galloped on the curve, the speed was like a ray of light, the sound of the engine was high-pitched and shocking, and it made a whining sound.

The man's tone was frivolous, his movements were still as steady as thunder, and he floated past various corners with ease: "Would you like to take a bath at my house?"

"roll."

21:23 pm.

The boy looked at the time on the phone and frowned: "Hurry up, and return to the city within half an hour."

"Oh, young master, you really believe in my driving skills. I clearly heard that it was an hour." The speed of the car increased, and the man was obviously silent and started to drive seriously.

The air in the mountains was extremely cold, and layers of fog formed on the car windows.

The teenager was playing with his mobile phone on the back seat, flipping through the previous chat records. The chat screensaver was a silver-haired, long-haired teenager, lying on the sofa and taking a nap with his eyes closed. His shirt was half rolled up, revealing a large piece of white skin. He was holding a tomato-shaped pillow.

"Little Sangsang." The young man spit out a sentence, with suppressed emotions in his eyes, complicated and painful, and his fingers repeatedly rubbed against the screen saver.

On the other side, in an apartment in the urban area, Ji Ke stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked up at the busy traffic below. His eyes were fixed on the aisle at the door of the apartment, watching the vehicles coming in and out. Hmph, there are still 10 minutes.

Ding ding ding, a bell rang outside the door, then the door opened, a foot stepped in, and then a 1.9-meter-tall boy in a black shirt appeared with a stern face.

He was carrying a big bag of snacks in his hand, and he was neat and tidy, except for a few drops of blood on his neckline. Ji Keke had sharp eyes and a sharp nose, and as soon as he entered the door, he could smell the smell of blood and mud on He He's body.

"Are you back? Where did you go?" Ji Ke snorted, walked over and snatched the snack bag from his hand, hugged it to the sofa and rummaged through his favorite flavors.

"Hmm." He He unbuttoned his jacket and pulled at the neckline, his voice a little low.

Neither of them spoke. He He untied his shirt and threw it into the trash can. He walked into the bathroom wearing his trousers, his pockets were bulging, as if he was putting something in it. clear.

The shower sprinkled He He's whole body from the head, and the hot air evaporated on the glass mirror, creating layers of mist. The gold-rimmed glasses were placed on the shelf, and a bag of blood the size of a palm was next to him. There was a cold light in his eyes.

His back is straight, his body is dignified, and his strong eight-pack abs give people a strong and powerful feeling, and his lines are very beautiful.

It was foggy, and the sound of water in the bathroom continued. Ji Ke bit a tomato in his mouth, and stared at the black shirt that had just been thrown into the trash basket.

The ponytail made of long silver hair was hanging behind his back. As Ji Ke got up and swayed, Ji Ke quickly swallowed half of the tomato in his hand, walked to the basket with small steps, picked up the clothes and sniffed it. Disgusted, he shook his little hand, and the clothes fell into the trash basket again: "Tsk."

Ji Ke glanced at the bathroom door, snorted coldly, turned his head and walked into his room with snacks in his arms and locked the door.

"Ji Ke, bring me a piece of clothing." He He frowned in the bathroom and looked at himself naked. He left in a hurry and forgot to take the clothes.

Ji Ke sat on the bed and turned on his computer to play games. He harvested 2 heads at the beginning: "Doublekill! good!"

"Pentakill!" In the air is the electronic sound broadcast by the game, and the gorgeous picture of the game on the computer.

Ji Ke looked at the four teammates in the game with a mocking face: "Tsk tsk tsk, I believe you haven't heard this sound effect for a long time, pentakill!"

"Ji Ke?" There was another angry shout from the bathroom, and 15 minutes later, He He was a little annoyed and pounded on the bathroom door.

He He pulled off the towel cover to cover his lower body, the wet water stains on his head slid down his neck, sexy and charming.

He opened the door and went out. The towel was very short and could only cover a certain part of the lower body, but could not cover the two white buttocks and two straight thighs. He strode to the door and opened the door. Sure enough, Ji Ke was inside. Lie down and play games.

He tore off the computer, stared at Ji Ke with cold eyes, covered his lower body with a towel in one hand, Ji Ke glanced at his lower body, and vaguely saw the dark spots of side leakage.

"Exhibitionist."

The tendons on He He's forehead bulged, and he pulled the quilt to cover Ji Ke's head with one hand, and the other hand grabbed the silver ponytail and pulled it outward. The towel fell to the ground, and He He stood naked.

"You fucking let go, my hair!" Ji Ke struggled with his head in the quilt, twisting his body around, but the strength of He He's hand was so strong that he couldn't move his head.

"Owe." He He spit out a sentence, watching Ji Ke's movements, his eyes darkened.

"Ahe! If you don't let go, I won't eat the rice you cooked today."

He He paused for a moment, let go of his hands, and was about to turn around and go to the closet to get clothes.

Ji Ke felt his head loosen, and immediately stood up aggressively, facing each other for a moment, He He's white body slammed into Ji Ke's eyes, poof...

Jealousy, he doesn't even have eight-pack abs, Ji Ke touched his belly, it was a bit big too!Ji Ke blushed instantly, his eyes were still looking at him unscrupulously, tsk, his skin is envious of dead people, wheat-colored, but his butt is very white.

"Don't be envious, you will have some in the future." Looking at his expression, He He knew what he was thinking, and smiled inwardly.

He He opened the closet, took out a white shirt from the hanger, put it on, and put on black casual pants. He moved very quickly, and the muscles on his arms were vigorous and bulging.

"I'll cook duck blood vermicelli soup for you today."

Ji Ke suddenly got out of bed and slammed the door with a cold face, his voice became cold, and the blush on his face also faded, only his face was expressionless: "Don't drink."

Duck blood vermicelli soup?When he didn't know it was human blood?

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