Do You Want to Touch My Fish Tail?

Song Huai looked around curiously. The three-story villa was not very big, and it was just right for two people to live in.

The secretary said: "Ma'am, your room is the second on the left on the second floor, and the admiral lives opposite you."

Every time Song Huai heard this sentence, Madam felt very happy, but he still remembered to be more reserved.

Quietly discussing with the secretary: "You can call me in private, don't mention it in front of the general, I'm afraid he will be unhappy."

"Okay, ma'am, don't worry."

Song Huai walked into his room, and the sky blue that greeted his eyes was not as pink as his room in Song's house, but the color was like the blue sea, which was very beautiful.

The curtains and bed curtains were all white, and the bed curtains were blown down from the ceiling, with dots of flowers embroidered on them. The style was exquisite, and Song Huai liked it very much.

He walked into the bathroom and found that the bathroom here was almost exactly the same as that of the Song family, and more importantly, it also had a huge bathtub.

Lu Mian had figured out his preferences some time ago, and even paid attention to places like the bathroom.

For the first time, Song Huai felt the thoughtfulness and care of the seemingly cold and taciturn man.

Song Huai opened his suitcase and packed everything out. Last time he bragged with Lu Mian that he didn't even bring the big white bear.

He opened the cabinet and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a panda doll in the cabinet.

Song Huai was so happy that he ran out and asked the secretary, "Who prepared these things in the room?"

The secretary said: "Oh, I prepared it, Madam, don't you like it?"

Hearing that it was prepared by the secretary, Song Huai was suddenly a little discouraged.

But he still nodded politely to the secretary: "Thank you, I like it very much."

After tidying up things in the room, Song Huai went out, and the secretary was already waiting outside the door.

"Let me show you around."

On the first floor there is a hall, a kitchen, and a small room for storing sundries. On the second floor, apart from the two master bedrooms, there are also two secondary bedrooms, and there is also a study room dedicated to Lu Mian.

Song Huai's curiosity was attracted by a room at the end of the third floor. There was a thick iron door outside that room, and he didn't know what it was for. Song Huai seemed to vaguely hear movement inside.

When Song Huai walked towards that door uncontrollably, the secretary stopped him: "Ma'am, you can enter all the places in the villa, except here."

"Why? What's in it?"

The secretary still had a professional smile on his face, but his attitude was tough.

Song Huai said arrogantly: "All right, I don't really want to know."

Song Huai waited at home for a long time, but did not wait for Lu Mian, and the secretary accompanied him to work in the lobby.

It was dark until after dinner, and Lu Mian still didn't come back.

Song Huai had a day of class today, came back and tidied up his things, he fell asleep while waiting in the living room.

There was a sound from the stairs, and the secretary closed his office notebook and stood up.

Lu Mian, who didn't show up all evening, was standing on the stairs, looking down at them.

He was still wearing yesterday's military uniform, his handsome face was as pale as paper, and the broken hair on his forehead seemed to be wet with water, sticking wetly to his scalp.

Lu Mian glanced at Song Huai who was already asleep, and picked up the small blanket on the sofa to cover him.

The two went outside, and the secretary asked, "Admiral, why don't you call Dr. Zhou over?"

Lu Mian shook his head and refused, and only asked, "Did you get the radio back?"

The secretary said: "Some failures have been encountered, and it may take another day or two."

When Lu Mian heard this answer, she closed her eyes and said, "Okay, there's nothing else to do here. I've worked hard for you today, so go back first."

The secretary worried: "But Young Master Song is here."

Lu Mian opened her eyes, her beautiful peach eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, she looked like a ferocious beast when she stared at the secretary: "I will lock myself up, and I will contact you as soon as I need something."

"Yes."

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Song Huai was awakened by a sound.

The voice was hazy and indistinct, and it was not very real.

He opened his eyes, only to realize that he had been carried to a room on the second floor at some point.

Is it the secretary who brought him up?Or Lu Mian?

Thinking of the latter possibility, Song Huai jumped out of bed with bare feet. The secretary said that Lu Mian's room was opposite him, and he opened the door and saw it.

Song Huai saw that the current time was eleven o'clock in the evening, and Lu Mian replied to him in the early morning last night, which meant that Lu Mian might not have slept yet.

Song Huai's heart was pounding, he straightened his appearance and knocked on the door.

No one responded.

Knock again.

Still no movement.

its not right.

Song Huai lay on the ground and saw light coming through the gap.

Lu Mian was clearly inside, why didn't he pay attention to him.

Song Huai continued to knock angrily. In his dictionary, there was no word for giving up.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and for a moment Song Huai thought it was him knocking hard on the door, but when he listened carefully, it was the sound coming from inside.

Song Huai finally felt something was wrong, he slammed on the door and shouted: "Lu Mian! Lu Mian! Are you inside?"

He put his ear against the door, and the movement inside grew louder.

Song Huai remembered that the secretary told him that there was a spare key at home, so he went to the cabinet in the living room on the first floor to find the spare key for the room.After trying each one, the door opened.

Before Song Huai had time to put the key away, he pulled him in with one hand. The moment the key fell to the ground, the door slammed shut.

Song Huai was pushed hard behind the door, and his back hit the door panel. The pain immediately brought tears to his eyes.

"You hurt me."

The desk lamp that was originally on in the room had been smashed by Lu Mian, and there was a gap in the curtain, only the moonlight came in, and the mess all over the floor could be seen faintly.

Lu Mian gasped heavily on Song Huai's body, and the adult man who had experienced battles completely suppressed him in terms of strength.

At this moment, Lu Mian is like a hungry wolf out of control. It seems that if Song Huai makes a slight move, he will bite his throat with his fangs and rob him of his life.

Song Huai's body was pressed down, his hands and legs were restrained, no matter how dull his senses were, he could feel the danger of Lu Mian at this moment.

When the atmosphere was tense, Song Huai suddenly "giggled" and laughed.

"Can you let go of my waist, hahahaha, I'm ticklish."

The boy's laughter was clear and sweet, with an indescribable magic power.

Lu Mian regained consciousness from the sudden loss of control in an instant. He let go of Song Huai's legs and feet, staggered back two steps, and held onto the corner of the table with his hands, barely steadying himself.

He took a deep breath, forcing his brain to stay awake from the severe pain, his voice was so hoarse that he could barely hear it: "How did you get in?"

Song Huai said, "I opened the door and came in."

Lu Mian: ...

"Now you can go out."

Song Huai thought angrily, he was so worried about Lu Mian, he just walked in and didn't even give him a bench, so he was going to drive him away.

Scumbag!

Song Huai reached out to turn on the light, but Lu Mian couldn't stop it in time, and the light clattered and lit up the whole room.

Song Huai looked stupid at this moment, just now Lu Mian kept pressing him down, and the room was dark, so he couldn't see clearly.

Song Huai looked at Lu Mian, who was pale and obviously something was wrong: "What's wrong with you?"

The unbearable pain struck again, Lu Mian pinched herself fiercely, and roared in a low voice: "Go!"

Song Huai looked anxiously: "I, I won't go."

He took out the communicator anxiously and panicked, but fortunately his head was still clear: "I'll call Allen, you will be fine soon."

Song Huai made a phone call and hastily explained the situation to the other side.

When the phone was hung up, Song Huai turned around, and there was suddenly no movement in the room.

The instinctive sense of crisis seized his senses instantly, Song Huai turned around and saw Lu Mian was only a few steps away from him.

The sound of leather boots hitting the floor was forceful, and the buttons of the man's military uniform, which had always been meticulous, were undone, revealing the snow-white shirt and the looming collarbone.The sweaty hair was randomly pushed back by him, the sinister and dangerous eyes, and the seemingly cold smile on the corner of the mouth broke Lu Mian's habitual abstinence.The whole person is contaminated with evil spirits that are both good and evil.

Anyone who has heard the word Lu Mian knows that if you want to survive, you should run away at this time.

But Song Huai's footsteps seemed to be stopped.

He watched Lu Mian walking towards him without blinking, his already round almond eyes widened as if afraid of missing something.

When Lu Mian's body cast a shadow over him, Song Huai just looked up at him bewilderedly.

He covered his nose violently, but a line of nosebleeds flowed down without disappointment.