Star Path Divination Room

Zhong Liran said solemnly: "Sleep!"

Zisang squeezed the corner of the quilt: "Why sleep! You don't go to the police and call the property management, and wait for me to crawl?"

Zhong Liran continued to lift the quilt: "Why call the police, I told you it was a black cat."

"Then how does that woman explain?"

Zhong Liran paused and shrugged his shoulders: "There is no way to explain it. The existence of the black cat itself cannot be explained."

Zisang still did not give up and stared at Zhong Liran closely.

Zhong Liran was helpless, raised his hand and touched his neck: "You said that a woman wanted to strangle you, but there is no pinch mark on your neck."

Zisang was astonished, and stretched out his hand to touch his neck: "Find me a mirror."

Zhong Liran turned on the front camera of the phone and handed it to her: "Look for yourself."

Indeed, there is no trace at all.

"It shouldn't be... I think I almost died, just a little bit."

Zhong Liran took the opportunity to get into the bed and lay down comfortably: "So, this is something that cannot be explained. You can't explain it yourself. What did you say when you saw the police?"

Zisang turned his head to look at Zhong Liran: "Then let's forget about this matter?"

"Of course it can't be calculated like that. It's still related to the black cat and your legs. Just wait patiently. She didn't succeed today, but she will come again."

Zisang imagined how he felt at that time, and couldn't help shivering.The feeling of suffocation is too painful, the world is plunged into darkness, and I can't grasp anything with my outstretched hands, powerless.She didn't want to experience it again at all.

Zhong Liran put his arms around her, and patted her on the back lightly: "Don't be afraid, I won't let you alone again."

Silence, one, two, three.

Within three seconds, Zisang screamed: "What are you doing here!? Get out!"

"I'm going to sleep!"

"Your house is so big, is this the only bedroom?"

"There are many bedrooms, but there is only one quilt-I told you, the newly bought house has nothing."

Zisang broke down: "Here is the quilt, you take the quilt and sleep elsewhere!"

"you sure?"

Zhong Liran raised his arms and looked at Zisang while lying on his side: "Do you have the habit of going to the bathroom in the middle of the night?"

Zisang: "...No! Hurry up!"

Zhong Liran got up helplessly, and pressed the quilt on Zisang, especially his legs, and carefully made sure that there would be no air leakage, and then he took a pillow and prepared to go out.

Zisang's heart skipped a beat: "Where are you going to sleep?"

Zhong Liran pointed outside: "Let's go to the sofa. The other rooms haven't been cleaned yet."

"You take the quilt away."

"Do you think it's possible? I'd rather be frozen by myself than let you hang out here."

Zisang's chest was a little swollen and he felt uncomfortable.

Zhong Liran smiled: "Call me if you have something to do, leave the door open."

"Okay, okay, don't sell any bitter tricks! Come and sleep quickly! But I warn you, don't touch me!"

Zhong Liran ran back with a look of "as expected", and happily ran back, arranged the pillows, and got into the bed: "Bad tricks are still very effective!"

"Shut up! I hate you!"

"You are kind!"

"Shut up!"

"The light is over there, turn it off. I can't sleep with the light on."

"To shut up!"

"Don't let me speak, I have no human rights-hey, don't gag me!"

……

Zisang had a dream all night, it was full of Zhong Liran's magic voice filling his ears, and his thoughts were broken, just like Tang Monk.When she woke up, she felt that her head was about to split open, she was groggy, and a certain nerve was throbbing.

Zisang rubbed her temples, and realized that it was difficult to breathe -- Zhong Liran clung to her body like an octopus, hugged her tightly, wishing to strangle her to the bone.

What's even more embarrassing is that Zisang was only wearing a nightdress, and after sleeping all night, the skirt was already rolled up to her waist... Zisang's lower body is completely naked...

Zhong Liran's legs were still hanging on her body, and her smooth and delicate skin was very close to her garden...

After realizing this, she suddenly felt a surge of heat in her lower abdomen, which was hard to suppress.

But Zhong Liran woke up at this time, squinted his eyes and yawned, parted the hair on his face, looked at Zisang, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I, I, I, I want to go to the bathroom!"

Zhong Liran froze for a moment, his sanity was slowly returning.After she was fully awake, she sat up suddenly, and hurriedly lifted the quilt: "You hold back! Don't lie on the bed—"

"Shut up! You're the one who wets the bed!"

Zhong Liran picked Zisang up, put his arms on her naked legs, hesitated for a moment: "You hug me tightly, and go directly to the bathroom."

"Wait, just put me in the wheelchair!"

"The rented things are too dirty, and you're not wearing underwear."

"Do you think I don't want to wear it! Hey, can you please! Don't throw me!"

"So you hold my neck tightly, I can't hold on any longer - open the door for me!"

"I'm holding you! Where are my hands!"

Early in the morning, he was in a hurry, like a war...

Zisang sat on the toilet, trying to pull down her nightgown to cover a certain part.Zhong Liran stood beside her and rubbed his arms, moving them.

Zisang: "Can you go out?"

"I have to come in and hug you later—are you constipated?"

Zisang: "..."

You stand here, what kind of reaction do I have...

Zhong Liran turned around as if nothing had happened, picked up the tooth cup to collect water, and began to brush his teeth in front of the mirror.Zisang's slender and tall back was fully displayed in front of Zisang. The pajamas were wide and the neckline was slightly slanted to one side, revealing half of the shoulders.The hem of the clothes was a little wrinkled, and it was placed between the waist and hips, just showing the buttocks.

This kind of clothes that are not self-cultivating at all can still show the buttocks.God is against me...

Zisang lowered his head and covered his face, and secretly sighed, feeling extremely distressed.She simply couldn't figure out why she had such an impulse towards Zhong Liran.There is a void in my body that wants to be filled.

Is it an illusion caused by skin friction?

Zisang raised his head again, his eyes flicked past her ankles.The slippers did not have a heel wrap, and there was a little hint of her fair feet, like some kind of hint.But he hid it again, leaving only a pair of heels for Zisang to see. If you want to refuse, you still welcome, if you want to greet, you refuse, what is it?

Among all the parts of the human body, Zisang is the most vulnerable to the feet...

Zisang felt very empty.It's emotional, but it's also physical.

Zisang swallowed, "Hey...Zhong Liran..."

Zhong Liran wiped off the toothpaste from the corner of his mouth with a towel, and looked at Zisang through the mirror: "What's wrong? Are you going to wake up?"

"En..." Zi Sang paused, "I want to lie down again."

Zhong Liran put the towel back and looked back at her: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Neither—I just wanted to go back to bed. Help me, please?"

Zisang raised his head, his pair of phoenix eyes were blurred, revealing a deep affection that Zhong Liran had never seen before.

Zhong Liran was stunned for a moment, nodded, and bent over to hug her: "It's done."

Zisang raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Zhong Liran's neck, very hard, his two hands were twisted together at the back of Zhong Liran's neck.

Back in the bedroom, Zhong Liran put Zisang on the bed, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It seems that I haven't exercised enough, so--en? Xiaosang?"

Zisang was already lying down, but he didn't let go of his hands.Zhong Liran maintained a stooped posture, facing Zisang face to face, very close.

Zisang retracted his arms, and Zhong Liran was forced to get closer to her.Getting closer.

Zisang said, "Help me..."

The ending trembled slightly, confused and confused.

Zhong Liran was absent-minded, for two or three seconds, she smiled and leaned down: "I am willing to help..."

Kiss.Gasps spread across the room.

Zisang lowered his hand, poked it in from Zhong Liran's pants, and wandered aimlessly.

Zhong Liran pressed her hand, raised his head to exchange for some oxygen, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "If you help...that's not how you help..."

Zisang's pupils dilated instantly.

Zhong Liran's hand had already touched the bottom of Zisang's skirt: "You started the fire, so you can't say 'no' at this time!"

Zisang is not well.

its not right!not like this!I ask you to help, not to ask you to fuck me!

Stop!

Zisang stood in front of his garden, "That's not what I meant!"

Zhong Liran lowered his head, sucked her lips, and sucked them hard.Zisang's remaining words were swallowed by her, and she remained silent.

Zisang is completely at a disadvantage.Her legs couldn't move, she was pressed down tightly, and she had no strength to resist at all.

Most importantly, Zisang is not wearing underwear!

……

Two hours later.

Zhong Liran was lying on the side of the bed, looking at Zisang eagerly: "I was wrong...but you can't blame me! You were the one who teased me first!"

Zisang's face was ashen, and he suppressed his breathing.

Zhong Liran passed the milk cup forward: "At least eat something, if you get angry, it's your body."

"Get out! Don't let me see you!"

"this is my house……"

Zisang lifted the quilt from his legs, supported the bed with his arms, and dragged his legs to move his body.

Zhong Liran hurriedly held her down: "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, I was wrong. You said that if you are okay, I won't stop you wherever you go, and you can't move your legs now, where are you going!?"

Zisang looked down.

Zhong Liran immediately raised his hand, palm forward, in a gesture of surrender: "I won't touch you—why are you so angry, I didn't do anything..."

"You didn't do anything!?!"

Zhong Liran was cheeky and nodded: "Just... I touched it. I didn't go in."

"You still want to go in!?"

"I want to—but you see, I think so, and finally stopped the car, why don't you praise me!?"

Zisang picked up the pillow and threw it at it: "You still want to praise? Are you sick in the head!!?"

Zhong Liran hid twice, intercepted the pillow, pulled it into his arms, and said sincerely: "I know I shouldn't bully you when you can't move. Then this is fine, in order to make up for the damage you suffered in the heart, When you recover, let's have a fair visit, if you can suppress me, I will admit it."

"..."

"But if I pressure you, you can't be angry anymore."

"Zhong Liran!"

This bastard...