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It took a long time for Wu Xie to focus his eyes when he woke up.The pheromones had a great influence on him. At first, he once thought he had woken up. After several days in the illusion, he realized that he hadn't really woken up.

He lay there with nosebleeds running over his lips, his cheeks, and into his hair.

Wu Xie closed her eyes, and reached out to touch a box of carbonated drinks beside her.He didn't like these things, but they eased his pain from the snake's venom.

He touched a cold hand.

"Wu Xie."

Wu Xie opened his eyes and looked at the crimson sky, sighed slowly, and closed his eyes again.He gently held that little hand, squeezed the soft knuckles, and felt the thin calluses left by the iron marbles.

"Wu Xie." The voice was a little helpless, and it sounded like she was being coquettish again.

He smiled silently, pulled her hand over, and pressed a kiss gently with his lips.

Then Wu Xie opened his eyes, looking at the hand holding the sky, the darkened sky, and the coldly glowing floor beside him, something slowly sank in his eyes.

"Got it," he said hoarsely, "Girl, I won't fall asleep like this."

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This is the first time for Zhuang Yang to take on this kind of job.

She is very tender, but she is not young. She has been in the industry for several years, and it is not the first time she has slept with someone who has been drugged.

But this was the first time she slept with a man who was said to be a tomb robber, a little crazy, and drugged.After sleeping, I want to steal some chapters from him.

The man came by himself. Seeing her sitting on the bed, he froze for a moment and asked with a smile if he had made a mistake.

The hotel room is credit card, it is impossible to go wrong.Zhuang Yang smiled, she couldn't tell the man's age, although he looked very young, but his temperament was rare and deep, which made her curious.

This is different from the legend, she thought, this person is either very lucky, or her client has been tricked.

The men she has slept with are not many but good. Although they are not golden thighs that can turn a pheasant into a phoenix, they are all worth mentioning in the world.

She didn't know the man's name, but he was clearly a special one.

The man took off his windbreaker and put it on the back of the chair in the hotel.She found that the figure of this man was not bad, although it was not the best she had ever seen, and his clothing taste was also very suitable for her taste. With that face, the overall score was high.

"What to drink?" the man asked.

Zhuang Yang tilted his head, "Red wine."

After the wine was poured, Zhuang Yang raised his glass and touched him lightly, pursing his red lips slightly, "Aren't you going to take a bath?"

The man raised his eyebrows, "Okay, has Miss Zhuang washed it?"

She was taken aback, "How do you know my name?"

The man smiled slightly, and suddenly took a step forward.Zhuang Yang first subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but then he relaxed, and instead leaned forward and reached out to touch the man's waist.

"Thierry Muller." The man just sniffed the side of her neck before stepping back.

Zhuang Yang was not embarrassed either. He drew back his hands and put them on his chest, with a half-smile, "You remember wrongly, it is the red poison of the poison series." I know this taste is a bit too boring, but she has a mandatory task today, so of course it has to be appropriate.

The man seemed indifferent, nodded and said, "I personally think Mueller is more suitable for you."

I think so too, Zhuang Yang thought.This man didn't feel embarrassed about being exposed at all, and he didn't seem to care what kind of perfume she was wearing.But it was this inadvertent elegance that made her even more interested.

He entered the bathroom, and Zhuang Yang leaned against the door swaggeringly.The man took off his shirt, and she saw that there were dozens of scars of different shades on this sturdy and beautiful body, some of the old scars had faded to the point where they could hardly be seen, and the latest scar was a large one on the lower back. A dark purple bruise.

These scars on his body added a bit of ruthlessness to this person.

He looked back at Zhuang Yang, smiled, "Since we don't wash together, why don't we avoid it, Miss Zhuang?"

His smile is indeed enough to make people feel relieved - there is really a man in this world who can combine those two temperaments.Zhuang Yang shrugged, turned and closed the door.

Wu Xie turned on the shower, first wet the towel tied around his waist with cold water, and then adjusted to a suitable temperature to wet himself from head to toe.

The woman outside was found by Chen Jinshui, and she has a three-point resemblance to Amo.

Every time he thinks of Amo, that rare possessiveness will quickly occupy his mind, and then he will think of the black corpse in the Shiwanda Mountain, and the Pokyou bottle on the Changbai Snow Mountain handing over the bottle containing the scorpion to the ghost seal. for myself.

How long has it been?He had begun to forget what she looked like—maybe it was because she was always changing, or maybe she was what everything was.

Wu Xie wiped his face with warm water and licked his lips.But he can still trace the shape of her lips - men really are not fucking things.

It was only when his lower back hurt that he realized that he had been washing for too long. He hastily dried his hair and pushed the door out. He saw Zhuang Yang lying on his side on the bed and fell asleep.

The person Zhao Shiba found was really unprofessional, Wu Xie was thinking while rolling the woman into the quilt, planning to wrap it into a long strip and throw it at his feet.

Zhuang Yang frowned, hummed, and curled up.

I can't make burritos, I can only make buns.Wu Xie thought about it and pulled the quilt.With a tug, he saw that Zhuang Yang's ankle was tied with an amethyst anklet, and there was a very abrupt thing in a string of bright amethysts.

red beans.

He remembered that when Amo was walking with him by the West Lake, she saw a bunch of red beans at the school stall for five yuan, and she bought it herself.

He hid it for himself, and exchanged her for a string of red bean anklets. It was a good thing he had received long ago, and if he had to negotiate the price, it might be a big deal.

The girl found out the next day - he couldn't hide it from her.

The little fox grinned and lost his temper, saying that he was a sugar-coated cannonball for the young master of capitalism.But Wu Xie thinks she likes it too. It's the kind of Mi Li who wanted to hide but couldn't hide her publicity when she was young was torn apart by puzzles and woven together.

"Does it look good?"

Zhuang Yang opened his eyes and asked with a half-smile.Her nails were painted with a light color of nail polish, and her ankles were slender and warm to the touch.Wu Xie let go, stood up, and lit a cigarette.

This man is very attractive when he recalls something, Zhuang Yang thought, but it's a pity that she knows that she can't catch such a man's heart.

At least, she would never dare to disobey the person who gave her a red bean.That happened many years ago. She had never seen him, and she didn't even know whether the other party was a man or a woman. She just thought he was a lunatic.But that doesn't stop her from helping out.

It was indeed Chen Jinshui who asked her to come today, but she didn't come to kill this person as requested.A total of eighteen types of Gu and solutions are in the amethyst, plus that red bean, she is here to deliver the courier.

Wu Xie leaned against the table and finished smoking a cigarette, then asked, "What else did she say?"

Zhuang Yang smiled slightly, "Say, I have good skills, if you want to sleep..."

Wu Xie looked up at her, but she was speechless for a moment.It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before, but Zhuang Yang's body still trembled instinctively. She didn't expect that there was such a thick danger lurking in this seemingly gentle man.

However, Wu Xie just sighed, closed the curtains, and lay down on the sofa, "Turn off the lights, I'm sleepy."

Zhuang Yang was stunned for a while before realizing that this man was serious.He said that when I was sleepy, I only showed fatigue for a moment, but Zhuang Yang's heart twitched for no reason.

She turned off the light, listened to the long breathing of the man in the darkness, and suddenly wanted to know if that man was also harboring old dreams in the darkness somewhere.

She said softly, "Good night."

The next morning, when Wu Xie woke up, she found that Zhuang Yang had left.Even though the biological clock woke him up early, he slept very well this time and didn't have any dreams, good or bad.

He sat up and found a chain of 36 crystals tied around his wrist.He searched for a long time, but found no trace of red beans.