Delicate beauty gets entangled by paranoia

"Give!"

Panting, Song Yanchen handed the cardboard box found near the trash can to the man.

The man snuffed out the cigarette at his fingertips, and with a very skillful movement, he carried the ugly cat in a pool of blood into the cardboard box, and safely carried it into his arms.

Song Yanchen quickly caught up with the other party, "Shall we send him to the veterinary hospital now?"

"No," the man refused quickly, raising his eyebrows slightly and the tails of his eyes, "go home."

Song Yanchen froze in place, a little at a loss, wondering if he heard it wrong, and asked uncertainly, "What, what?"

The man looked sideways, with a vague smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly calmly, and his pupils were as obscure as flowing black water lines.

"I'm a veterinarian."

Song Yanchen was surprised at first, then overjoyed, "Which building do you live in?"

The man stopped in his tracks, his slightly parted lips overflowed with hot air, and the corners of his mouth raised a slightly distorted arc, "Building F..."

"...13th floor."

As he spoke, the corners of the man's mouth curled deeper, and his dark eyeballs rolled slightly.

Song Yanchen blinked, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Such a coincidence?

Building F is the one next to him, and he is also on the 13th floor. The two floors are very close to each other. If the residents on the opposite side don't draw the curtains, he can sometimes even see what the opposite side is doing.

On the contrary, Song Yanchen was so sincere, he just exclaimed in his heart, and hid his confusion in his heart, without even asking.

As soon as he walked into Building F, Song Yanchen was taken aback by the dark corridor, took a breath, and took a step back subconsciously.

Even though it was daytime, it was as dark inside as at night, impenetrable, and even the induction lights were not on.

Song Yanchen's heart was in a state of confusion, his heart was thumping up and down, his hands stopped in mid-air, and he grasped the handrail of the stairs. As soon as he put it on, he felt some kind of mucus on it, a strange touch, which scared him again. Withdrew his hand again.

The man walked in front of Song Yanchen, squinted his eyes slightly, and turned his head to see Song Yanchen's flustered movements.

He chuckled lightly, hugged the cardboard box in his hand with one hand, and passed his hand in front of Song Yanchen, his eyes carried the deep fluorescence like a hunter aiming at his prey, and said in a low tone, "Give me your hand."

Song Yanchen was startled, and blinked his eyes helplessly, looking a bit pitiful, his hand stopped in midair, without moving.

As he said that, the man pulled Song Yanchen's wrist very naturally, and the outstretched hand seemed to touch Song Yanchen's thin white fingers. They all had goosebumps.

Song Yanchen quickly took a step back, his face flushed red, and he spoke incoherently, "No, no need, I'll just support the wall..."

The man stretched his hand in mid-air, his eyes narrowed slightly calmly, his pupils were as clear as flowing black water lines, and no unnecessary emotional fluctuations could be seen.

He slowly withdrew his hand, the corners of his mouth curled into a deeper arc, pointing to Mosuo, "Is that so..."

Inexplicably, Song Yanchen felt as if he heard a bit of chill from the man's words, he shivered for no reason, and his nerves also tensed up.

The man withdrew his gaze, it was clear that the road ahead was completely dark, but he was not surprised, he walked very steadily with every step, even if he didn't make any support movements, he didn't miss a step.

Song Yanchen's face was tense, and he carefully followed behind the other party, showing nervousness and anxiety.

Finally walking to the 13th floor, turning the corner, looking at the faint light, Song Yanchen's heart that had been hanging for a long time finally let go.

The man took out the key with one hand, and with the crackling sound of 'click', the door of the room was opened.

"Please come in."

The man composes, opens the door, and makes an inviting gesture.

Song Yanchen stood there in a panic, blinking several times.

How to describe his mood at the moment?

It never occurred to him that the room where this man lived was the room directly opposite him, but he usually looked at this side, and the curtains in the man's room were drawn tightly, so he had never seen him at all.

"Why?" The man smiled decently, "Why don't you go in?"

Song Yanchen waved his hands quickly, bowed to the other party quickly, and retreated, "It's great that you are a veterinarian. I will entrust this injured kitten to you..."

As he said that, Song Yanchen hurriedly took out banknotes from his pocket, wrote down a series of numbers, and handed the note to the other party, "This is my contact information, if you need any help, you can contact me anytime, I will ..."

Before sending Song Yanchen to finish speaking, the smile on the man's lips slowly disappeared visible to the naked eye, and the eyes looking at Song Yanchen also became more angry and gloomy, just because of the perfect cover-up of the dark surroundings, and As for Song Yanchen, who couldn't see the tyranny of the opponent, he was still immersed in his own world, talking to himself.

"....I won't bother you..." After speaking, Song Yanchen bowed to the other party again to express his gratitude and apology.

Seeing that Song Yanchen was about to turn around immediately, the blue veins on the man's temples were still twitching faintly, his eyes were as dark as a bottomless swamp, he tried his best to suppress his displeasure, and said softly, "It's better to drink a glass of water and then drink water." Walk?"

"But..." Song Yanchen still hesitated.

At this moment, the man immediately took out his trump card, "It's more troublesome to treat the cat's wound. I don't have enough manpower by myself. I need your help."

For this sake, if Song Yanchen refuses again, it will appear that he is ignorant.

Seeing Song Yanchen's hesitant face, the man took advantage of the victory to pursue him, leaned closer, and continued, "Look at this poor cat, are you really willing to just leave it here with me and not spend more time with it?"

Song Yanchen looked down at the ugly cat who was purring softly in the cardboard box, his temples twitched, and his heart felt pity again in an instant.

Finally, he no longer refused, nodded, and walked into the man's room.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly, a dark look flashed across his eyes, and he closed and locked the door calmly.

The corner of the man's mouth curled slightly, and a dark look flashed across his eyes. He closed the door and locked it quietly, then turned on the light, and put the carton on the ground.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Yanchen was taken aback. The man's house was not a place for people to live in, it was like a small zoo.

In the very center of the house there is a huge glass tempered film window, which is divided into many small compartments. There are not only chameleons, lizards... and other small animals that make hair stand on end, but there is also a closed door next to it. There are not only cats in the pet cage, but also rabbits and sparrows, which are very diverse.

Of course, none of these were enough to make Song Yanchen's hair stand on end. What really made his legs tremble uncontrollably was the moment he entered the door, he saw a giant python at least three meters long lying behind the biggest window.. .....

The giant python curled up, folded several times, crawled and slept in the low-temperature window, and there were still various bloodstains on the floor in front of it...

Just this one glance was enough to scare Song Yanchen into fainting on the spot.

Song Yanchen stood there trembling like a frightened deer, his light brown eyelashes trembled wildly, and his footsteps subconsciously backed away, so pitiful.

Just as he was about to take a step back, he put his hands on Song Yanchen's shoulders defenselessly, which shocked Song Yanchen and almost leaned forward.

Fortunately, the man behind him was quick-eyed, grabbed his waist, and pulled him into his arms.

Song Yanchen's face turned pale, and he was about to look stiffly at the man behind him who was hugging him.

The man held a glass of water in one hand, with a smile on his lips, and handed it to Song Yanchen, "You're already in, why don't you drink a glass of water."

After realizing it later, he also clearly realized that something was wrong. Song Yanchen's whole body was enveloped by a feeling of suffocation, his heart trembled, and his throat tightened, "No, um..."

Before Song Yanchen finished his refusal, the man restrained Song Yanchen's body with one hand expressionlessly, pinched his jaw with one hand, and poured water into the other's mouth.

Song Yanchen tightened his grip, clenched his teeth, and tried his best to refuse the other party's watering behavior.

Help! Help!

Song Yanchen's hands and feet began to struggle desperately.

But his thin body was no match for the other party. The man sneered and grabbed his throat. Song Yanchen immediately surrendered and opened his mouth.

The cold water also flowed down his throat and slipped into the depths of his throat.

Song Yanchen's throat started to itch, and then he couldn't bear the violent irrigation action, coughed, and the water spewed out of his mouth, but even so, half of the water had flowed down his throat and into the his stomach.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yanchen faintly felt dizzy.

Well... so dizzy...

Song Yanchen's eyes became blurred in an instant, his eyes began to turn black, and his body began to lose strength, falling straight behind him.

Fortunately, the man had quick eyes and hands, and he put his arms around the other's waist, and Song Yanchen fell into the other's arms.

The man picked him up horizontally and put him lightly on the sofa.

At this time, Song Yanchen vaguely still had half of his consciousness remaining, his lips trembled, his face faded, and he silently shouted madly in his heart.

Help.....

Who can help me.......

The man changed hands, grabbed the half-dead ugly cat, opened the window of the giant python, and threw the cat in. Looking at the giant python that had been starving for a long time, a cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Enjoy it...my sweetheart...

Slowly, Song Yanchen felt that his whole body began to heat up, and an indescribable restlessness spread throughout his dantian.

So hot......

The man withdrew his gaze and wandered inch by inch from top to bottom on Song Yanchen's body. There were two parts of secret pleasure hidden in his eyes, like a giant python who is hungry and empty and planning to eat a big meal, staring at his food with enjoyment, planning from Where to start.

The man stretched out his hand and touched the other's collarbone with his fingers, and the bluish-black hickey on Song Yanchen's neck was instantly exposed to the air.

The man looked at these imprints, and the movements of his hands were also slightly paused, his eyes turned cold in an instant.

who is it......

Before he could start enjoying it, a silent black figure silently passed through the crack of the door and slid into the room, looking brutally at what happened in front of him.

Ha ha ha ha ha......

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A certain ghost: I heard that I am in the next chapter? ? ?Why haven't I come out yet? ? ?

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感谢在2022-03-0612:07:36~2022-03-0715:25:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Liu Yu has 5 bottles under me;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!