When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qian Ling froze for a moment, unable to realize what he meant.

"The legs are all red," You Heng's eyes fell on the skin under the split, and he coaxed in a hoarse voice, "Sit up, and I'll hold you so that you won't be crowded."

"No, no need."

Qian Ling just felt that it was too troublesome to do so, he said: "Didn't you say the road is not far? I can bear it."

You Heng hummed unsatisfied, but did not force Qian Ling to agree.

The vehicle passed a section of uneven road while driving, and the entire body was constantly bumping. When the wheels rolled over a sloping roadblock, the body fell to a shallow angle.

Qianling's shoulder hit the car door.

Immediately after a shadow covered him, You Heng stretched out his hand in time, supporting the frame of the car with his palm, so as not to hit Qian Ling.

Qian Ling was confined to a narrow area.

"It's alright."

You Heng's breath came from the top of his head, his black hair was slightly disheveled in front of his eyes, and his dark eyes were inexplicably stained with deepness.

The distance between the two is extremely close, and their breaths partially overlap.

Qian Ling moved his shoulders, a dull numb pain spread all over his body, he couldn't hold back the pain, frowned delicately, bit his lower lip tightly and said firmly: "It's okay."

You Heng said: "Are you all right?"

Qian Ling hummed in a low voice.

He was the one who wanted to follow, and he was the one who had the most troubles along the way. Right now, he just wanted to bear with it, and it shouldn't hurt so much after a while.

You Heng's face sank, he suddenly raised his voice, and said to the driver in front, "Stop first."

After the vehicle stopped slowly, You Heng said: "You all get down."

"Yes."

A few people didn't dare to ask why, they quickly climbed out of the car, and Qian Ling followed suit.

As soon as he reached the car door, he was pulled back by a force, and You Heng held him in his arms, "I didn't let you go."

Qian Ling is small and has a thin frame. You Heng held him in his hands like a big doll, and with a little effort in his hand, he turned Qian Ling over.

The two were close, and the fragrance of Qian Ling's body was particularly clear in the confined space.

But Qianling hadn't realized what happened, so he heard You Heng say, "Are you taking it off yourself, or should I help you?"

what?

Qianling's pupils narrowed slightly, her eyelashes trembled rapidly, and a bit of helplessness that could not be concealed was revealed in her eyes.

Did You Heng doubt his gender?

— socks!on the car?Such a red chicken?

——My wife is easy to be shy, remember to draw a curtain.

——Can You Heng finally take it no longer?It should have been a long time ago to grind your legs next to your wife.

——Please stir fry the beautiful wife, thank you.

……

Seeing that he was not moving, You Heng raised his hand.

As soon as he touched Qian Ling's collar, a soft hand came up, white and delicate, in sharp contrast with You Heng's healthy wheat-colored skin.

"I-I'll come by myself."

The hair on Qianling's cheeks was wet with cold sweat, sticking to her snow-like cheeks, her slender and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, with some drops of water on them.

His fingertips trembled slightly, touching the button of the collar, and cautiously but at a loss, he unbuttoned the first button.

You Heng's lips pursed into a straight line.

Qian Ling caught a glimpse of his expression, and his hand shaking even more when he was unbuttoning, he couldn't unbutton the second button for a long time, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red with anxiety.

At this time, a rough and wide palm covered his hand, and You Heng's fingertips flicked lightly, "Are you a snail? You have to take off your clothes in your own room for a long time?"

Qian Ling felt that the position of the collarbone was chilly, he closed his eyes resignedly, and waited for a long time, but the imaginary scolding did not come.

——You Heng held a bottle of medicated oil that he didn't know where he concocted, and looked at him helplessly, "Take the medicine, do you want to be so afraid?"

——? ? ? ?

——You Heng, you seem to have that serious illness, and your wife has unbuttoned it, so you just take the medicine? ?

——Reasonable doubt, not You Heng?

——Is it okay, is it okay, if it’s not okay, let me go, I want to make you cry baby!

……

The barrage was boiling, and Qian Ling's mood was also not much better.

"I said I'm fine."

Does this person not understand?

Qian Ling pursed her lips angrily, knowing that You Heng was playing tricks on him on purpose, so she was about to put on her clothes.

This time, You Heng became anxious.

He took Qian Ling's finger and coaxed: "You hit your shoulder, rub it with this medicine, and the pain will soon be gone."

Qian Ling snorted, turned her head away from him, "Do you think it's appropriate?"

"I promise, I will just take the medicine and not do anything else." You Heng leaned in front of him as he said, "We still have to go to work, calm down, okay?"

You Xuan's power will become stronger as time goes by, and the number of times that Yu Pei can resist is also limited.

Qian Ling snorted lightly, "Then hurry up."

After receiving the order, You Heng poured the medicated oil into the palm of his hand, and with the other hand lifted Qian Ling's collar.

A few strands of mischievous black hair fell down.

There was a whole patch of redness on the round and jade-like shoulder, which was not considered a serious injury, but it was especially obvious on the flawless white skin.

You Heng couldn't help covering it with his palm.

He was able to easily wrap Qian Ling's shoulder with one hand, and gently rubbed the smooth collarbone with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

This is the most obvious position of Qian Ling's bones.

Qian Ling didn't expect that he would put his hand over directly, and frowned when he touched the wound.

He was unhappy and said, "It hurts."

You Heng had no choice but to accommodate the little princess who couldn't bear the pain, and lowered the strength that he didn't bring a little bit, "Is this okay?"

Qian Ling frowned and said nothing.

You Heng is a big man, the strength in his hands has never been light or heavy, it is no problem for him to kill him, but instead let him hold a small public hand that is as soft as tofu, for fear of crushing people with a little breath up.

There was sweat on his forehead, and he carefully rubbed Qian Ling's shoulder, "How about this?"

Qianling narrowed her eyes, like a sleepy kitten, and hummed softly, her voice soft and waxy.

Qian Ling felt comfortable, but You Heng blushed from holding back—he seemed to have dug a hole for himself to jump into.

Surrounded by Qian Ling's sweet scent, it was constantly burrowing into You Heng's nose. He wanted to take a breath, but he was reluctant to let him go, and even moved his head closer.

The supple black hair is as smooth as water, You Heng opened his mouth subconsciously, and the hot breath went straight to Qianling's ear, and the strength in his hand unconsciously increased.

Qian Ling raised her eyelids and gave him a complaining look.

"Not yet?"

You Heng woke up like a dream when he heard his voice, nodded with a weird expression, his voice was hoarse and dry, "It's almost there, I'll go down and let the wind down."

Before Qian Ling could react, You Heng got out of the car, looking at his back, somehow seemed to be running away?

They went out of the town, the road was tall trees.

You Heng had a dark face, no one dared to stop him, he got out of the car and walked into the grass.

After being blown by the cold wind outside for several minutes, You Heng finally calmed down, but when he thought of the breath and picture just now, the fire on his body was faintly about to ignite again.

He found himself getting more and more greedy.

You Heng irritably lit a cigarette for himself, and when he smoked to the end, his fingertips were suddenly burned.

He frowned, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it hard with the soles of his shoes, and crushed the cigarette butt flat.

Even if it's his brother's stuff, that's a thing of the past.

When he thought that Qianling would be coveted by a kid like Xue Chi, he felt bored. Instead of doing this, it would be better for him to take care of him himself.

Qian Ling waited in the car for a while, and You Heng sat back again, with a faint smell of tobacco on his body.

"Ready to go, do you want me to hold you?"

Before Qian Ling could reply, You Heng had already hugged Qian Ling to his lap, "Let's drive."

The two disciples hurriedly glanced at their ambiguous postures, did not dare to say a word, lowered their heads and pretended not to see it.

The vehicle moves slowly.

The temperature on You Heng's body was high, dry and hot.

Qian Ling was a little uncomfortable at first, but later found that You Heng's hands were like iron pincers, holding his waist, even if the car got on a bad road, he would not sway.

Realizing this, Qian Ling curled up obediently, narrowed her eyes and nestled into You Heng's arms.

I don't know if You Heng is there, he can feel at ease, Qian Ling fell asleep in a daze after a while, and was not very happy when he was woken up.

"If you don't get up again, I have no choice but to carry you away in front of everyone."

Qian Ling's drowsiness was completely dispelled by his words, he rubbed his eyes, waited for a look at You Heng who was smiling badly, and hurriedly got off You Heng.

finally reached.

They are going to Yizhuang to examine the remains of the victims.

Qian Ling took the first step outside the car, and felt the coolness roll up and climb up his calf.

The building in front of me is desolate and lifeless, the white banners at the door are shaking in the wind, and I can hear the calls of unknown species of birds in the distance, one after another, shrill and scary.

"Scared?"

You Heng's voice suddenly came from behind, startling Qian Ling.

"The things inside will be even more disgusting, why don't you stay here and wait for us?"

Qian Ling immediately shook his head, leaving him here alone made him even more frightened, "I can go in."

"OK then."

You Heng took the lead and walked towards the desolate courtyard covered with fallen leaves. He reached out and knocked on the door, "Is anyone there?"

"Is it sent by the Xue family?"

A man in white clothes came out from the cabinet. The loose robe was loosely hung on his body. His young and handsome face did not have any vitality.

His gaze swept around quietly, and finally stopped on Qian Ling's body. He smiled, but there was no smile at the corner of his mouth, "It's kind of interesting."

The bottom of the shallow soul is hairy.

You Heng said: "The corpses of the Xue family are with you, right? Show me."

"In the ice cellar." The man in white turned around, "Come with me."

Qian Ling walked behind and looked behind him quietly. After confirming that he saw the shadow, he believed that the person in front of him was a living person, not a walking dead.