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

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The white-clothed man showed a trace of yearning on his usually expressionless face, "It's not really acquaintance, I just met once, probably... a few hundred years ago."

Qian Ling's head was in a daze, and after hearing his words, she froze for a few seconds before a look of fear slowly appeared on her beautiful face, "You."

The man in white was looking at him playfully. When Qian Ling tried to run, he reached out and grabbed Qian Ling's arm, "Do you believe it?"

Qian Ling looked down at the hand, a layer of pale skin covered the bones, and every vein was clearly visible. If it was the hand of a dead person, it probably wouldn't be against the law.

The man in white said: "I just lied to you."

"What are you doing?"

A male voice sounded from behind Qian Ling. Just as Qian Ling wanted to turn around, he was picked up from the ground. You Heng's voice was aimed at the man in white.

"What did you do to him?"

The man in white patted the dust on his body, stood up calmly, and said without answering: "You better move quickly, he has yin and yang eyes, and it is easy to attract ghosts."

You Heng was taken aback.

He looked at Qian Ling, and saw that his clothes were in a mess, one of the top buttons was broken, his black hair was flowing down like water, his cheeks were still stained with wet tears and dust on the ground, his pair of clear His eyes looked at him obediently.

Like a beautiful kitten cared for by its owner, it ran out because of its playfulness, was bullied outside, and rolled all over the dirt.

It's so pitiful that people can't be harsh.

You Heng tightened the hands around Qian Ling's waist, and gave the man in white a cold look.

"You don't need to remind me."

You Heng carried Qian Ling into the ice cellar, took off his coat and put it on the table, put Qian Ling on it, and said to the two disciples, "Go out first."

"Yes."

When there were only the two of them left in the ice cellar, the already cold temperature seemed to drop a bit.

Thinking that the platform under him might let go of an unknown number of corpses, Qian Ling felt uncomfortable all over. The platform feet were so high that he didn't dare to jump off directly, so he could barely support the floor with his straight legs.

"You have yin and yang eyes, why didn't you tell me?" You Heng seemed unhappy.

You Heng hates hearing news about Qian Ling from other people, especially news that he is completely unaware of, which makes him feel excluded.

"Who made you run around alone? Do you think that you are very powerful, and there are still people who can please you after taking off your home?"

- he is sour, he is sour

—— Seeing his wife being so popular, he was anxious, afraid that he would not be favored by his wife, hehe.

——So fierce, your wife is gone!

——Although he is fierce, he obediently puts his coat on for his wife. Is this the self-consciousness of a dog man?

——In my opinion, this place is dark and cold, so it’s a very good doi location.

Isn't the wife sensitive and delicate, she dislikes the table being dirty, and shivering from the cold, she can't help sticking to it, obviously she can't eat anymore, but she still hugs people softly, tears are hot.

——Take a step upstairs to speak.

——You Xuan, the hat is crooked, let me change it for you hahaha

——Sihasha, You Heng, hurry up!

……

Obviously he was the one who was hurt, but Qian Ling was a little dazed by You Heng's inexplicable temper scolding, and didn't even pay attention to the various jokes on the barrage.

Seeing that he was silent, You Heng directly grabbed his calf, lifted it up and put it on his waist, took a step forward, and directly pressed Qian Ling against the edge of the table.

"Why don't you talk, is it possible that if I go out one step later, you can also have a hot fight with that guy?" You Heng sneered, "One Xue Chi is not enough?"

Qian Ling wanted to sit still, but could only tense the other toe that was supported on the ground.

After being teased by the male ghost in front of him, not much of his strength was absorbed, and Qian Ling himself didn't like to exercise very much. There was only soft flesh on his calf, and he started to wobble after holding on for a while.

"Can't stand it anymore?"

You Heng lifted his other leg up again, his rough fingertips rubbed against the dust on Qian Ling's cheek, and wiped off the eye-catching dust bit by bit.

"Since you are from my Youjia, then I have to remind you," You Heng's finger slowly slid down, across Qianling's neck, and stayed at the heart of the left chest, his voice was hoarse, "Whether it is here -"

The finger continued to move down, and finally, through a layer of fabric, it passed across the trembling belly, and stopped slowly, "It's still here."

Qianling's cheeks flushed instantly.

"It must belong to me." You Heng paused for a few seconds before completing the second half of the sentence, "Youjia's."

In the cold surroundings, the temperature of You Heng's fingers was like a burning stove, every time they passed a position, a cluster of flames would be lit.

Qian Ling frowned in embarrassment, from the tip of her nose to the corners of her eyes were all red, and her thick eyelashes were wet with tears, in clusters, looking pitiful.

"You're just suspicious of me, aren't you?"

Qian Ling's voice was muffled, he felt uncomfortable all over, but the person in front of him still wanted to sing against him, "No matter how loyal I am, you will only think that I am trying to please you, anyway, in your eyes, I am a person who will do whatever it takes to marry You Xuan for the sake of vanity and wealth.

Now that you think so, what can I say? "

You Heng was slightly dazed, staring fixedly at Qian Ling. When he was angry, his beautiful eyes sparkled like the cleanest crystals in a cave.

"I, I didn't mean that, I..."

Qian Ling didn't have the patience to listen to his explanation, stretched out her hand to push You Heng with all her strength, and muttered angrily as she jumped off the platform, "Since this is the case, I will go to Xue Chi now and tell him , I promise to marry him."

A force pulled Qianling's arm and brought him back.

The dry and steaming body temperature instantly enveloped Qianling.

"Don't go."

You Heng is like a big dog who is afraid of being abandoned by his master, with his hands tightly around Qian Ling's waist, the tip of his nose keeps rubbing against the side of his neck, which is as delicate as snow, and the hot air hits Qian Ling's ear, " I won't let you go, I can give you as much money as you want, don't go to anyone else."

Qian Ling said: "I want 100 million!"

He was just talking fast for a while, in fact, he didn't know the exchange rate conversion in this dungeon world at all.

The number of 100 million, even for a famous family, is definitely not a small amount that can be easily obtained.

However, You Heng didn't even blink his eyes.

"Okay, 100 million, right? I'll have someone pick it up for you when I get back."

——Can one million be exchanged for a treasure?

--Really?Really?Wife, look at me, I can offer more! !I offer 200 million.

——Don't rob me, my wife is mine!I will offer 1000 million, and I will give a deposit first.

……

All kinds of exaggerated gift special effects instantly appeared on the barrage, and the live broadcast system that Fear Tour was proud of froze for a few seconds.

System 663: […]

He has never seen such an exaggerated scene in the system for so many years.

After Qianling noticed it, he quickly called the system 663 to close the gift reward channel for him first, and then interrupted these people's inhumane rewards, and gave tens of thousands of gifts like discounted Chinese cabbage in the supermarket. hit.

During the interval when Qian Ling was dealing with the barrage, You Heng sniffed the fragrance in his hair, and rubbed Qian Ling's small and round earlobes lightly or hard with his lips.

Enjoy this brief moment of closeness.

"I don't need your money." Qian Ling leaned back with her elbow, her tone filled with enviable admiration and longing, "I only like your brother, if he hadn't saved me, I would have died outside just now gone."

You Heng stopped sniffing and his face became extremely ugly.

"What did you say?"

Qianling repeated, "I only like your brother..."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body was turned in one direction, and seeing the anxiety and jealousy written in You Heng's eyes face to face, Qian Ling felt a little scared in his heart, but he still summoned up his courage and said, "What to do?"

"You Xuan is already dead, why do you still put on airs, what kind of feelings do you have for him?" You Heng blushed and said angrily, "Do you think the money is too little?"

He grabbed Qianling's wrist, "One million is not enough, how much do you want?"

You Heng's hand was as strong and unbreakable as iron pliers, Qian Ling frowned uncomfortably, raised his other hand, and slapped him hard.

Clear applause echoed in the ice cellar.

"You Heng, are you sick?" Qian Ling's eyes were red, his palms trembling in mid-air, and he scolded: "What should I do to make you feel satisfied?"

You Heng was beaten blind for a moment, the black hair on his forehead covered his normal eyes, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

A small palm print appeared on Junyi's cheek.

"It would be great if my brother didn't marry you..."

His voice was so low that Qian Ling couldn't hear him clearly.

You Heng suddenly raised his head, like a wolf staring at its prey, staring at Qian Ling.

Qianling only felt that the bottom of her heart was hairy.

You Heng said coldly: "You said that I divorced you instead of my brother, and married you in my own name, what do you think?"

——? ? ? ?

——This is a path I never imagined.

——You Heng really has you, to be honest, I also want to see my wife in a bridal gown, sucking and sucking.

——It's like thunder, my family.

……

Qian Ling was also startled by these words, he took a step back, "You Heng, are you not clear-headed, why don't you go out first to take a breath."

"I know what I'm talking about."

"I'm really tired of calling you sister-in-law." You Heng took a step closer, putting his arms around Qian Ling's waist, with a slap on his face and still sticking to it, "I want to call you baby and wife even more. Do you agree?" good?"

Qianling hit it too, but couldn't push it away.

At this time, a gust of cool wind blew an abnormal chill, and hugged Qianling in his arms from behind.

that's it.

In front is the scorching hot You Heng hugging his waist, but behind is the invisible coolness, sandwiching him, he can't even move.

[The author has something to say: that is to say, two breads with cheese hee hee]