supernatural unit

Zhang Wan's mouth was actually very stupid. He had never said that kind of provocative words to others before, but now seeing Qin Ye's serious expression, he felt as if he was going through the depths of embarrassment.

When they walked to the warehouse to unload the goods, Song Cuixiu stood inside, looking at Zhang Wan quietly.

"Director Qin is a good man."

"Do you all call him Chief Qin?"

"If you keep holding him, you will be hated by many ghosts."

"……sorry!"

"But I think you are cuter, junior."

Song Cuixiu smiled bluntly on her pale face, "I also graduated from the medical department of Nanshi University before my death."

Zhang Wan was stunned for a moment, he looked at Song Cuixiu's sinister smile, but for the first time in this dim environment, he didn't feel scared at all.

"Sister, thank you."

"Your buttocks are so beautiful, I like them so much." Song Cuixiu stretched out her hand to him stiffly, and walked towards him obsessively.

"Ah ah ah ah! Oh my god, don't come here! Please let me go!!!"

Zhang Wan's expression turned crazy in a second, he fell and crawled, clutching his buttocks and ran behind Qin Ye, looking timidly at Song Cuixiu.

"Master Qin, Master Qin! She still wants to touch my ass!"

Qin Ye turned his head and glanced at Zhang Wan, then at Song Cuixiu eagerly, hesitating for a few seconds.

"Will you be happy touching him?"

Song Cuixiu nodded stiffly.

After seeing this situation, Qin Ye stretched out his hand towards Song Cuixiu, and the female ghost took Qin Ye's hand and disappeared suddenly.

"Xiao Zhang, it's hard for ghosts to be happy. Making them happy can reduce their resentment."

"Ah?" Zhang Wan dazedly clutched his butt, his eyes expressing confusion.

"If you don't want the ghost to touch it, I'll let her take my hand, can I touch it?"

boom.

Zhang Wan heard the sound of blood exploding in his head, he blushed to the extreme, nodding or shaking his head.

"..." Zhang Wan was so ashamed, he quickly turned around and held his chest, biting the tip of his tongue that was trembling, blood was almost gushing out of his throat.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Qin Ye walked up behind Zhang Wan. He put one hand around Zhang Wan's waist, letting him lean against him, and the other hand along his waistline, touching his buttocks with his fingertips.

"Then I touched it?"

Qin Ye didn't seem to care at all, the tone of his words was as simple as he was going to slap the ball a few times now.

He is still in the store right now, although he knows that there will not be a single passer-by in this broken street, but Zhang Wan is still so nervous that he wants to bite his tongue and kill himself on the spot.

etc!Even if he committed suicide and turned into a ghost, wouldn't he still be unable to escape Qin Ye... no, wouldn't he be able to escape Song Cuixiu's claws?

He was almost out of breath!

Zhang Wan felt that he was going to die suddenly here in the next second. He reached out and grabbed Qin Ye's hand, and took several deep breaths.

"Then, is this your touch, or is it her touch?"

Qin Ye thought for a while and frowned slightly.

"Who do you want to touch?"

Can it still be like this! ! !

Zhang Wan is really about to vomit blood now.

"Master Qin... I, I have no experience, so this is the senior sister wanting to touch me?"

"Well, she wants to touch you. Do you let her touch you? Or if I let her come out, I won't touch you."

do not!

Zhang Wan yelled in his heart, and suddenly recognized himself.

He would rather let Qin Ye touch his ass than let that strange female ghost who had only read a brief biography touch his ass.

And between men, what's wrong with touching buttocks a few times?

When he was in the dormitory, he often saw the men in the same bed touching each other, and sometimes when he climbed into bed, he would be pushed on his buttocks.

But no one touched him, because Zhang Wan couldn't accept it. Those people were making disgusting noises, and he never participated.

Zhang Wan has always felt that he is really a very straight person.

Although he is not disgusted with homosexuality, he does not accept it either.

He, he... is really straight, but his buttocks are touched twice, what's the matter?

Zhang Wan was still trying to build himself up mentally, when suddenly a whisper came from his ear.

Accompanied by the warm air exhaled by the other party when they spoke, the psychological defense line that Zhang Wan had just built collapsed into a pile in an instant.

"If you're really afraid of ghosts, then let me touch it. I'm rude."

At that moment, Zhang Wan was in a mess.

Feeling the weird pressure on his buttocks, Zhang Wan felt no less than being bombarded by the five thunders in the street.

This is probably a bit like a person who is terrified of spanking needles. Alcohol is applied to his buttocks. After feeling the pain of the needles, he dares not move at all, for fear that the needles will break in his buttocks.

Zhang Wan is now basically a wooden man whose soul is out of his body and cannot breathe.

When the buttocks were kneaded, Zhang Wan regretted it a little, maybe he should have let that female ghost touch it.

That ghost's hand is so stiff, how can it feel as lustful as Master Qin, eh!like……

Zhang Wan opened her mouth nervously and looked at the front. She didn't want to care about what was going on with her butt, so she quickly covered Ji'er with her hands.

If this is seen, how will he behave in the future?How can you touch Ji'er even if you touch your butt?

Fuck, how can I be so dirty?

After finally waiting for Qin Ye to let go, Zhang Wan hurriedly pushed him away, clutching his pants and running back.

It's over, it's over, there's no salvation.