monster guardian

With the basic salary plus bonus, Mushui got [-] and Yuan Sheng got [-].

Mushui is not too little.

After all, he didn't get a single salary before graduation.For him, one hundred and eight is also money, and it is also very precious.

"Okay, you can break up, change your clothes back, and then hand over the work clothes to Lao Lin." The person in charge said.

After everyone heard this, of course they dispersed in a flock.

It's just that when other people walked out, they would intentionally keep a distance of two meters from Yuan Sheng.

Mushui couldn't help but take another look.

Did he do something remarkable at Point A?

Mushui and Yuan Sheng walked slowly at the end, and finally came out of the theme room of "The Clown".

When they walked to the changing room, everyone else had already changed and left. The work clothes were neatly folded on the chairs, and Lao Lin was nowhere to be seen in the room.

Mushui suppressed the doubts in his heart, and took a look in the mirror first.

He found that there was still a large piece of off-white makeup on his neck, which was painted on him by Lao Lin before entering the theme room, in order to maintain the same color as the mask.

Musui wiped it with a paper towel, but it was difficult to wipe it off.

But if you change clothes, it is easy to rub on the clothes.

So he had no choice but to bow down in front of the sink, wash his neck in front of the mirror for a while, and when the neck was washed clean, his entire head was almost soaked, and the ends of his hair stuck to his neck.

"Okay?" Yuan Sheng's voice came from behind.

"Okay." Mushui turned around, his chin was still dripping.Yuan Sheng unconsciously raised his hand to catch the water, and then instinctively set his eyes on his face.

Mushui's brows and eyes were soaked in water, and now even the eyes are clear and moving.

Yuan Sheng only glanced at it, turned his head away, and then raised his other hand.

Mushui looked down, he was still holding the tie in his hand.Mushui immediately shook off the water on his hand, then took the tie and said, "Keep down, I can't reach it."

Yuan Sheng squatted down skillfully.

Mushui grabbed the tie and wrapped it around the back of his head, and quickly tied it up.

The water he didn't shake off slipped into Yuan Sheng's neck, and the water was cold even in the cold weather.But Yuan Sheng not only did not shudder, but also felt a little warmth.

"Are you ready?" Yuan Sheng asked.

"Wait..." Mushui thought for a while, then untied the tie knot again, and said, "It's not safe, I'll tie a new knot for you."

As soon as the words fell, Mushui's finger moved and tied a bow on the back of Yuan Sheng's head.

It's very firm now and won't slide off easily.

Mushui withdrew his hand in satisfaction.

Of course Yuan Sheng couldn't see the back of his head, and didn't know what Mushui tied him. He said, "Okay, let's go and change clothes."

Mushui responded and followed behind him.

At this time, there was a sudden noise under the window, as if something had knocked against the window.

Mushui suddenly stopped in his tracks, and looked towards the window.

It was getting dark outside.

The noisy human voices in the amusement park disappeared from his ears at some point. At this moment, the surrounding environment was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that Mushui could even hear his own heartbeat clearly.

He suppressed his voice and said in a low voice, "Yuan Sheng, come here."

Yuan Sheng didn't move.

Mushui couldn't help looking at Yuan Sheng.

Yuan Sheng's back was facing him, his figure was tall, standing there gave an illusion of a majestic mountain peak.

At this moment, Yuan Sheng stretched out his hand suddenly, and grabbed Mushui to his side with his backhand.

Mushui was dumbfounded.

Yuan Sheng raised his finger, lowered his head, and made a gesture towards him.

Lie.

The look on Yuan Sheng's face has completely changed, and he has returned to the cold look he had when he came by car.

He clasped Mushui's wrist tightly, tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to something.

The thing outside the window couldn't hold back anymore, it moved its body slowly, and approached the door.The sound of low footsteps mixed with the sound of mucus tearing made people instinctively feel nauseated.

Mushui just wanted to open his mouth to appease his patient, but later he found that Yuan Sheng's hand holding him was cold, but it was strong and steady, without any sign of trembling.

It means... Yuan Sheng is not afraid at all.

Mushui exhaled lightly, and looked towards the door.

Lao Lin's face came in, and that dull face was filled with a little excitement and trembling at the moment.

His eyes quickly locked on Mushui, just like Zhao Yun before, he stared at Mushui, the trembling color on his face expanded little by little, his head shook against the door frame until it hit the door frame, Made the sound of "duang" and "duang".

Mushui: "..."

But the look of longing written between his brows and eyes gradually expanded.

His facial features looked even more ferocious and distorted, and the corners of his mouth were grinning back, in a half-smile.

Soon, the color of longing completely overwhelmed the color of trembling.

His head hit the door frame with a loud bang, and Lao Lin finally stopped hiding his body, straightened his waist completely, and stood at the door.He was still wearing daytime work clothes, and the body wrapped under the work clothes was still shaking violently.

I don't know if it's because of fear or excitement.

He opened his mouth and spit out something like a long snake letter.

"hiss--"

That thing arrived in front of Mushui in a blink of an eye.

It was at this moment that Mushui realized that it was not a snake letter, but a person's tongue was squeezed and elongated like plasticine, and finally a fork was cut at the tip of the tongue, and the scars on it were still clearly visible.

Without even thinking about it, Mushui reached out to grab it.

But Yuan Sheng's movements were faster, he clasped Mushui with one hand to keep him from moving, and the other quickly grabbed the long tongue, bent his fingers and twisted the tongue hard.

Then he grabbed his tongue and pulled it, and Lao Lin was pulled and flew over by him.

Mushui:? ? ?

"What do you want?" Yuan Sheng asked in a low voice.

At first glance, it seems to be friendly, just like asking if you have eaten today.

Mushui looked at Yuan Sheng's knuckle-boned fingers, which were tightly clutching the scarlet thing, with no intention of letting go.

Lao Lin became an octopus washed ashore, his limbs waving in the air, his neck was hung up because his tongue was caught, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth because he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Mushui: "..."

You are holding someone's tongue, how can someone answer?

Yuan Sheng covered Lao Lin's face with his hand, touched it, then frowned, wiped Lao Lin's clothes with his hand, and said, "You are so ugly."

Lao Lin: "Ho...ho..."

Yuan Sheng still had the tie on his eyes, but he didn't lose his sight in the slightest. On the contrary, he was extremely calm.

Under the dim light, Yuan Sheng's handsome face seemed to be dotted with light, and there was an indescribable elegance and calmness.

His face became more stern, and he whispered: "Oh, I know what you want. But... I, no, give it."

The last few words spit out from his mouth slowly, with the arrogance of being extremely unbeatable.

Yuan Sheng grabbed Lao Lin's tongue and pulled it hard, so strong that Mushui could even hear a tearing sound.

Lao Lin let out a more fierce "ho" sound from his throat.

But Yuan Sheng was much taller than him. As soon as Yuan Sheng picked him up, Lao Lin couldn't touch the ground, his limbs lost strength, and he was forced to look up, like a hanged ghost.

Yuan Sheng: "How long can you stretch your tongue?"

Lao Lin: "Ho...ho..."

Yuan Sheng: "Wait a minute, I'll try."

Lao Lin: "Ho...ho..."

Yuan Sheng: "Ah, it can't grow any longer."

Lao Lin: "..."

In an instant, Mushui heard a sound as if the cloth was being torn apart.

With a "poof", blood spattered.

Yuan Sheng pulled out his tongue, and Lao Lin fell down on his back, turning into a half-dead octopus, and now he couldn't even make a "ho" sound from his throat.

Yuan Sheng walked slowly to the door, stepped on the pedal of the trash can, and threw his tongue into it.

"I thought your tongue was rubber, and you could keep pulling it down. It's boring." Yuan Sheng walked to the sink in disgust, boiled water, and washed his hands.

Mushui squatted down to look at Lao Lin.

Lao Lin stared at him with slack pupils, and excitement was still dancing on his face, as if it was an instinct.

Instinct what?

Instinctively desire him?

Mushui tugged on the clown suit, and smelled his own body.

There is no taste of boiled meat.

This Yuan Sheng came back after washing his hands. He lifted Mushui's collar and pulled Mushui up from the ground: "Change clothes, hurry up and leave."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Sheng seemed to have completely forgotten about Lao Lin, so he turned around and went to change his clothes first.

What is Lao Lin to him?

It was probably just a mosquito that strayed into his territory in Xia Tian, ​​and as soon as he touched it, the mosquito died.

Mushui pursed his lips, turned around and went to change clothes.

His heart beat just a little faster.

When Yuan Sheng made a move, he didn't reveal any abnormalities.

He is more complicated, psychologically stronger, and more inclined to anti-social personality traits.

……

Mushui changed his clothes and came out, Yuan Sheng was already waiting outside.

His tall figure stood at the door, almost blocking it tightly.

Mushui walked forward slowly and asked, "Don't call 120?"

"What 120, this kind of thing can't die easily." Yuan Sheng said, clasping Mushui's wrist again, just like an adult holding a child, he clasped Mushui and walked out. While walking, he opened his mouth casually : "Scared?"

Mushui shook his head, and when he finished shaking his head, he suddenly realized that the other party couldn't see at all, so he whispered: "No."

The voice is soft, with a little soft and calm taste.

Yuan Sheng said: "Really? When encountering such things before, most of them felt that they were having a dream, while I...was having an illness."

The author has something to say: Zaoya~ Brother Yuan is really fierce, do you dare to say that Brother Yuan is poor in the future!Tell me louder!