Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

"Ah, I'm going to take a nap in Liu Ting's room and look for any new clues. Do you want to come with me?"

Shuangyu asked with a laugh.

When Zhou Yan thought of Liu Ting, she immediately shuddered and shook her head wildly.

Who knows if this woman will harm her!

After getting rid of the pestering guy, Shuangyu breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly towards Liu Ting's courtyard.

Compared to his own room, Liu Ting's room was obviously safer, and he might be able to find some clues.

As soon as he entered the house, Shuangyu began to rummage through the boxes.

What is incredible is that clues can be found in other rooms.

Only Liu Ting's room was as tidy as a model room. Not to mention clues, he didn't even have a set of clothes.

Could it be that this house is not the master bedroom where Liu Ting lives?

But there is no need to lie to him, right?

The doubts in his heart were even worse, and Shuang Yu was puzzled.

"Madam, you always do something unexpected."

A pair of hands hugged him from behind, and the next second, a cold touch hit his ears.

"Why do you always make no sound when you walk!"

Shuangyu, who was already a little used to it, sighed and turned back to glare at him.

"Maybe it's because... I'm weak?"

Liu Ting tilted his head slightly and showed a bright smile.

He is really a very unique NPC.

Compared with other NPCs who are rigid and only do their own thing, Liu Ting is as if he has been injected with a soul, which is very distinctive. If it were not for his abnormal body temperature, it would be an exaggeration to call him a player.

"Are you a player?"

Unable to hold back, Shuangyu asked.

"Ok?"

Liu Ting had doubts in his eyes, obviously not understanding what he meant.

"It's okay...don't you still have a job? Why are you back? You're not here to monitor me."

"No matter how big the deal is, it's not as important as taking a nap with my wife. Let's rest, my wife."

He chuckled, kissed him on the face very affectionately, took his hand and walked towards the canopy bed.

He leaned over and took off Shuangyu's shoes. Every move he made was extremely gentle and caring, as if she really was his wife.

A feeling of distraught came over her, and Shuangyu resisted this undue heartbeat and quickly rolled into the bed.

Not long after, Liu Ting also lay down next to him, hugged him from behind in an extremely strong posture, and fell asleep not long after.

Rather than falling asleep, it would be better to say that I stopped breathing again!

Shuang Yu discovered that Liu Ting's body temperature was as low as ice after he fell asleep. No matter how much he poked or touched him, there was no reaction. He was really just like a corpse!

There is no evidence in the room, so is it possible that Liu Ting himself is the biggest evidence? !

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Shuangyu mustered up the courage to turn around.

"Liu Ting..."

He shouted in a low voice.

The other party didn't respond.

He reached out and poked his cheek, prodding.

The other party still didn't respond.

Great, I suddenly have the courage to continue.

Shuangyu took a deep breath and used all his strength to turn Liu Ting, whose body was as heavy as a hill, onto his front.

Riding on him, his slightly trembling hands reached for the other person's collar.

Liu Ting really looks like the kind of well-educated nobleman who always looks calm no matter what time he is.

He is always neatly dressed and his hair is combed smoothly. Even his shirt is buttoned to the top button, as rigorous as a veteran cadre!

One.

two.

three...

As the buttons were untied, the other person was completely displayed in front of Shuangyu like a bright candy with its wrapper peeled off.

Only when you really see the inside will you feel shocked.

Shuangyu is an otaku. He doesn't exercise for a long time and has irregular meals. His body is that sub-healthy and sickly white, and he is slimmer than the average man. He has the legendary thin dog figure, coupled with a palm-sized face and delicate facial features. , there is no sense of violation in dressing up as a woman.

But Liu Ting was completely different from him.

He gives people the impression of being very weak, always looking sick.

But the body hidden under the clothes is as strong as the ancient god of war in Greek mythology!

The bronzed skin, well-developed chest muscles, and neat six-pack abs are like honey, making people salivate.

Even a straight man like Shuang Yu couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he saw it.

I don’t know whether to say it’s jealousy or envy…

The perfect figure itself is full of doubts.

After all, this is not the body shape a sickly man should have...

"Well... I really didn't molest you... I just wanted to find evidence..."

Realizing that his next actions would look like a gangster, Shuangyu was a little confused and apologized in a low voice.

The slightly trembling hand touched Liu Ting's body.

The first thing he noticed when getting started was the 'big chest muscles' that he liked very much.

The first feeling is cold, the kind of ice that penetrates into the bone marrow.

Shuangyu had goosebumps all over his body.

But apart from the coldness, the elasticity and voluptuousness that the skin should have are every bit as good, and the touch is simply yyds!

Unable to bear it, he pinched harder.

It was also at this moment that Liu Ting's body underwent earth-shaking changes.

Black irregular runes like iron chains appeared.

These runes wrapped around his entire body and tightened, faintly emitting a black mist.

"Tie-up play?!"

Shuangyu's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

I have to say, this scene is so erotic, it is simply a feast for the eyes.

The strong skin was bound and entangled by the iron chains. During the tightening process, the muscles subconsciously exerted force and bulged, forming the most confusing contrast with the tightened iron chains.

'Snapped--'

There were more and more images of the Eighteen Forbidden City in his mind. Shuangyu hurriedly braked and raised his hand to slap himself.

"I'm a straight man, I'm a straight man, I'm a straight man, are you crazy? Why are you drooling over other people's breasts?"

He keeps brainwashing himself.

Guludu, he swallowed another mouthful of saliva, suppressed his restless little heart, leaned over, and carefully observed the chain-like runes.

He has no research on these Maoshan Taoisms, so he has no idea what these runes are for.

But looking at this situation, it looks more like suppression.

Who planted the runes?

What is the purpose?

Is Liu Ting really a mountain god?

What is his connection with the Ghost Bride?

What role does the ghost groom, who is covered in patches, play in this? !

Headache……

Thinking of the dizziness, Shuangyu couldn't think of a reason.

He pinched his eyebrows with a headache and was about to get off Liu Ting.

A dumb chuckle sounded from the top of the head. It was very seductive, as if it was wrapped with a hook. The whole body of the hooked person became numb.

"Madam...you gave me another surprise. Do you like my body so much?"

Depend on……

"I'm not, I'm not..."

Shuang Yu looked flustered and stood up to explain. When he raised his head and met Liu Ting's affectionate phoenix eyes, he fell back as if an electric shock had passed through his body.

"Well……"

The two of them let out sexy moans at the same time.

In the next second, the world spun.

The two people's postures were completely reversed. Liu Ting pressed Shuang Yu forcefully, leaned over with a chuckle, and sprayed his cool breath on his white neck: "You are very enthusiastic... I am looking forward to what happens next... my... …Lady!”