Urban Supernatural: My Inhuman Girlfriends!

You can see the cement road at the end at a glance. Yang Xu is walking slowly towards his destination against the cold wind.

In the two-story low building facing the street, Qian Xun looked at the strong figure in the cold wind and shouted doubtfully:

"Yang Xu?"

Even though there was a distance, Yang Xu still heard the girl's shout. He raised his head and looked at Qian Xun who was standing by the window on the second floor.

When Qian Xun saw that it was Yang Xu, he asked, "It's so dark, where are you going?"

"Tree farm."

"Forestry!?" Qian Xun's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, "Do you know it's more than 20 kilometers to the forestry?"

"You find a place to stay today. There will be a car to the forest farm tomorrow morning. You can go there then!"

"You go forward, that three-story building is Grandma Zhang's hotel, it's cheap and affordable!"

Qian Xun was wearing loose pajamas. She was lying on the window, leaning out half of her body and giving enthusiastic instructions.

Yang Xu looked at the deserted streets and felt that it made sense. Although walking twenty kilometers was not difficult for him, he was not in a hurry. After all, he left a day early.

"I know, thanks!"

After waving goodbye to Qian Xun, Yang Xu walked to the hotel.

In the love building, Qian Xun looked at the strong back of the man who was getting away, closed the window, and rubbed his cold and red face.

An old woman with neat short silver hair walked up to Qian Xun with foot washing water and asked softly: "Xiao Xun, who were you talking to just now?"

"A friend in the car, I'm already that old, not a child, I just need to fetch water by myself."

"How old are you when you are not grandma's child?"

The old man Chong Ran covered Qian Xun's cold hands and asked, "Where did you buy that special medicine? It's so useful. Your dad fell asleep just after taking it. I think his complexion immediately improved a lot."

"A classmate of mine mailed it from abroad. As long as it's useful, I asked him to buy some more!"

"That's enough, that's enough. If you use these sparingly, you can take them for several days. This foreign medicine must be very expensive, right?"

“It’s not expensive, only the ones from abroad are cheaper!”

Qian Xun was very excited when he heard that the medicine was useful for his father.

Looking at the sensible Qian Xun, the corners of the old woman's eyes were slightly moist. This child has grown up in the blink of an eye.

……

On the only three-story building in Yushugou, there are various neon signs hanging, offering everything from snacks to cold drinks.

"Grandma Zhang...hotel?"

Yang Xu looked at the store light sign that kept flashing pink lights and felt a little weird.

‘Grandma Zhang’ looks fine at first glance, and ‘hotel’ looks fine too.

But the combination of these two words on a plaque reveals an inexplicable incongruity.

Out of curiosity, Yang Xu pushed open the glass door of the hotel.

The walls are covered with all kinds of attractive fruit murals, the lobby is very bright and clean, and the bar is surrounded by lush potted plants. It seems that the boss likes green plants very much.

Yang Xu looked around and found no one to greet him. He leaned on the bar and shouted loudly: "Hello, is there anyone?"

"Hey, little ancestor, can you please keep your voice down!" A lazily complaining voice came from behind the bar.

A woman in floral pajamas rubbed her eyes and slowly stood up from the small bed in the bar.

The woman has short, gray, fluffy hair, and a milky white mask on her face, making her age invisible.

"Hey, where did this handsome guy come from?" The woman immediately woke up when she saw Yang Xu, and her delicate and smooth arms naturally rested on Yang Xu's shoulders.

Yang Xu moved away awkwardly and asked uncertainly, "Is this where Grandma Zhang's love hotel is registered?"

"Oh, I really can't speak. If you call me grandma, you'll call me old. Just call me Ai Ling!"

Zhang Ailing said angrily, she rolled her eyes coquettishly, took off the mask on her face and threw it on the bar, and asked: "Do you have your ID card?"

When Yang Xu heard this, he quickly handed his ID card to Zhang Ailing. Only then did he realize that although Zhang Ailing took good care of herself, she only had a few faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.

But time was ruthless, which caused her fair skin to lose some elasticity.

It seems that she must be very old, otherwise Qian Xun would not call her grandma...

"It's just nineteen?" Zhang Ailing glanced at the information on the ID card, and she fell in love with Yang Xu. Her eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, and she said in a charming voice: "The double bed room is ninety a day, but my room is nineteen a day. The crib is free!”

Yang Xu hurriedly paid the rent and deposit. What a joke. Although he admitted that Zhang Ailing had some charm, he was not a casual person.

Seeing Yang Xu's refusal, Zhang Ailing rolled her eyes, threw out a room card with regret on her face, and said angrily: "114, go to the end and leave."

Picking up his ID card and room card, Yang Xu walked towards the hall.

Zhang Ailing looked at Yang Xu's back and turned on the computer screen in the bar.

In the picture, the situation in each room is clear, and even pinhole cameras are installed in the bathroom and toilet!

click!

The door to the guest room near the bar suddenly opened, and a rustic young man with a naive smile walked out shirtless.

He put his hands under his body as if to cover something deliberately, and said timidly: "Grandma Zhang, I can't sleep!"

Zhang Ailing turned off the monitor without leaving any trace, and said with a sweet smile, "Oh, my dear, what should I do if you can't sleep?"

"I...when I close my eyes, all I can think about is you!" The young man did not dare to look directly into Zhang Ailing's eyes and suddenly grabbed her hands.

"Oh?" Zhang Ailing didn't panic, her soft and delicate fingers gently tickled his rough palm, and she said in a charming voice: "Then let me help you?"

The young man was in a daze and couldn't help but think about it. Grandma Zhang's sexy and charming cheek was getting closer and closer to him...

In fact, the young man's pupils were dilated and he was trembling in front of the cactus.

After three seconds.

The young man returned to his room contentedly.

Zhang Ailing looked at the young man with extremely disgusted and disappointed eyes, pitying the cactus she had been raising for several months...

Turning on the display screen, Zhang Ailing clicked on all the monitors in Yangxu's room and found Yangxu taking a hot shower.

The steam in the bathroom was steaming, and the picture was stained with a little water vapor, making it a little blurry.

A strong body, thick and explosive leg muscles, skin as delicate as a baby...

As well as those blue eyes that are as deep as the ocean, Zhang Ailing is intoxicated.

In the bathroom, Yang Xu, who was rubbing the shower gel, suddenly stopped. He stuck his head out of the bathroom and looked around, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

"What's going on with this vague sense of voyeurism..."

Yang Xu wiped away the water droplets casually without thinking too much, just thinking that he was too tired.

He unscrewed the free mineral water on the bedside and took two swigs.

Lying on the soft big bed, Yang Xu stretched out comfortably, closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

Time continued to pass, but Yang Xu tossed and turned on the bed, with nameless heat always burning in his heart.

Even the 'Vibranium' couldn't suppress it, and messy pictures kept flashing through my mind.

Wang Min's sexy and tight mermaid lines, Kui Pasha's plump legs, white, delicate and dazzling naked back...

Once the desire of youth is ignited, it is like a dry wasteland in autumn. With sparks, the mountains and wildfires burn to the sky.

Just when Yang Xu was about to practice his traditional skills, there were suddenly a few soft sounds at the door.

In the quiet, dark room, a soft knock on the door was like a knock on Yang Xu's fiery soul, interrupting his thoughts.