Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

"What's wrong with you?" Si Mo's ears turned red. If he had known, he would not have said those dirty words!

After considering his words, he spoke again: "Why did you appear in the daytime?"

Xiang Yuqing shook his head, he himself didn't know why.

The timing of replacement seems to be becoming increasingly erratic.

"Why are you with him?" Xiang Yuqing asked what was on his mind, tightening his fingers unconsciously: "Did he force you to do something?"

"Xiang Yuli is very dangerous. I have reminded you more than once."

Xiang Yuqing's forehead was throbbing, and he had been suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

He had no memory of Xiang Yuli. He had only occupied this body two or three times in such a long time. He had met Si Mo a few times just now. The second time was when Si Mo was drunk and unconscious. The third time was now, looking at the purple marks on his body.

But the only thing that can be confirmed is that seeing Si Mo like this, Xiang Yuqing felt indescribably sad.

It was like dipping his heart in sour water, and the bubbles that floated up were all bitter.

Even if that person is still himself.

"No..." Si Mo's murmurs became smaller and smaller, as if he was being roasted over charcoal fire.

For the first time in my life, I felt like a scumbag.

It would be fine if he could attack separately, Si Mo could still find reasons to comfort himself.

But now he was caught red-handed by Xiang Yuqing.

There is a feeling of being unable to defend oneself...

"He's not that bad..."

"From the looks of it, you guys are already together?" Xiang Yuqing lowered his eyelids and tapped his wrist with his fingertips, stubbornly wanting to hear something, even though he already knew the answer in his heart.

"Have you ever thought that maybe he did this on purpose to lure you into this?"

Xiang Yuqing sneered, and it was unclear whether the emotion in his eyes was mocking or self-mocking: "Xiang Yuli is the best at setting traps that will eat people without leaving any bones."

"Of course, I'm just reminding you that the choice is up to you."

After he finished speaking, there was no response. Xiang Yuqing looked up at Si Mo and found that the fox was actually pursing his lips and trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth, with an expression as if he was trying not to smile.

"What's with that expression?" Xiang Yuqing frowned.

Extremely irritable and restless.

Seeing that he was forcing himself to endure, Si Mo took a deep breath and tried his best to hide his smile.

"I haven't said anything yet, and you're already talking so much..."

"Does it seem a little confusing?"

Si Mo took advantage of the situation and walked up to Xiang Yuqing with a frivolous look on his face, "You care about me so much."

He asked in the same way as he did the night he first met Xiang Yuqing: "What is our relationship?"

"You!" Xiang Yuqing widened his eyes in shock for a moment. He didn't expect that the fox would be so ungrateful.

"I really have such good intentions."

He slapped Si Mo's hand away. Just now, Si Mo lifted his chin with the tip of his index finger, and he almost drowned in that gaze.

Xiang Yuqing's face was filled with impatience again. He stood up and looked into Si Mo's eyes mercilessly: "When you are turned into a fox, don't expect me to save you."

After saying that, he left the room without any reluctance.

The little fox behind him almost got furious because of this sentence, what a fox does!!!

Why does it sound so creepy? Xiang Yuqing was trying to scare him on purpose, right?

Auntie can tolerate it, but uncle can’t! !

Si Mo opened the door and chased out, but he was a step too late. The response he got was Xiang Yuqing closing the door heavily and disappearing.

As soon as he walked out of the villa, he angrily closed the car door and punched the steering wheel.

He didn't know where he wanted to go, but he didn't want to stay in the villa.

Xiang Yuqing originally couldn't understand why he broke through the restrictions today and appeared at this time.

But his first reaction after regaining consciousness was not to think about where to go for fun by making good use of his time as before, but to want to meet Si Mo once.

But now it seems...

Xiang Yuqing lowered his head and gave a slightly dejected smile.

Just as I was about to drive out, I suddenly stopped.

There was a buzzing in his ears and the scene in front of him kept spinning, making him feel a little breathless due to the oppression.

He was unconscious and his vision was shifting from near to far. I don't know how many minutes it took before he calmed down.

Xiang Yuqing was gasping for breath exhaustedly. He casually grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the car, opened it and took a few sips.

Was that just... an illusion?

He seemed to see Xiang Yuli's perspective, and then Si Mo's face.

But after calming down, there was nothing.

Xiang Yuqing raised his head and saw himself in the mirror. He was sweating profusely, his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, and he looked very embarrassed.

He unconsciously grabbed the phone, then froze when he suddenly remembered something.

The cell phone was not in my pocket just now.

With some guesswork in mind, he opened the memo.

The blood suddenly flowed backwards and stagnated.

The latest message was posted half a minute ago.

He clicked on it with almost trembling hands, and the content was very simple.

So simple that he could hardly understand it.

Perhaps Xiang Yuli didn't want him to understand, and his original intention was not to have a conversation with Xiang Yuqing.

There was only a short message on the chat box:.

On the whiteboard-like screen, the comma is inconspicuous, like a stain thrown on a piece of white paper by someone unconsciously.

But Xiang Yuqing seemed to know what he meant, and the other personality in his body seemed to want to say to him: Look, we are living in symbiosis.

So when he wanted to leave the villa just now, it was Xiang Yuli's consciousness that stopped him.

Xiang Yuqing clenched his fists, his teeth trembling uncontrollably: "You've crossed the line, you've crossed the line!"

After starting the car, the bright red Lamborghini flew out of the dark and depressing garage like an arrow's tail.

It's so beautiful that even the engine sound is particularly pleasant.

Vehicles were roaming the streets, but he didn't know where he belonged.

In the past, every club on the shopping street was filled with people in the evening, and Xiang Yuqing was used to the hustle and bustle.

But now it is so different from before, even the sunlight that has not been seen for a long time seems dazzling.

But since this was his time, he would seize it.

What Xiang Yuqing wanted to tell Xiang Yuli was that even though they lived in the same body, their souls were always different.

They are equal, but neither are they high or low.

Since Xiang Yuli had taken up his night time, he would not allow Xiang Yuli to use this body for even a second.