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

On the extremely narrow soft bed, there were many newly taken-off outer clothes scattered around. The room was specially filled with sexually arousing incense, which smelled like unknown nectar that was concentrated a hundred times, sweet and sticky.

There were two entangled bodies on the bed. Mo Xunyu was leaning on top, pressing Zhao Shi down tightly, and his hands were tightly grasping the long curtain used for decoration in the box, which was torn into a rope as wide as a forearm by Mo Xunyu, and was now wrapped around Zhao Shi's neck.

Looking at the purple face, Zhao Shi had been strangled to the point of sticking out his tongue.

Mo Xunyu's condition was not much better. The boy was sticky all over, his cuffs were wet with sweat, and the thin fabric stuck to his skin. Because of the spilled incense beside him, Mo Xunyu's cheeks and lips were abnormally red, and his amorous peach blossom eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

But at this moment, Mo Xunyu didn't notice at all that Zhao Shi was fiddling with the rope with all his strength, and his hand behind his back had already reached for the gun bag beside him.

Zhao Shi stared with his eyes fixed, and in an instant he pointed the cold muzzle of the gun at Mo Xunyu's lower back, as if he was about to pull the trigger.

Si Mo stood at the door and quickly threw out a piece of broken porcelain picked up from downstairs. The sharp tip flew towards Zhao Shi's neck, cutting through the flesh and blood vessels. With a hissing sound, Zhao Shi's arterial blood splattered onto Mo Xunyu's face, drawing a beautiful arc.

Zhao Shi's eyes became unfocused for a moment, and his body's instinctive reaction caused him to twitch violently, but his index finger pressed down hard!

Bang!

A gunshot startled the crows perched on the treetop outside the window.

Within a second, screams began to be heard outside the door, and the singer's singing stopped abruptly.

Mo Xunyu was shaking all over. The warm and sticky touch on his face made him feel sick, and there was a strong smell of blood around him. But he couldn't help but wonder if this was real - Zhao Shi was really dead.

"How are you?" Si Mo walked over and took a deep breath when he saw that Mo Xunyu was not injured: "Get up quickly, it's not safe here."

"They will soon investigate the cause of the gunshot. If you don't want to be caught, follow me."

It was so thrilling. The bullet only missed Mo Xunyu's waist by two centimeters and hit the wall.

"I..." Mo Xunyu's voice was hoarse and fragmented, and his red and aggrieved eyes looked at Si Mo steadily: "I...can't stand up."

No one is not afraid when he is really on the verge of death, even if he is prepared to face it.

That is a natural human reaction.

Mo Xunyu supported his legs which were as soft as noodles. A bead of sweat slid down the side of his face, and he looked extremely pale.

After two seconds of silence, Si Mo handed a handkerchief to Mo Xunyu, pointed it at his face, and said, "Wipe it first."

Then he leaned over to grab Mo Xunyu's arm and tried to help him off the bed.

There was a sound of hurried and heavy footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door. Si Mo tilted his head and his sharp ears detected two sounds.

One is a group of people who have been professionally trained and march in an orderly manner.

My guess was correct, this group of people should have been attracted to the police station by the sound of gunfire.

The other one was different. Judging from the footsteps, it was a man. At first, his pace was steady, with the rhythmic sound of his military boots hitting the wooden floor. After the gunshots, his pace quickened significantly.

The man panicked. Why?

Everyone downstairs in the Paramount was running, except for this person who was still walking around on the dangerous second floor.

After a while, the footsteps stopped.

Si Mo paused in his movements, and looked towards the door opposite with tense nerves - the man stopped here.

dong dong.

Chu Qingchen knocked twice symbolically but did not give the person inside time to react before pushing the door open. His dark eyes met Si Mo's, and after half a second he turned around and closed the door.

"..."

There was one more person in the room, and now the three of them were staring at each other.

"Who, who is this?" Mo Xunyu looked at the two people opposite him, and for a moment he felt as if time had stopped. He felt a little embarrassed, after all, there was a lifeless person lying next to him.

But looking at Si Mo's expression, he didn't seem to be hostile towards this man. Mo Xunyu believed Si Mo, so he didn't feel afraid.

In any case, he climbed down by himself by holding on to the edge of the bed.

Si Mo's eyes had never moved away from the man since he entered the room. Amid the noise and shouting, the two of them looked at each other calmly, both falling into the deep pool in each other's eyes.

Mo Xunyu weakly leaned against the wall, and moved closer to see more clearly. His eyes were focused on Chu Qingchen for a long time. In a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and Mo Xunyu felt that all the blood in his body was flowing backwards.

His heart was tightly grasped by a pair of big hands. Mo Xunyu stepped back in shock until he grabbed the corner of Si Mo's clothes.

"What's wrong?" Si Mo looked at him, reached out and held Mo Xunyu's back firmly, and asked.

"He, he is Chu...Chu Qingchen!"

"He's here to arrest me."

Big tears fell from Mo Xunyu's eyes, and his whole body was shaking like a frightened rabbit.

Chu Qingchen and Si Mo looked at each other, their tired brows wrinkled, with a hint of innocence in their eyes: "I didn't."

"I know," Si Mo helped Mo Xunyu to stand steadily, and then said with a frivolous frown, "You are here to save us."

"Because you've already saved me once, right?"

Si Mo's lips twitched upwards, but before Mo Xunyu could figure out what was going on, the situation outside was already so bleak that he didn't have time to think about it.

The people from the police station were searching room by room for someone. They found General Zhao Shi outside the door, but he had fainted, so they had to wait until he woke up before questioning him.

"Hey, what are you doing?? My Paramount is a respectable place, how dare you break in without a search warrant?!"

"We have guests on the second floor today! If you ruin their business, you will be held responsible!"

It seemed like there was someone in charge blocking the door.

This is understandable. After all, Zhao Shi bought the aphrodisiac incense from her to increase the interest in sex, but this dosage of stuff is not common in the market.

If she were discovered by these, she would still not end up well.

"Didn't you hear the gunshot?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Anyone who obstructs the police station will be treated as a suspect! Take him away!"

"Help! Why are you arresting me... woooo!"

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As the footsteps got closer, the doors of the other rooms were easy to push open, but this one was locked. The leading officer realized something was wrong here: "Is anyone here? Please come out and cooperate with the investigation."

"Brother Xiao Mo, what should I do...?" Mo Xunyu's mind was a mess, and his only thought was not to delay Si Mo.

Having made up his mind, he wiped away his tears and suddenly raised his eyes: "Why don't I turn myself in?"

After all, Zhao Shi was dead, so he had no regrets.

"Wait." Chu Qingchen called out to Mo Xunyu and gestured to him to keep quiet.

"I have a solution."

Then he turned around, took a step forward, grabbed Si Mo's wrist, and said with a firm look in his eyes, "Take off your clothes."