Mansion Raiders

It is definitely impossible to suck chirp.

Shang Tingzhi couldn't suck it, and didn't have that idea.

Although he watched a performance that was more exciting than the royal movie at close range last night, he only cared about enjoying it and didn't learn a single trick.

No, the question now is not how good his skills are, whether he will fall behind and lose face.

The important thing now is that it is impossible for him to do this kind of thing to a man.

"This doesn't work, you think about other things." Shang Tingzhi said to Xia Leyang who was sitting next to him and looked at him eagerly, "I'll buy whatever you want."

After saying this, Shang Tingzhi himself felt unconvincing, because how could the young master of the Xia family be short of money?

Sure enough, Xia Leyang relentlessly grabbed his pajamas and said, "You said that you can compensate me within your power, why is this beyond your ability?"

Shang Tingzhi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, Xia Leyang had tortured him for nearly half an hour, he believed that if he didn't agree to Xia Leyang's request, this person could torture him all night.

He thought for a while, then compromised: "How about I... help you with my hands."

"I don't have hands myself?" Xia Leyang said dissatisfied, "What kind of compensation is this?"

Shang Tingzhi couldn't back down any longer, he frowned and said in a deep voice, "Use your hands at most, don't talk about the rest."

"You!" Xia Leyang glared at Shang Tingzhi angrily. He knew that there was nothing Shang Tingzhi could do if he didn't agree, so he turned over and shrank to the edge of the bed, muttering, "I understand now, you and That female ghost is just in the same boat, treats me as a tool person without emotion, and throws it aside after using it."

Veins popped up on Shang Tingzhi's forehead: "I don't have..."

Xia Leyang turned his back to Shang Tingzhi, and was still muttering: "Is it easy for me? I was forced by my family to pay off the debt, and I still have to be a tool for you to vent your desire at night..."

"Xia Leyang!" The fire in Shang Tingzhi's heart rose, "Don't talk nonsense."

Xia Leyang snorted and fell silent, but his whole body exuded an aura of anger.

Shang Tingzhi had nothing to do with him, he took the initiative to show his favor and said, "Come and sleep, don't fall."

Xia Leyang huddled under the thin quilt and did not move, so Shang Tingzhi had no choice but to reach out to grab him, but unlike the previous few sleeps, Xia Leyang directly slapped his hands away this time.

"Sleep with you, don't care what a tool man does." Xia Leyang groaned.

Shang Tingzhi: "..."

Shang Tingzhi exhaled, turned off the light and rubbed the center of his brows with a headache.

How could this young master be so difficult to coax?

The next morning, Shang Tingzhi received an email reply from the owner, saying that he had not rented the house to anyone before that, and that Shang Tingzhi was the first tenant in decades.

This is strange.

It is well known that a single woman once lived in the Gu's mansion, how could the owner not know about it?

Shang Tingzhi came from the study to the living room, and told Xia Leyang about this, and Xia Leyang, who had put on a bad face for him all morning, was finally willing to look him straight.

"That is to say, doesn't the owner know about the single woman?" Xia Leyang asked strangely.

"This old bungalow has been in a state of abandonment. The owner lives abroad all year round and doesn't care much about the house." Shang Tingzhi repeated the original words of the owner.

Xia Leyang said: "But someone lives in his house, no matter what, he should know about it, right?"

Shang Tingzhi said: "There is only one possibility."

Xia Leyang quickly understood Shang Tingzhi's meaning: "You mean, that single woman picked the lock to get in by herself?"

"Yes." Shang Tingzhi nodded, "The housing management in the last century was not standardized enough. No one lives in this house all year round, and no one will take care of it if someone picks the lock."

"This woman is too awesome." Xia Leyang shook her head, sincerely admiring her.Even if there is no place to live anymore, he wouldn't come to the house where the massacre happened, right?

Shang Tingzhi didn't agree, since he got up this morning, his head has been dizzy and uncomfortable, and he seems to have signs of fever again, now he can talk as little as possible to save energy.

"Don't you find it strange?" Xia Leyang continued, "Where did this woman come from, and why did she commit suicide?"

"It's been so long, there's no way to investigate it," Shang Tingzhi said.

In fact, he wanted to ask the female ghost if he didn't come out next time, but he thought that saying so might irritate Xia Leyang, so he decided to ask Xia Leyang not to pursue it any further.

However, Xia Leyang unexpectedly proposed: "Why don't you ask the female ghost?"

Shang Tingzhi pursed his lips complicatedly: "Are you sure?"

Seeing Shang Tingzhi's reaction, Xia Leyang realized that he would suffer again if the female ghost came out, so he turned his head and snorted: "Forget it."

Shang Tingzhi knew that Xia Leyang was still in a fit of anger, and upholding the principle of saying as much as possible, he wisely stopped talking.

In the afternoon, Shang Tingzhi returned to the bedroom for a lunch break, Xia Leyang didn't know what he was doing on the first floor, so he didn't go upstairs with him.

Originally, Shang Tingzhi thought that he would feel better after a nap, but in fact, after waking up from a nap, his head became more and more drowsy.

Xia Leyang is still not around.

Shang Tingzhi took a few books on the bedside table and planned to put them back on the bookshelf in the study, but an accident happened at this moment.

The weather at the end of June is already comparable to a stove, and eggs that fall on the ground can be cooked directly.

Wearing a sports sun visor on his head and holding a small fan in his hand, Xia Leyang came to the People's Park in the old city against the midday sun, and joined a group of old men and women.

It's not that Xia Leyang is too idle, he actually came to inquire about the situation of the Gu's mansion.

Most of the people living in the old city are old people, and many of them have impressions of what happened back then.Unlike Xia Leyang, these grandpas and aunts who come to People's Park to pass the time are the ones who really have nothing to do. They just wish that someone could chat with them.

"I remember very clearly that woman likes to wear white dresses very much." When Xia Leyang mentioned a single woman who committed suicide, she opened her mouth just like chatting after dinner. When I was young, I still imitated her."

"Is she a local?" Xia Leyang asked.

"No, no, no, she speaks Cantonese." The aunt said, "Didn't Cantonese songs be very popular back then? She sang in that house every night, and it scared people to death."

"How dare she live there alone?" Xia Leyang asked again.

"I'll tell you young man." An old man took the initiative to answer, and he pointed out his little finger, "This is her."

Xia Leyang glanced at it, and immediately understood what the uncle meant: "Mistress?"

"Right, I heard that sometimes men come here at night." The uncle narrowed his eyes slightly, with an expression of "you understand".

"Then she committed suicide in the end because she was trapped by love?" Xia Leyang asked.

"Otherwise?" The aunt curled her lips and shook her head, "I guess it's a mistress who got dumped in the end."

Xia Leyang did not expect this result, he thought that the residents around would attribute the woman's suicide to the supernatural events in the haunted house, but it turned out to be trapped by love.

A bit boring.

Xia Leyang used a small fan to blow the wind, and suddenly lost the motivation to gossip.

Aunts and uncles began to turn their attention to Xia Leyang. Xia Leyang was a new face. Some people had seen him in and out of the Gu family mansion, and knew where he lived, so they were all curious about his background.

Xia Leyang knows how to reciprocate courtesy, and the uncle and aunt told him what he wanted to know so kindly, but he didn't hide it, and chatted with a bunch of elders.

However, when these uncles and aunts knew that he was living with a Feng Shui master, they all tried their best to invite him and Shang Tingzhi to visit their home. Feng Shui.

Xia Leyang was about to say that the Feng Shui master in his family is not cheap, but at this moment, his mobile phone rang suddenly, and when he took it out, it happened to be Shang Tingzhi.

"Hey, let me tell you, are you free on your schedule recently? I found a lot of business for you." Xia Leyang said.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a bit strange, breathing heavily, it didn't seem like the usual Shang Tingzhi.

"Where are you?" Shang Tingzhi asked.

"What's wrong with the nearby People's Park?" Xia Leyang asked.

"Come back soon." Shang Tingzhi panted heavily, "I was crushed under the bookcase."

Xia Leyang immediately got up from the lounge chair in the park, and after saying "Let's talk later" to the uncle and aunt, he quickly ran back to the Gu's mansion.

Shang Tingzhi's voice sounded not very good, Xia Leyang suddenly remembered that he had left the Gu's mansion and went to sleep in an express hotel, and Shang Tingzhi fell down the stairs that night.

Now Xia Leyang left Shang Tingzhi's side again, and Shang Tingzhi happened to have an accident again.

This is too evil.

Xia Leyang thought while running.

He was far away last time, and it took more than ten minutes to get to the hotel by taxi, but today he just went out for a walk, and he didn't expect that it would be impossible.

Is it true that as his father said, he can't stay away from Shang Tingzhi even a step?

When Xia Leyang ran back home, Shang Tingzhi had already crawled out from under the bookcase half his body.

To be honest, Shang Tingzhi himself didn't know what was going on, he just put the books on the bookshelf, and didn't pull the bookcase forward, but the bookcase just fell down inexplicably.

At the moment of being pressed, his first reaction was that Xia Leyang must have run out, he struggled to take out his mobile phone and made a call, but it turned out that Xia Leyang was not at home.

"Are you okay?" Xia Leyang hurried into the study, lifted the double-door bookcase away, and removed the books that were pressed on Shang Tingzhi's body one by one.

"It's okay." Shang Tingzhi supported his upper body with one hand, and followed Xia Leyang to clean up the books with the other hand.

"Why are you so careless." Xia Leyang frowned and said, "Is there another ghost messing with you again?"

"I don't know." Shang Tingzhi shook his head.The last time he fell down the stairs, he really felt something pushing him, but this time he didn't know if something was pushing the bookcase.

"I'll help you." Xia Leyang put Shang Tingzhi's arm on his shoulder, "Is there any injury?"

"Probably not." Shang Tingzhi said.

"You have a fever again?" Xia Leyang pressed Shang Tingzhi's forearm with one hand and his waist with the other, "Why is your body so hot?"

"Blame you." Shang Tingzhi said weakly.

"What?" Xia Leyang looked puzzled, "What does it have to do with me?"

Shang Tingzhi pursed his lips: "Don't let me hug you."

Xia Leyang still didn't understand, but the steps were in front of him, he was afraid that both of them would fall if distracted, so after helping Shang Tingzhi to the bedroom, he asked, "Why don't you let me hug you?"

"Last night." Shang Tingzhi said.At this time, the two bodies were touching each other, Shang Tingzhi felt much more comfortable, but his head was still a little dizzy.He lay down on the bed directly, but the hand hooking Xia Leyang's shoulder did not let go.

"Lie down well, why are you holding me down?" Xia Leyang got out from under Shang Tingzhi's shoulders, and then helped Shang Tingzhi lie down, "I won't let you hug you because you have a fever?"

"En." Shang Tingzhi replied listlessly, and then stubbornly pressed Xia Leyang back into his arms, "Let me hold you for a while."

"Hey, you..."

Xia Leyang struggled in Shang Tingzhi's arms for a while, but couldn't break free, so he could only give up resistance and let Shang Tingzhi hold him.

At this time Xia Leyang suddenly realized something, why Shang Tingzhi is always taking advantage of him?

Unfamiliar uncles and aunts are still courteous, how come this Shang Tingzhi doesn't know how to reciprocate kindness?

The obsession with whistling came to Xia Leyang's mind again, and while Shang Tingzhi was hugging him to reduce the fever, he silently pondered a bad idea in his heart.

For Shang Tingzhi, Xia Leyang was indeed a panacea, he just held Xia Leyang and slept for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, his head was no longer burning, his body was no longer sore, and he became a spirited young man again.

In the evening, the two rearranged the study room and thought of some ways to fix the bookcase.

At this time, Xia Leyang had no choice but to choose to believe that some things were just so evil.

He figured out a rule, first of all, he and Shang Tingzhi can't live outside, otherwise it will bring disaster to others, and second, he can't leave Shang Tingzhi's side, otherwise Shang Tingzhi will have problems.

"What's the matter?" Xia Leyang said to Shang Tingzhi speechlessly while tidying up the bookcase, "I'm a good young man in the new era, and you led me into a superstitious ditch like this."

"It's not necessarily a bad thing." Shang Tingzhi looked at the book in his hand and said calmly, "Your ideological awareness has improved."

Xia Leyang rolled his eyes, he didn't want to have this realization at all, but he didn't dare to confront his father.

When it was night, Xia Leyang consciously got into Shang Tingzhi's bed after washing, but he just shrank on the edge of the bed, refusing to move to the middle.

Lying on the bed, Shang Tingzhi pulled the quilt, and said to Xia Leyang, "Come and sleep."

Xia Leyang didn't go over, he turned over, faced Shang Tingzhi, rolled his eyes and said, "Do you want to hug me?"

Shang Tingzhi was not hypocritical: "Yes."

"Then I let you hug me, how can you repay me?" Xia Leyang asked.

"?"

Seeing that Shang Tingzhi didn't respond, Xia Leyang said bluntly, "I want to suck."

Hearing these three words again after a day, Shang Tingzhi really had a headache, he stood up suddenly, frowned and asked: "You really are endless, right?"

"That's right." Xia Leyang pouted, "You always take advantage of me..."

Before Xia Leyang finished speaking, a shadow suddenly enveloped him.

In the next second, he felt a chill in his lower body, and looked down, it turned out to be Shang Tingzhi's hand...

"It's not the hand, I mean the mouth?" Xia Leyang didn't expect Shang Tingzhi to make a move directly, and subconsciously grabbed Shang Tingzhi's arm in a panic.

"Aren't they all the same?" Shang Tingzhi held down Xia Leyang who was struggling constantly, "Is it okay to make you comfortable?"

"Grass, be gentle..." Xia Leyang was so painful that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, "You hurt me, I don't want it anymore, get out of here!"

Shang Tingzhi's movements paused, but Xia Leyang himself said no, he can stop now.

However, he glanced at Xia Leyang who was crying and looking at him, and for some reason his brain twitched, just wanting to bully him, so...

Speed ​​up the movement of the hands.