After marrying evil, I can't leave

Zhou Wu screamed, but soon he covered his mouth, disturbing the people!

He has always felt that this ghost is greedy for something, and he also vaguely knows what the other party wants to do.

But it was really like this, he felt a burst of fear, but in the end, he was bullied by the opponent's fingers, besides the pain, he also felt shame and embarrassment.

The world view has already collapsed and collapsed.

Feeling the pain, Zhou Wu pursed his lips and trembled. The water stains on his body were mixed with cold sweat from the pain. He wanted to wave his hand to hit him, but he couldn't turn around.

He seemed to be nailed to the wall, with a look of pain on his face, and he managed to hold back a few words.

"Bastard! It hurts! Let go..." Zhou Wu couldn't care about any neighbors anymore, and the volume became louder.

Bailiqi regained some sanity, paused and pulled his phalanx away, turning him to the front.

Before that, when Zhou Wu was pushed against the wall by the strong cold wind, he could clearly hear the muffled sound of the sharp clavicle colliding with the wall.

Zhou Wu's body was dripping wet, Bailiqi checked him over and over again, and found that Zhou Wu's front collarbone probably hit the wall, and one place was red and blue.

To be looked at so carefully by another person, anyone will feel doubly tormented, as if someone is observing your body with a magnifying glass.

The hairs on Zhou Wu's neck stood on end, and he couldn't help reaching out to block it.

But before he blocked it, he had already been seen carefully.

Bailiqi's eyes flickered, staring at the bruised place with an unclear expression.

Zhou Wu noticed that the other party seemed to have calmed down emotionally, and slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and reached out to rub the bruise with the five fingers covered.

Soon, Zhou Wu's own fingers replaced Zhou Wu's own fingers with his cold thumb, and he rubbed the bruise away with a little secret effort.

Zhou Wu was full of an outsider's breath, which had been diluted by the water a lot, but Bailiqi instinctively could still feel that he was full of the smell of a living man.

He asked again: "Who touched you?"

Zhou Wu's lips were pursed into a straight line, and there were some water beads in the corners of his eyes, which looked wet, as if he had just been messed up.

She looked as if she was a young daughter-in-law who was forcibly married. After Baili abandoned her wet bangs with her fingertips, she said, "What are you talking about? I'm going to see a doctor."

In addition to the tip of the collarbone, Zhou Wu also felt a dull pain in the lower part of the tailbone, and the injury to such a weak place, although it was only a dull pain, was more concerning than a bone hitting a wall.

But Zhou Wu, whose brain was still functioning, soon realized that Bailiqi changed his attitude and stopped his behavior when he was crying for pain.

Before he recalled a little bit, it seemed that there was such a thing.

Taking a sneak peek at Bailiqi, the other party looked very fierce, not to be trifled with, with a fierce aura, the corners of his cold handsome face were slightly parted, and his white canine teeth looked like fangs.

Squinting his eyes again, his face was extremely scarlet, and his face was still the kind of calm and majestic, Zhou Wu felt like a person who was going to hell to be judged by the king of Hades.

The goodwill and peace points accumulated in the past few days are not enough to offset this fear.

He is still afraid.

But he also realized that the other party's crazy actions stopped because he cried out for pain.

"See a doctor?" Bailiqi frowned.

Why was he sick again? He reached out to touch Zhou Wu's forehead, but he didn't have a high fever.

Zhou Wu felt the coolness on his forehead, blinked his eyes, and the tears in his eyes faded little by little, "The doctor said that there was a little yang deficiency, and then went to pull out the cupping pot for a massage. A male technician did it for me, and the female technician didn't know much. It's convenient, men and women can't kiss each other..."

Feeling extremely wronged, Zhou Wu's voice was sour.

"Don't you know about cupping jars? I'll search for you later..." Zhou Wu continued, adding in his heart that you can also search for it yourself.

Zhou Wu's soft voice reached Bailiqi's ears, as if smoothing his hair from head to bottom. In the ghost's perception, he could feel the breath of a stranger lingering all over his body, almost everywhere.

Of course, there is no privacy, otherwise it may not be just this level.

At this time, the best way is to cover the breath of other people.

The foam on Zhou Wu's body hadn't been washed off yet, but someone took over at this moment.

Bailiqi's hands were full of creamy foam, and when he was so close, he was also full of fragrant and warm flesh. In the past few minutes, his fingertips seemed to be stained with popularity and became warm.

It's not the first time that Bailiqi has been served in the bath. The hot water and Bailiqi's low-temperature skin make the touch feel like ice and fire. It's called a numb scalp and soft soles of the feet.

Still washing extremely carefully, Zhou Wu was terrified of washing, for fear that if he was not careful, just like just now, he didn't want to try that kind of pain again.

After taking this uncomfortable bath, which seemed to be melting away, Zhou Wu was hugged out by Baili Abandoned, steaming all over his body.

This posture is very strange, like a father hugging his son, with his arms directly supporting his waist and thighs.

This posture also made him feel extremely ashamed, and he quickly broke free and nestled into the sofa.

Zhou Wu has experienced being bathed before, although it is not something worthy of praise, but once acquainted, this time it is not so embarrassing...

But there was another thing that made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

It still hurts a little.

Tomorrow is the weekend, Zhou Wu has to stay at home all day, it is good to rest, but he has to spend a whole day with Bailiqi...

He began to worry about whether he would suddenly "offend" and poke the other party's unknown thread.

There seemed to be thorns on the sofa, and Zhou Wu moved around on the sofa.

When Bailiqi noticed, Zhou Wu moved his butt another position, and when he caught Bailiqi's moving eyes, he was startled and shrank back.

Zhou Wu wanted to be discovered, so he had to sit still and not move.

Bailiqi looked at him, saw... the butt from the top, paused for a while, then retracted his eyes.

Zhou Wu breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his body slightly.

The black energy around Bailiqi finally weakened. When Zhou Wu became only his breath, he was not so "irritated" and could talk and watch TV well.

Since he didn't mention it, Zhou Wu didn't want to mention it again, so he should be an ostrich with his head stuck in the sand.

Wanting to find something to divert, Zhou Wu took out his mobile phone, and saw Wu Yao and the others discussing going to the exhibition on the weekend.

Art exhibition?

If you can organize a team to see a newly opened exhibition, you don’t have to stay with ghosts.

Zhou Wu: [What exhibition, can I go or not. 】

Wu Yao sent a link.

Wu Yao: [A tomb was dug a few months ago, and the things in it were of very high grade, but the owner of the tomb is unknown. He is nameless, and there is no such person in history. 】

Ding Cheng: [All these things have been unearthed, and now they can be exhibited outside, and a new museum has been opened in the downtown museum. 】

Zhou Wu: [I'm going! 】

Wu Yao: [Okay, I'll check the ticket, whoever wants to go, raise your foot. 】

Hu Yu: [Sweaty feet. 】

Ding Cheng: [Hong Kong feet. 】

Zhou Wu: […]

Sister Wang: [Can it be done, I can smell it in front of the phone. 】

With an appointment tomorrow, Zhou Wu is at ease and can find an excuse to go out.

Zhou Wu, who had just settled down, was startled by the next knock on the door.

It is estimated that the knock on the door will become a shadow in Zhou Wu's life for a long time to come.

A gentle voice came from outside: "Hello, I am the neighbor next door. I just heard a cry from inside. Are you okay?"

Zhou Wu was thin-skinned, blushed all of a sudden, and quickly replied: "It's okay, I almost slipped and fell just now... disturbed your sleep?"

"Hehe, don't bother me. I'm still watching TV, that's fine. I've watched too much news recently, and I'm a little sensitive. They're all neighbors. If you need help in the future, please call."

Soon, the footsteps left slowly.

Zhou Wu buried his face in the pillow.

This is too embarrassing.

Then he remembered what he scolded, it didn't look like he fell down.

The neighbor's knock on the door broke the atmosphere in the house, it was no longer so tense, and there was a breath of life.

When Zhou Wu watched the second or two episodes of a certain family ethics revenge drama, he couldn't help but feel sleepy, and didn't want to endure the strange and embarrassing plots in the drama, so he couldn't help but ask: "Do you like...like watching this? "

Bailiqi looked over and pointed to the remote control that Zhou Wu pressed under his butt, leaving half of it outside.

Zhou Wu was embarrassed immediately, and pulled out the remote control and handed it to him.

Because of this, I let myself and this ghost watch two episodes of a bloody drama, but Zhou Wu felt that this ghost didn't seem to feel embarrassed...

When Bailiqi didn't pick it up, Zhou Wu's hand was suspended in the air, a little embarrassed.

The woman on the TV yelled, "Why are you doing this to me!"

The ghost's voice was very slow, and he said slowly: "You choose."

Zhou Wu: "Oh..."

Zhou Wu tuned the TV program, and always felt that this scene was a bit familiar.

He remembered, when he was a child sitting in front of that small TV with his parents, his mother would put the remote control in his father's hand.

I had that illusion when I was a kid.

Whoever controls the remote control controls the power of the home.

Zhou Wu flipped through the TV programs, and the TV channels were broadcasted on the screen in turn. He was thinking, what dramas does Bailiqi like, costume dramas?Idol?

But in the end, Zhou Wu finally stopped the show at the costume drama... Pleasant Goat Lazy Goat on the latter station!

This is Zhou Wu's revenge. You will read the hot-blooded anime last time, but this time the children's cartoon...

After revenge, he was still afraid, and turned his head to look at him cautiously.

Then, Zhou Wu was stunned.

The other party's dark eyes were actually staring at the TV screen, seeming very interested...

Zhou Wu: ...

The sound of a wolf came from the TV, and within 10 minutes, Zhou Wu had already started rubbing his eyes.

There was a burst of "ah, I will come back" in the quiet room, and Zhou Wu got up abruptly amidst the sound: "I... went to sleep."

As soon as he moved, he felt the people around him move too, and the long hair of the other party was still swaying in the air.

Step by step, a tall shadow followed behind Zhou Wu. When he got under the quilt, there was only one eye left to guard against the other party.

The bed here is not a double bed, but a 1.5-meter single bed, which can sleep two people.

But it is more difficult, especially two tall people, it will be very crowded, Zhou Wu curled up to one side.

When Bailiqi lay down, Zhou Wu felt that there were not enough beds, so he tried to shrink to the side and stay away from him.

But he didn't estimate the distance well. After he stepped back a little bit, there was nothing behind him, and he almost fell with an "ah".

A pair of cold hands caught him.

Zhou Wu also subconsciously clung to his neck, and the two of them almost stuck together.

Time froze for a second, Zhou Wu immediately let go, the arm around his waist strangled him, and brought him to the center of the bed.

The tip of Zhou Wu's nose almost touched that pale face.

The cold breath and the warm breath are entwined together, and the distance between the lips is very close.

The pale, thin and cool lips are in sharp contrast to the pink, warm and full lips.

Fortunately, the next moment Zhou Wu pushed him away, turned his back, his heart beat so fast that he almost fell into the other's dark eyes, feeling that if he didn't push him away, he would be eaten.

The air conditioner in the house is very powerful, and the sound of his operation can be heard, making Zhou Wu feel that this is reality.

A pair of hands stretched in from the gap in the quilt, and the back of Zhou Wu's hand touched the cold, and his fingertips collapsed.

He asked softly, "Why?"

"Holding hands," he said.

Zhou Wu's eyes widened slightly, this was a trick he had thought of last time to coax Baili Qi.

The cold big hand reached over, found Zhou Wu's hand under the quilt, pulled it out, and put it under the quilt.

Outside the quilt, the quilt was cold, but inside the quilt, it was warm.

The only thing that is connected is only one pair of hands.

Zhou Wu's fingers were stiff, and he was just catching lightly, but the other party wrapped him up.

He hid in the bed, looking at the pitch-black nothingness, he couldn't fall asleep, and then slowly narrowed his eyes, and then gradually fell asleep.

The young man slept under the quilt, breathing very evenly.

The faint light hit the part of his head exposed from the quilt, which looked fluffy.

Bailiqi, who was lying on the side, frowned, turned around, and stared at Zhou Wu's sleeping face.

He recalled the touch of his fingertips, soft and hot, as if something was sucking.

The cold fingertips reached under Zhou Wu's pillow, fumbled for the phone, slid it, and unlocked it.

Using the phone somewhat awkwardly, opened the search bar.

He remembered Zhou Wu's method of writing words very early, and it was not difficult.

After searching, he lifted the quilt, picked up the belt of Zhou Wu's pajama pants, and took him off completely, together with the one inside.

He bent down to observe, and after confirming that there was no injury, he put the pants on the other party again.

Then restore the original.

Zhou Wu, who even hid his eyes in the quilt, stared wide. When everything happened just now, he woke up from a light sleep.

He thought the other party was going to do something to him...

It ended up doing nothing.

He was so scared that he almost woke up when the other person touched his skin.

But he felt that it was safest to pretend that he didn't know anything at this time!

So... what did Bailiqi do just now?

And he also looked at his phone, couldn't he be searching for something weird again?

This matter did not come to an answer until Zhou Wu woke up in the morning.

He took out his mobile phone and secretly checked the history.

[What should I do if the back of 0 is injured? 】

【Anal / Fissure】

[0 screaming pain means that your skills are not in place, click here to teach you how to improve your skills. 】

Zhou Wu: ...

Was Bailiqi checking whether he was injured last night?

Zhou Wu's eyes couldn't help showing surprise. Does this ghost... care about this?

He actually only had a little pain, and he happened to have shower gel too.

Zhou Wu, who was hiding under the blanket, had a heartbeat so fast-

Wu Yao's booking information came, Zhou Wu got up and got dressed and went out. Before going out, Zhou Wu said to Bailiqi: "I'm going out."

Before closing the door, Zhou Wu saw the tall and tall Bailiqi sitting on a small double sofa.

For some reason, he felt that the back of the other party was extraordinarily lonely.

After walking out of the building, Zhou Wu restrained his thoughts and quickly got on the subway——Congratulations, there are still 18 stations away from the city center.

Fortunately, he found a place to sit, sat down and played with his mobile phone to kill time.

When he arrived against the cold wind, Ding Cheng, Huyu and Wu Yao were queuing up, beckoning him to hurry over.

"Isn't Miss Wang here?" Zhou Wu took a look.

"She went to the amusement park with her husband and children." Wu Yao said bitterly.

Zhou Wu smiled: "Are you envious?"

Wu Yao: "Wife and children are hot on the kang, who doesn't envy, don't you envy?"

Zhou Wu was suffocated, he couldn't answer this question, he didn't think about it at all.

After entering the queue, Zhou Wu lowered his head and stared at his toes, and slowly followed the queue.

He imagined that if he found a girlfriend, got married, and had children...

He still couldn't imagine it.

Especially when he thought about sleeping in the same bed with a girl and doing what he was supposed to do, he felt a little stuck.

"It's our time, don't be in a daze!" Wu Yao patted him from behind.

"Oh!" Zhou Wu hurriedly handed out his ticket.

Follow the flow of people and walk forward a little bit, and enter the new exhibition hall. These tourists are not necessarily coming for the new exhibition hall.

Zhou Wu and the others had all seen other exhibits, so they went straight to the new exhibition hall.

In the center of the exhibition hall, a yellowed ancient painting, two meters long, hangs high, attracting Zhou Wu's attention.

Zhou Wu was a little concerned about the painting, he approached slowly, and after seeing it clearly, he fixed himself on the spot.

There is a man riding a horse in the painting. Not far away, the people seeing him off are all dressed in official uniforms. One of them is a young man in plain clothes and robes, standing behind the crowd, shaking his hands.

Zhou Wu looked at the painting, and for some reason, he felt that the heart in his chest was about to pop out. There was an inexplicable feeling that made him tremble all over.

And the man who rode out on horseback was at least [-]% similar to the Bailiqi who faced him every day...

At this time, Ding Cheng came over from the data school, pushed his glasses, and Zhou Wu pointed to the painting and asked, "Is it the owner of the tomb in the painting?"

Ding Cheng said: "Not necessarily, it may be a painting collected by the owner of the tomb."

Yes, probably a collection painting.

Ding Cheng continued: "This looks like a picture of an expedition. Did you see all the officials? With this posture, the rider on horseback is also a general. In fact, there are two protagonists in this picture."

Zhou Wu was puzzled: "Two?"

Ding Cheng: "Did you see the man behind Baiguan? This kind of painting usually doesn't draw other irrelevant people. He didn't wear official uniform, and he was dressed so plainly. If he wasn't the protagonist, he wouldn't be in the painting. Maybe it was his family or close friends."

Zhou Wu suddenly stared at the boy in a daze, but because the painting was very old, he couldn't see it clearly.

The museum has a huge daily flow of people, especially on weekends, so it is generally not possible to stay for too long, and there is a time limit.

Zhou Wu looked at it for 10 minutes, and then looked at it briefly, swords, battle robes, ancient cars, funerary objects and so on.

There are not many things, which further verifies Wu Yao's statement that the paintings may only be the collection of the owner of the tomb.

Otherwise, how could a general be buried with such shabby objects.

He was still thinking in his heart, who is the owner of the tomb? Is the person in the painting really Bailiqi?

But soon, Zhou Wu was dragged by them to look at other exhibition halls. Although they had seen them all, they had to browse them again quickly, and they didn't leave the museum until they felt that they had paid back the ticket money.

Wu Yao pointed to the hot pot restaurant that Zhou Wu sent last time: "It's nearby, eat or not! Don't ask you, AA!"

Zhou Wu saw that it was indeed nearby, and it was a long way to come here once, or just eat it this time.

He nodded and said yes.

Ding Cheng took a look and was a little dissatisfied: "This one, the drinks are not good, let's go to another one."

Hu Yu touched his chin: "But I have eaten it, and it tastes good."

Zhou Wu thought for a while: "Can I bring my own drinks?"

Wu Yao looked for the detailed rules: "I didn't say you can't bring it."

Ding Cheng: "Well, let's buy wine first, I can't do without wine."

In the end, the four of them bought wine at a nearby liquor store, carried a bunch of wine on their backs, and headed for the hot pot restaurant in a mighty manner.

This hotpot restaurant is newly opened and very popular. We waited for a long time, until almost three o'clock in the afternoon, before they got a seat.

Hairy tripe, seasonal vegetables, large plate of beef and mutton, crab meat/stick, rice cake and crispy meat...

After a hot pot meal, the four of them were drenched in sweat. Hu Yu's sweat dripped down for free, and Ding Cheng wiped his glasses every now and then.

Wu Yao took a small video while eating and sent it to the group: [Macho Man Just Eats]

Sister Wang: [I think you are a fat pig eating slop, everything smells delicious]

The meal was very satisfying, and with the cold beer, Zhou Wu felt that the ice and fire were two heavens, and his whole person was sublimated.

Zhou Wu is okay, the fine sweat disappears after wiping off, Wu Yao also said that Zhou Wu is like the heroine of Mary Su, and it smells good when she sweats.

Zhou Wu didn't understand, so Wu Yao advised him to read the novel quickly, otherwise the word "village network" would stick to his head.

"What does the village network mean?" Zhou Wu, who was a little tongue-tied after drinking, asked.

Wu Yao: ...

"Don't talk about it, it's all in the wine, drink a wave."

Everyone toasted and clinked glasses, causing the beer in Zhou Wu's hand to splash out.

Zhou Wu refused: "I can't drink anymore, I can't drink well, and the wine quality is not good."

"Wherever you can, just come out and play, just have fun!"

In the end, Zhou Wu took Piao, was sandwiched by Hu Yu and Wu Yao, and left the hot pot restaurant.

Zhou Wu and Wu Yao were on the same road, so Wu Yao's next escort task was sent all the way to the gate of the community.

Along the way, Zhou Wu and Wu Yao babbled: "Let me tell you, there is a ghost in my house."

"He's more handsome than me."

"Have you ever tried a ghost press? I say it's a ghost."

"My mother's cousin has a daughter who wants to go on a blind date. Would you like to introduce it to you?"

Wu Yao finally answered: "Isn't that just your cousin? Isn't she pretty?"

Zhou Wu: "Looks good, I'll find a photo for you!"

After finding the photo, Wu Yao saw a tall, cool guy.

Wu Yao: ...

"Shut up for me."

Zhou Wu: "Hey, I don't want to shut up."

Wu Yao sighed: "Next time I will never take you to drink. I am afraid that you will be abducted by strange uncles and sisters on the way home like this halfway home! You are so talkative."

Zhou Wu was grinning, and when he saw the house number of his own community, he grinned and waved to Zhou Wu, and wandered home.

Seeing him entering the building, Wu Yao shook his head and turned to leave.

Zhou Wu couldn't find the key.

He felt dizzy before his eyes, especially after walking up to the sixth floor, his whole body was limp.

He groped in front of the door for a while, but couldn't find it. He was a little annoyed and his feet were still unsteady, so he knocked on the door: "Open the door, Baili, open the door!"

The sound was not small, and with a click, the door opened.

The empty-nest old man was abandoned for a hundred miles, and when he opened the door, he received a hot wife who smelled of alcohol.

He looked at Zhou Wu's big eyes that were wet from alcohol and blinked, then breathed out hot air, patted himself on the shoulder and said, "Baili, are you alone at home, are you lonely?"

Shall I buy you a cheap mobile phone...

But he didn't have a chance to say it.

Zhou Wu was soon engulfed by the coldness.

It took him a long time to gradually open his hazy almond eyes, and then he realized something. He slapped Bailiqi's shoulder weakly, and found a gap to say.