Escape from the Ghost

It was just time for dinner, and there were not many people in the restaurant. Several waiters took turns serving the dishes, standing aside and whispering, occasionally glancing at the two beautiful teenagers secretly.

Song Yi was very surprised when he heard Mu An's words, and asked, "Your brother?"

Mu An nodded, helped Song Yi pick up some food with chopsticks, and said, "Yes, he has yellow eyes just like you, so when I met him in the classroom, I couldn't help but take a second look."

Song Yi asked again: "Where is your brother now?"

Mu An looked away, smiled bitterly, and said, "My brother has his own ideals, and he went far away alone. He won't be back in a short time." He looked at Song Yi's specious expression After a while, he added, "Actually, that's fine too. Anyway, if he's not around, no one will watch over me. I can do whatever I want? I'm happy."

Mu An's face was undisturbed, but his eyes were full of loneliness, which a fool could see. Song Yi said, "Do you miss him?"

Mu An looked away as if avoiding, picked up his glass and took a sip of water, and said, "I'm used to being supervised by others, and it's been a long time since no one supervised me, so I feel quite uncomfortable."

Mu An's words made Song Yi suddenly think of his father Song Weizhong, and felt faintly sad.He instinctively resisted this topic, ate two mouthfuls unwillingly, and chatted about school affairs.

While the two were talking, Song Yi's cell phone vibrated suddenly. He took it out and saw that it was a message from Li Zhaoling, with only two words: "Where is it?"

Young Master Song suddenly felt that he was covered by dark clouds. If Li Zhaoling knew that he was eating with Mu An behind his back, he would probably rush over and hack the restaurant.Song Yi ate a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm sorry, I have an urgent matter and I have to leave early." He took out a few big bills from his wallet and put them on the table, and said apologetically, "Just treat it as if I Make an apology." Before Mu An could speak, he went straight out of the restaurant.

Mu An watched his back from a distance, his eyes became colder and colder, but there was a faint smile on his mouth.

Old decoration, gray-black dome, a thin figure is lying shivering on the dilapidated double bed with single plywood.Wang De's hunched body was holding his right arm tightly, and his hand at the cuff had already turned blue.He bit his pale lower lip, trying not to make any unnecessary noises, until the blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly there were a few footsteps outside the door, and the man was walking calmly towards him.

Wearing the simplest white shirt and jeans, Mu An still looks like a teenager.He was playing with the promotional leaflet he had just taken away from the restaurant in his hand, with a smile on his face, looking in a good mood.

He walked to the bed, looked at Wang De who was curled up and trembling on the bed, with a gentle and playful smile all over his face, and said politely: "How is it, is it not good to be hurt by Baipi?"

The cold sweat on Wang De's head fell on the pillow, and a large area was wet. The wrinkles on his face deepened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry... don't worry about it, sir."

The smile disappeared in an instant, replaced by Mu An's eyes as cold as a knife's edge.The leaflet fluttered to the ground. He grabbed Wang De's collar, lifted his chin and said, "Do you think you're still the high-ranking General Wang of the Song Family Army? Who's watching?"

All of Wang De's strength had been emptied by the injury to his right arm, and he was dragged by Mu An like a rag doll. He tried his best to maintain the last trace of dignity on his old face, and managed to force a smile, saying: "Hehe...you are really pitiful..."

When Mu An heard this, he let go of his hands numbly, and the bed board was hit by Wang De with a "plop".

He shouted: "I'm not pitiful, what's so pitiful about me? You people are pitiful, you dog-like things, you always like the spoiled people who are superior, you have to pester him and let him die! Let him die I am so happy! One day, I will make it so that none of you can get close to him, and no one can get close to him..."

Mu An grabbed Wang De's arm and tore off the sleeve with his bare hands. The wound on the whole arm was blue with thick black and purple blood.He laughed a few times, pressed Wang De's wound tightly with his hands, and a shrill scream passed by.

Black blood dripped down Wang De's arm and onto the gray bed sheet, dazzling and depressing.Where the scream fell, the voice began to become hoarse due to exhaustion.

Mu An pulled Wang De's hair, forced him to meet his eyes, and said through gritted teeth, "You guys asked for everything. What's the use of having so many rules and regulations? While doing disgusting things, you're thinking Guilt and anxiety. You said... But whoever can stay, who doesn't live for his own little desire?"

Wang De was lying on the bed, with the corners of his eyes slanted to one side, his neck was raised and his arms were covered, panting heavily and unable to speak.

Mu An let go of his hand, staring at the black blood on his palm, and said quietly: "Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily, I will help you, make you stronger, no one can be your stumbling block , let's... let's bring this world back together!"

Li Zhaoling stood at the door and entered the password. The combination lock beeped and the door opened automatically.

He raised his eyes and saw Song Yi wrapped in a large bathrobe, showing a pair of long white legs lying on the sofa, playing games with a notebook.The collar is just right to reveal a thin line of pectoral muscles, the eyebrows are slightly lowered, and the long eyelashes flicker on the big eyes.

This appearance is clearly the seduction of Chi Luoluo!

Li Zhaoling stood at the door with stiff legs and feet, not knowing whether to go in or not.

"It's done!"

Song Yi threw down the mouse and clenched his fists, making a victory move!Seeing Li Zhaoling, he immediately got up from the sofa and said, "What are you doing standing there? Come in!"

Li Zhaoling had a sullen face, his whole body muscles were tense, and he sat down slowly along a corner of the sofa. For some reason, he was suddenly afraid to look at Song Yi.

It turns out that feelings can scare wild beasts.

Li Zhaoling's face was slightly flushed, and he stammered, "This...the sun hasn't set yet? Just dress yourself up like this, and hang yourself on the sofa, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

"........."

Song Yi wanted to curse!

In order to welcome their first night of cohabitation, before Li Zhaoling went home, he took a shower, applied a facial mask, sprayed cologne, and deliberately blew on a style. There was also a lot of preparatory work.Take Li Zhaoling into the house and play a game, which is intended to exercise the joints of the hands and move the muscles and bones.

Unexpectedly, he played for more than two hours as soon as he played, and after the sentence "where", all the information disappeared.But Song Yi was still full of heart, and the preparations were not perfunctory at all.Now, from the time when the chrysanthemums were cold from the blood in his heart, it turned out that when this person entered the door, there was no surprise at all, and he still put on a stinky face like a piece of wood.

Song Yi wrapped the big bathrobe around his body, turned over vigorously, rolled directly onto Uncle Li's lap, rubbed his left cheek against Uncle Li's hard thigh, rubbed the rest of his cheek, and said, "Why are you so late? return?"

Li Zhaoling's face suddenly turned ugly. His knuckles were stiff and his body was stiff. He wanted to watch Song Yi all the time, but he felt inexplicably nervous at the thought of staying alone all night, so he smeared on the road. long time.

He came back along the road, and at the gate of the school, he ran into a teacher surnamed Zhang who was single and elderly in the group. When Teacher Zhang saw Li Zhaoling from a distance, he immediately stopped and chatted nonsense for a while.

Song Yi took a deep breath, smelled it, and said, "You smell like cheap perfume. You seem to be a mature woman between thirty and thirty-five years old. You don't look very good-looking."

Li Zhaoling was amused by his serious appearance, loosened his shoulders, and said, "This girl is gentle and elegant, virtuous and generous!"

Song Yi turned sideways, lay flat on Li Zhaoling's lap, looked straight into his eyes from bottom to top, and said, "Stop dragging me!"

"Well, well...it's a teacher of a teaching and research group."

Song Yi shook his head helplessly, it really was a piece of wood, with no emotion at all.

Seeing Li Zhaoling like this, he couldn't help but lament in his heart how will he survive the rest of his life?When will this fertile soil be fully reclaimed?He really had to think about whether to take this person to experience the wonderful world of flowers and stimulate his potential.

As he was walking, he raised his eyes and saw Li Zhaoling's handsome face completely covering the lamp above his head.

This is the rhythm of kissing——

The faces of the two got closer and closer, and the sound of each other's breathing was particularly obvious.

Song Yi suddenly felt uncomfortable with his nose twitching, and before he had time to take a breath to suppress the discomfort, "Ah..." He couldn't hold back, and sneezed loudly at Li Zhaoling.

Li Zhaoling's glasses were instantly covered with Song Yi's saliva, and he had completely calmed down after such a fuss, and changed into his usual cold appearance.He twitched the corners of his mouth very delicately, just thinking about something to wipe his face with, but...

"Ah...Ahh..."

Song Yi sneezed twice more, sat up quickly and snuffed his nose, and seeing Li Zhaoling's funny face covered in foggy glasses, he laughed unrulyly: "Hahahahahahahaha..."

"........."

Taking advantage of Li Zhaoling's madness, Song Yi pulled the hem of his pajamas, knelt up and straddled Li Zhaoling's lap, while laughing, took off his glasses to help him wipe.

Li Zhaoling saw that he was successful in pranks and jokes, so he was happy to let him play around.

Song Yi wiped it clean and tried it on himself, saying, "I was fascinated by the way you took off your glasses last time."

"Charmed..." Li Zhaoling stared in disbelief, and said, "Xia Houyong said that I look fierce, so he gave me this for fear of frightening the students."

Song Yi suppressed a smile, stroked Li Zhaoling's thick eyebrows and said, "Fierce? What position does he have to say about you? He is not afraid of frightening the masses even though he has a beard all over his face?"

Song Yi threw the glasses on the tea table, raised Li Zhaoling's face and said, "This is much more handsome, I like it."

Li Zhaoling never knew that expressing feelings could be so direct.He raised his head slightly, and saw Song Yi's yellow eyes shining brightly.There are also rosy lips, a clean and neat jaw, and a beautiful collarbone, all of which made his ears feel hot, so he swallowed saliva and said, "Did you catch a cold?"

The conscience of heaven and earth!It is definitely not the room that affects the temperature, but the big brother in front of you!

And before Li Zhaoling entered the room, in order to maintain the best fighting condition, he wrapped himself in a bathrobe that couldn't cover his legs, and being alone for so long, Chrysanthemum's cold heart became even colder.He took a deep breath, hit back with his mouth unceremoniously, and lowered his head to kiss her.

After a few times of experience, Li Zhaoling obviously went much smoother, his movements are calm and comfortable, and it turns out that actual combat is the most important thing.

The two were forgetting themselves when Li Zhaoling's phone rang suddenly, completely ruining the atmosphere.He opened it to see that it was Xia Houyong, and pressed it down. After a few seconds, he got desperate again.

Li Zhaoling patted Song Yi on the back to comfort him, and as soon as he answered the phone, he heard Xia Houyong yelling on the other end of the phone: "Did you press my phone at this hour? Tell me, what are you doing?"

"kiss."

"Damn it! Where's your shame?"

"Bye!"

"!!!"

Xia Houyong shouted at the top of his voice: "Didn't you agree to go to Zhao You to discuss cooperation tonight? What time is it?"

Li Zhaoling looked up at his watch, it was not yet eight o'clock, and said, "Isn't he on the night shift? And... you and I negotiated unilaterally." After a pause, he tentatively said, "If you're in such a hurry, why don't you go by yourself ?”

It was rare for him to ask a question, and Xia Houyong's voice trembled when he asked, "I... am I busy? Someone must sit in the bureau and watch Duan Qi. You go, he is there at nine o'clock in the evening A show, it’s the same bar as last time, don’t be inked, go early, come back early, set up early, come, be good... Kiss..."

Before Xia Houyong's madness was over, Li Zhaoling hung up the phone resolutely.He put away his phone expressionlessly, and said, "Don't run around tonight, I've been enchanted around this house, go to bed early, don't wait for me." After finishing speaking, he leaned over and kissed Song Yi's face, and put it on He picked up his clothes and went out.

Song Yi picked up the little red box on the coffee table, looked at the aromatherapy, essential oils, safety|tao and a small leather whip inside, and sighed heavily: Hey, heroes have no place to be brave, so let's play games obediently!

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I can't help but talk when I'm stewing~~~Yeah~~~~ What the hell is there to write?