Shen Shangshu of Hundred Treasures and Demon Story

Seeing his cute reaction, Fang Hong also laughed, and suddenly felt stupid for being entangled in these things.

Why should he care what a crane thinks and does?Even people may not be able to grow old together, let alone people and cranes.

And he has always lived alone, and lived well, so it doesn't matter whether Xiao Jiu stays or not.

So he said softly, "But I don't need it."

Xiao Jiu's smile froze on his face. Fang Hong was a very gentle person. He had never seen him lose his temper, but sometimes Fang Hong's behavior was unpredictable.

At least based on his knowledge of humans, normal people don't laugh at times like this.

Fang Hong put the scarf away on the tea table, and thanked him with a smile. Xiao Jiu didn't know how to respond, so she hurriedly shook her hand and lowered her head.

Looking at his actions, Fang Hong really wanted to say that he didn't need any repayment, as long as this person stayed by his side, it would be fine.

But what came out of my mouth was—"Are you blaming me for not letting you go to school?"

"Ah? No..."

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you go, I just said that it will be a while, but since you have decided, then so be it, there is no permanent seat in the world, it's fine to leave."

Xiao Jiu raised her head abruptly, and asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to keep me?"

Fang Hong looked at him silently, Xiao Jiu was a little embarrassing, it was always played like that on TV, he thought Fang Hong would keep him, at least he would show reluctance.

But apart from a smile, he couldn't see other expressions on the other person's face.

He had no choice but to add by himself: "If... If you keep me, I will reluctantly stay."

"Then how long will you stay?"

"how long?"

"You don't even know, do you?"

"No, but...in fact..."

"Xiao Jiu!"

Fang Hong's voice changed, and his voice suddenly became cold and severe. Xiao Jiu froze and stared at him blankly.

Fang Hong took off his glasses and threw them aside, approached him, and said softly, "I tell you, I don't like the story of the crane repaying the favor at all, it's just a stupid crane thinking it's right."

Xiao Jiu was overwhelmed by the oppressive momentum, and retreated involuntarily.

Fang Hong followed suit and said, "The farmer didn't expect anything in return when he rescued the crane. He didn't even remember it. It was the crane who came to the door, stayed there, and repayed the favor until it thought it was done and then left. It was in control all along, and all the farmer could do was accept.

Xianhe repays his kindness, puts his mind to rest, and thinks he has done a great deed, but never thinks about what the farmer thinks, if he can choose, whether he needs such a kind of repayment! "

"Then, Brother Fang Hong, you don't need to..."

"Yes, I don't need it, just like this scarf, good ones may not be necessary."

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"Don't say I'm sorry, Xiao Jiu, I've had a great time during this time, what I want to tell you is - you left today, don't come into this house again in the future."

"You don't need to be so forthright, do you?"

Fang Hong was so close that Xiao Jiu could almost feel the heavy air pressure around him.

Fang Hong must be very angry now, but the bad thing is that he doesn't know what Fang Hong is angry about.

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly thought of a possibility, and hurriedly said, "Even if the banquet is over, we can still get together again, right? Brother Fang Hong, I'll come and see you later, okay?

Don't worry, I won't come into this house, we're going to make a date... a date... a date..."

Fang Hong was amused. Xiao Jiu's strength is that he can never grasp the key points. This may be the difference in thinking between animals and humans.

He stretched out his hand to touch his hair, Xiao Jiu shrank in the corner of the sofa like a small animal, let him caress obediently, saw him smile, asked in a low voice: "Are you not angry anymore?"

"Xiao Jiu, you should be glad that you are not human."

"What would happen to a human?"

Fang Hong smiled and said nothing, continued to stroke his soft hair, his eyes swept across his body, and finally fell on his lips.

Because of fear, Xiao Jiu bit her lips very red, and was suppressed by him, pitifully full of temptation.

Fang Hong wanted to violate him very much, but thinking that it would not change anything, his enthusiasm was immediately extinguished.

He took the glasses and put them back on, took his hand and pulled him up from the sofa, leading him to the door.

"Xiao Jiu, goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and pushed him out without waiting for Xiao Jiu to respond.

"Brother Fang Hong! Brother Fang Hong!"

The door of the room was closed, and Xiao Jiu called him loudly outside, but he pretended not to hear him, turned around and went to the kitchen, threw all the snacks and snacks he bought into the trash can, and took his pajamas to the bathroom to take a shower.

The sound of water rushing down, the water hitting his body, but it couldn't wash away the anger lingering in his heart, Fang Hong raised his head and let the water splash on his face, so that he could calm down.

He didn't know why he was so angry, because no one or animal could control his feelings before, and no matter what he did, he was straightforward and happy.

For things he doesn't like, he always gets rid of them directly, and he has never felt so aggrieved like this time.

So, it's all the fault of that idiot red-crowned crane!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Fang Hong slammed his fist on the wall. Apart from the sound of running water in the small space, there was also the sound of his own heavy breathing.

If he had a knife now, he would cut off Xiaohe's wings, and listen to his pitiful pleading under him, it must be very exciting.

His heartbeat started to speed up, and Fang Hong remembered the scene where Xiao Jiu seduced him not long ago.

The water droplets bounced off the white carcass, the tendons were flexible, full of vitality, and his fiery body...

Imagining the pleasure of entering that body, Fang Hong's lower body became hard, and he couldn't help moaning, leaning against the wall, grabbing his penis and stroking it wildly.

There was a lingering breath in the mist, it was Xiaojiu bewitching him, she was pure and lustful, just thinking about it, he had the desire to ejaculate.

Fang Hong panted loudly, and masturbated faster. Not long after, the big wave of semen ejaculated and flowed into the sewer with the water.

He leaned against the wall and watched indifferently, the excitement of ejaculation slowly subsided, he gradually calmed down, and regretted letting Xiaojiu leave.

"What would happen to a human being?" 』

When Xiao Jiu asked him this way just now, he actually wanted to tell the truth—if it was a human being, there would probably be an extra corpse in the house.

That's not because he was annoyed at the other party's departure, but because he won't let go of what he likes, whether it's alive or not.

He never liked to wrong himself, this was the first time he had to hold back his unhappiness, because he couldn't do anything to Xiao Jiu.

Who made Xiao Jiu a small animal, he has no resistance to small animals, even if he is angry again, he is not willing to vent it.

In the final analysis, the idea of ​​cutting Xiaohe's wings with a knife was just an imaginary of his anger.

Fang Hong rinsed his body, turned off the water valve, wiped the water from his face, and was about to get a bath towel when he heard the sound of rain outside.

There are a lot of thunderstorms this season, and it will probably stop soon.

He put on a bath towel and went out. It was completely dark outside, only the sound of raindrops hitting the window. He turned on the light and thought about what to eat at night.

There was one less person, and the dinner became very improvised. Fang Hong cooked the noodles, but he lost his appetite after cooking, and sat there with a bowl in his hand, lost in thought.

It was Xiaojiu's special bowl, and I always saw him using it fondly, but I don't know why he forgot to bring it when he left.

The sand bowl has a good texture, and it feels heavy in the hand, just like Fang Hong's current state of mind.

As he was eating, he couldn't help but think that if Xiao Jiu was there, the dinner table would not be quiet, he would have a lot to talk about, at least he would turn on the TV to see what news was on it.

In his words, it means that the more you learn, the better you can understand human society.

But what if we understand human society?He does not belong to this world, and he will have to leave sooner or later.

When Fang Hong came back to his senses, he was suddenly disturbed. He threw away the chopsticks as if venting his anger. He immediately realized that there was no point in doing so, so he got up and picked up the chopsticks again, and turned on the TV by the way.

There is no news recently, and they are all repeating previous incident reports, such as the discovery of bones in the mountains, etc. Fang Hong watched indifferently for a while, and turned off the TV.

He wasn't worried that Xiao Jiu would encounter the same danger. Compared to this, he was more concerned about those two ghosts.

In addition to regretting letting Xiao Jiu go, I was more worried about him encountering evil spirits.

If Xiaojiu is captured by the evil spirit again, will there be a chance to escape again?

But... why should he worry about this kind of thing, it was Xiaojiu who said to leave!

The sound of the rain outside became louder, and the noise aggravated Fang Hong's sense of irritability. He was a little at a loss, not knowing what happened to him today, why he was always thinking about someone who left him.

Not in the mood to eat, Fang Hong packed up the bowls and chopsticks and threw them into the sink, and was about to go back to the bedroom. When he passed the living room, he suddenly saw a piece of paper on the floor at the door.

The white paper looked a bit conspicuous, Fang Hong walked over to pick it up curiously, and there were two words written squarely in red liquid on the paper——thank you.

The handwriting is beautiful and straight, Fang Hong didn't realize it for a while, turned over the paper, and the other side of the paper was a small advertisement, which is the kind of thing that is often stuffed into the mailbox.

He immediately understood that this was written to him by Xiao Jiu, and after writing it, he slipped it in through the crack of the door.

The question is where did he get the ink?

Fang Hong turned the paper over and looked at it carefully, and soon frowned, put the paper under his nose and sniffed, this time he was sure, it was not red ink, it was blood!

That idiot red-crowned crane wrote a letter of thanks in blood!