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Not long after this idea came up, Qiao Que was in a daze again, only to feel his body fall, and the back of his head hit a hard object suddenly.

This knock made him dizzy for no reason, and he bounced up with a groan, and raised his hand to touch the back of his head, with a dazed expression on his face.

He realized something was wrong after a while, and at some point, outside the pink skirt on his body, he was covered with a bright red wedding dress.

At this moment, he was sitting on a large carved mahogany bed, with golden-red curtains hanging at the head and end of the bed, layer upon layer, almost burning people's eyes.

Grab it with your hands, and the warm red silk satin quilt is embroidered with dragon, phoenix and auspicious patterns.

Qiao Que: ...

He looked at the tall man who was standing by the bed, with his hands behind his back, also wearing an ancient costume, and was speechless: This peach demon, did you spend your money this time?

Can there be something new in the end!Know my sexuality and start abusing!

Wang Dazhuang is Wang Dazhuang!Wearing ancient costumes has nothing to do with charm and madness!

It's true that when we gay meet a guy, we can be hard... Fuck!

The man in the auspicious suit turned his head, with a face exactly like Jiang Luchi's.

Qiao Que froze in place.

The man also had that alienated and indifferent look, with his long black hair tied up high behind his head, and his red clothes stretching across the floor, it actually set off his unspeakable coquettish charm.

He smiled slightly, bent down, moved closer to Qiao Que who was sitting on the marriage bed, and breathed deeply into his ear.

Qiao Que was surprised at first, and then came back to his senses, with a monstrous anger in his heart, he blushed so much that his neck was thick, and he didn't even know how to be afraid. face to seduce me? !You bitch, wait for me, I'll tear you bald right now!

But he managed to utter a few words, and immediately found out in horror that his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton wool, and he couldn't make any sound.

He angrily stretched out his hand to push away the man who was getting closer and closer in front of him, but he tried his best, as if he had been immobilized by someone, and he couldn't move an inch.

No... This is completely different from the previous obsession technique!

Qiao Que gritted his teeth, struggled desperately, and remained motionless.

He felt the man's hand in front of him fall on his body, starting from the neck, and gently stroking downward.

That hand was indescribably soft, the strength was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes provocative, and sometimes gentle and lingering, like the lingering lingering between lovers.

Qiao Que was dumbfounded, eyes wide open, "Jiang Luchi" in front of him looked calm, lovingly and slowly pushed the wig in front of him back, and a hand slid back and forth suggestively behind his back.

fuck...

Qiao Que was about to go mad with nausea, the man in front of him stared straight into Qiao Que's eyes with Jiang Luchi's face, slipped his hands into his collar, and began to take off his wedding clothes.

Qiao Que's hair was blown into a pine cone, and he turned his head, panicked: What should I do, what should I do...

He tried to mobilize all his spiritual power, trying to break through this illusion, but the spiritual power gathered in his body always disappeared at the last moment, as if being scattered by something.

He was completely panicked, "Jiang Luchi" looked deeply at his face, his slightly cool lips fell on the side of his neck, pressing him down, his fingers skillfully penetrated into the innermost part of his clothes , kneading Qiao Que's skin provocatively.

Qiao Que's head exploded into a ball with a "buzz".

He was really scared.

His thoughts were blocked, he opened his mouth, and hummed indiscriminately, he couldn't swear, he couldn't move, and there was something indescribable to him...

He even felt as if he was deprived of oxygen and began to feel groggy.

Brother Chi...

"Now, I want to mark my mark in the depths of your sea of ​​consciousness. In this way, if you lose your soul, I can find you at any time."

……

Brother Chi? !

Qiao Que suddenly grabbed the thread in his mind and suddenly woke up.

Yes... that's right!

How could I forget this!

Qiao Que's eyeballs rolled, and the spiritual power was no longer forcibly condensed, but twisted into a thin rope, plunging inward into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness!

The "Jiangluchi" covering him looked up, looked up at him coldly, lifted the hem of Qiao Que's skirt with one hand, and walked up his legs.

Qiao Que: ...?

What the hell!

Dude, you are enough, isn't it a bit too much to continue!

Will be harmonious I tell you!

And I really can't get up against you!Even slightly want to pee!

At that time, I will definitely tear you into the Mediterranean Sea!Even if you use the most handsome face in the world, it cannot be saved!

"Jiang Luchi" unbuttoned Qiao Que's shirt with one hand, and lowered his head to kiss his chest.

Qiao Que tightly closed her eyes again: ... I'm going to be kissed by a pig!

However, in the blink of an eye, there was only a "ding" sound, and a long red knife pierced through the air, piercing straight into "Jiang Luchi"'s shoulder.

The sound that fell on Qiao Que's ears was obviously no less than Tian Lai. He was so excited that tears filled his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the man who appeared in the middle of the wedding hall out of thin air.

Brother Chi!

Jiang Luchi, tall and tall, scanned the decorations in the room, then looked at the situation on the bed, and sneered: "It's up to you?"

With a thought in his mind, Qiao Que regained all his strength in an instant, like civilians who had been tormented by the war and finally waited until the People's Liberation Army, turned around and sang, using all four limbs to overturn the impostor, jumped up disheveled and lost his temper: " I bother!"

Jiang Luchi looked worried, stretched out his hand and said to him, "Come here."

Qiao Quezai stared carefully at the counterfeit that was slowly turning into smoke on the ground, without blinking, before looking up at Jiang Luchi after a while.

Jiang Luchi's expression turned cold: "What are you waiting for?"

Qiao Que nodded, and quickly ran to his side, frantically starting to arrange his clothes, wishing he could kneel down and swear to the sky to prove his innocence: "Brother Chi! I didn't do anything! Although he turned into you to seduce me! But he Even a ten-thousandth of your beauty cannot be copied! How could I be fooled! You must believe me!"

Dressed like a spoiled yellow flower girl, the role assumed is obviously a cheating scumbag.

It can be said that it is very conscious.

Jiang Luchi: ...

He raised his hand to put away the knife, his expression remained unchanged: "Are you injured?"

Qiao Que put the skirt back on, with the miserable makeup on his face, he shook his head: "No."

The dazzling golden red around it slowly faded away, like an old photo that had been exposed to the sun for a long time, faded, faded, and switched through several mirrors. When I looked at it again, it turned into a dilapidated house.

The bed that Qiao Que was sitting on just now was still there, but now it was covered with dust and cobwebs, making it look crumbling.