The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

It just rained.

The streets were dark, and the neon lights gradually lit up.

The red lights on the street signs are reflected in the small puddles formed by the rainwater.

The scantily clad women stretched out their hands from the dark corridor, soliciting one or two customers, laughing and indenting into the small room, drinking and chatting together, and occasionally singing.

The routine of this street is the same, the houses built with red tiles, the sound insulation is not good, before twelve o'clock, all kinds of noisy singing have already occupied this street.

Of course, there are some other, ambiguous voices among them.

The sticky cries of the boy were very abrupt in the singing of the elders, but they were very harmonious in this street.

The women laughed, and the men teased and said a few words.

The street that had just rained was wet again, there was wind, raindrops drifted into the houses, and some people got up to close the windows.

This street is lit up at midnight.

"It's cold outside, you go and close the window." Su Nanzhi willfully ordered the people next to him to close the window.

The door of the room is the bed, covered with a thin cotton quilt, and there is a tiny folding table next to it, on which there are peanuts and a stack of pig ears in a mess, and two cans of unopened beer are poured under the corner of the table. It is a men's black briefcase.

Su Nanzhi was afraid of the cold and didn't want to get up, so she stuffed little jiojio under the quilt.

He kicked the man with his foot, and the man got up to close the window.

When closing the window, he shook his head, but he was still a little confused.

On the surface, he is an ordinary office worker, but behind his back, he is a detective. When passing by, his colleagues chatted with him about this street.

The colleague's eyes seemed to be cramped, showing a little teasing color, and said, "You don't know, do you? This street is the one..."

Because of his weird expression and the twitching of his eyelids, the man pursed his lips, and when he saw a scantily clad person, he pulled a passerby in.

The man's pupils sank: "The ogre incident happened here a few days ago, right?"

When this matter was brought up, the mood in the colleague's heart disappeared instantly, and it couldn't be more forceful.

The colleague said: "Aren't you a bit boring? You don't say that I plan to go in and have some drinks! I heard that there is a fresh one here, and it looks very pretty."

The man is not interested in this: "The case has happened many times. And every time it is very cruel."

Colleague: "Uh...don't talk about it, I have to eat later. Hey, Bao Buqi is a sexy ghost who specializes in seducing people's souls. Otherwise, why is everyone who dies smiling? Maybe it's a beautiful death of."

The man felt that what his colleague said made sense, so...

So here he is.

He didn't drink much, and met Su Nanzhi who was also inexperienced.

man:"……"

Su Nanzhi wanted to cry or not: "Brother, do you want to drink? A big cup."

The man was silent for a while, it was raining outside, and the single room looked very warm.

When the man was hesitating, Su Nanzhi was afraid that he would run away, so he quickly added: "It's very cheap, I'll only charge you an extra fifty cents for the beer, okay?"

Looking at those wet and moist eyes, the man's words of rejection stuck in his throat, and he finally nodded.

·

Su Nanzhi entered the game as an NPC. This time, he came with a purpose, and the quest line was extremely simple - all he needed was to act as a character.

Besides the game, since it was destroyed by Gu Lai before, the game has entered a self-healing process.

Su Nanzhi kindly invited to enter the game, and heard the system say: "The host~~~ The game has given you a generous gift this time~~~~ With your ability, you will definitely get the highest reward!!!"

As soon as Su Nanzhi saw the reward, she couldn't move her legs.

Now he is going to marry a "wife", but he is so poor.

After thinking about it, he accepted the proposal and entered the copy.

then--

Su Nanzhi cried: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

According to the systematic approach, Su Nanzhi stood at the door and finally attracted a guest.

The guest was indifferent and not talkative, and carried a thick briefcase.

After entering, the two fell into silence.

The sound of raindrops became louder, and the man closed the window. For a moment, the room was warmer than ever due to the dense water vapor.

The voices in Red Light Street gradually grew louder.

In the patter, mixed with the hoarse tone of the middle-aged chasing dreams.

The man's long legs couldn't be put down, and the small folding table was pushed aside. The man was embarrassed: "The table is too small."

Su Nanzhi simply cleared the table and asked him if he wanted a beer.

The man refused, Su Nanzhi had never had beer before, and she wanted to open a can to drink, but just as Mimi reached out to take it, she was stopped.

"Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol."

Su Nanzhi cried and said, "I'm in my twenties, not a minor anymore."

Su Nanzhi went to get the wine, but the man didn't stop him.

Su Nanzhi clumsily picked at the ring of the soda can, touched it greasy twice, but couldn't pull it open.

The man was about to cry seeing him screwing himself up.

The cat's eyes were full of water mist, and the eyelashes drooped densely. Under the ambiguous and dim light, from the end of his eyes to the tip of his nose, he swept away like a moon brush, leaving a ball of velvety red.

The lips seemed to be coated with a layer of grease, bright and translucent, and the color was like a small cherry.

I have to admit that he has a fatal temptation for men.

Innocent and innocent, without any fortifications, full of temptation.

Under such a beautiful skin, perhaps the blood of the ogre is hidden.

He is like an anglerfish, seducing others with his beautiful appearance, waiting for someone to bite the bait.

After the man thought about it, he saw Su Nanzhi's translucent tears falling down. He raised his wet face, pressed his throat, and cried stickily: "Pull...I can't pull it away."

"Give it to me." The man sighed as if accepting his fate, took the can and easily opened it.

The snow-white foam mixed with the light-changing liquid splashed out with a "puchi".

Su Nanzhi had no way to hide from the man and was hit.

The liquid was wet on the chest, and Sunan Zhi's clothes were light-thin, once the water got wet, the cloth stuck to her body, showing some color faintly.

What was even worse was the beer white foam, which poured directly on his face. After touching his cheeks coldly, it immediately went down, from the collarbone, and slid into his clothes.

By the time Su Nanzhi realized it, it was already too late, and she was wet from the beginning to the end.

"Oh, it's all wet." Su Nanzhi knelt on the bed, her back stood up, her slender waist curved smoothly.

The room is small, the wardrobe and the bed are basically connected together, Su Nanzhi straightened her waist and turned a piece of clothes for herself.

But he underestimated the danger of this place, and the clothes he could find were basically impossible to look straight at.

After finding the clothes outlined by two red lines, Su Nanzhi finally gave up and took out the most normal school uniform inside.

It is said that it is a school uniform, but the designer's intentions are very sinister.

Let's not say that this is a sailor suit, let's talk about the length.

The clothes were almost half shorter than ordinary sailor suits, and the upper body was cut very short, with a high fork on the side.

Su Nanzhi changed in front of the man.

My stomach is not used to it because of the coldness.

"Don't you need to change your clothes? I don't have any pants that suit you here." Su Nanzhi said.

The man's voice didn't know why, but it was a bit hoarse: "No, that's it."

Su Nanzhi glanced at the middle of the man's trousers, pointed to the briefcase beside him and asked, "Are you a teacher?"

The man nodded, and brought the bag over. There was a history book inside: "It's sort of."

When Su Nanzhi heard that he was a teacher, she became excited and couldn't help grabbing the other's hand.

"Then can you teach me history? I haven't been to school. I've always wanted to."

The man froze for a moment, and opened the brand new history book.

He read the text with Su Nanzhi in a hoarse voice.

When he turned around, Su Nanzhi had already fallen asleep lying on his lap.

Probably because his stomach was cold, he grabbed the man's hot hand and pressed it to his stomach.

The man shifted his gaze and just kept watching.

What the book talks about, the man himself does not know.

Although he is not a good teacher, but it seems that this man in sailor suit is not a good student either.

Out of punishment, the man rubbed his lips with his fingers.

The force was still soft at first, but gradually changed the taste, the strength in the hand gradually became stronger, the fleshy lips were crushed, and the color gradually became clear and rosy, like a thoroughly ripe cherry-peach-meat.

Every bite is sweet.

The color of the man's pupils gradually darkened, and along the crack of his lips, he touched the soft...

As if being scalded, the man's entire bones were crisp.

However, Su Nanzhi didn't realize it at all, as if he was having a sweet dream, he unconsciously bit the man's finger and said "It smells so good".

The color in the man's pupils became darker. He lowered his head and tilted his body slightly.

The history book in his hand was tilted and fell to the side.

And the man's kiss gently landed on Su Nanzhi's head.

·

a few days later.

"Hiss, dead again?"

"The cordon has been raised over there. I heard that someone died again, and the death was very tragic."

"I heard that something was eaten... an ogre in the city!"

It was raining again in the street.

The cordon was pulled for a few days and then withdrawn.

The street market reopened, more arrogant than before, as if to make up for the previously closed part.

The man came that evening.

In the same place, with a narrow door open, Su Nanzhi was wearing gray ear muffs, and a small one was huddled by the door. He was holding a soda bottle in his hand, and he had already filled half of it.

In the wet and watery glass bottle, a slender, five-petaled white flower swayed obliquely, and a layer of water mist was formed on the rock wall by his warm hands.

Seeing the man, Su Nanzhi laughed and handed the glass bottle to the man.

"For you." Su Nanzhi said.

The rain outside was getting louder.

The man's black umbrella blocked the entrance, and outsiders couldn't get in, and he knew that there would be no reception today.

So he detoured away.

Man, take the glass soda bottle.

For the first time, an intriguing smile appeared on his stern face.

The rainwater from the eaves fell from the black umbrella and poured into the water channel in front of the house. Occasionally, a few thumb-sized fishes swam by and curled up in the water.

The man lowered his head, and the rain poured down on his black shirt.

He overturned his body and kissed Su Nanzhi's lips.

"you like me."

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