The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

After Su Nanzhi left, the lights started to flicker again.

"Squeak, squeak..."

The constantly flickering street lights engulfed the trash can and the surrounding scenery into darkness.

Suddenly, the plastic bag in the trash can moved violently.

A hand covered with various marks rolled out.

"Meow~"

A black cat emerged from the trash can.

It looked at the bloody hand with twisted joints, and leaned up to smell it.

moment--

"Touch—slap—"

Those hands grabbed the black cat in an instant, and the five fingers were gathered together with great strength.

The black cat struggled desperately, scratching in the air with its sharp claws.

Occasionally, a few times, the opponent's flesh was caught, but the opponent seemed to feel no pain, and the strength was getting stronger and stronger.

The black cat let out a piercing cry.

In the next second, its neck bone was broken abruptly.

Emerald's pupils dimmed instantly.

A family on the 4th floor seemed to hear a cat meowing, and opened the window to see it.

"Xiao Mi?"

In the dark, no one replied to her.

She poked her head out and looked down, but she didn't see Xiao Mi.

"I don't know where I went."

【Little cat——】

【It's too awful! ! ! 】

【WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooBut Mi can never go back. 】

A bloody ghost slowly crawled out of the trash can.

He twisted his body, knocked over the trash can, dragged half of his body, and disappeared into the dark corridor.

[Attention all players~ The first little surprise has been released~ I wish you all a pleasant evening. 】

·

Su Nanzhi, who knew nothing about it, was taken home by Mr. Butler.

Mr. Housekeeper seemed a little unhappy. He didn't eat dry pot shrimp at night, but he ate instant noodles with the taste of dry pot shrimp.

"Let's eat." The only two prawns were put into Su Nanzhi's bowl.

Su Nanzhi took a bite, her eyebrows frowned, and her whole face collapsed.

The sticky feeling in the mouth can never be forgotten.

It's not like instant noodles at all!

Su Nanzhi looked pitiful: "It's not delicious."

The butler was stunned for a moment: "If it's not tasty, don't eat it."

He put away the dishes and got up to wash them, still wearing an apron.

The whole person is thin and silent.

Like a banyan tree.

The sound of water gradually increased.

The housekeeper was washing the dishes. Sunanci looked at his back and asked, "Aren't you good at cooking?"

The butler paused.

Judging from the slanted curvature of his shoulders, Su Nanzhi actually guessed right.

He may not really be able to cook.

If you can't do it, you can't.

The days are still to pass.

The butler put the clean bowl on the drain rack, and slowly wiped his fingers: "Are you tired? You've been busy all day, the boss didn't scold you, did he?"

Only Su Nanzhi couldn't see the clumsy technique of changing the subject.

Su Nanzhi shook her head: "Actually, the boss is not bad."

The housekeeper's eyes sank: "It's fine if you think it's good."

Su Nanzhi opened her chatterbox and began to talk about what happened today.

Hearing something interesting, the butler will also laugh along with it.

The butler is a very good looking person.

Probably because she doesn't like to smile normally, she suddenly smiled, which made Su Nanzhi stunned.

Unlike the housekeeper's cold appearance, he smiled very gently.

Su Nanzhi said in a daze, "You look so familiar when you smile, but I can't remember who that person is, but I know that person must be very important to me."

The butler looked at him with a weird look, and a thin line formed on his thin lips.

"Don't think about it. After a day of exhaustion, your body must be stiff. I will massage it for you."

"Ah...oh, okay." Su Nanzhi was stunned.

The butler asked him to lie flat on the bed, and if Su Nanzhi didn't make things difficult for him, who wouldn't want to enjoy the blessings?

After all, he was a born young master.

He took off his coat and went to the bed to see a painting.

The eyelashes of the person in the painting are trembling slightly, and the black hair is scattered wantonly.

The pupils on his back are like a clear spring, in which the stars and fireflies are reflected, guarding his soul like twelve unicorns.

The plump, moist lips parted slightly, and the voice became viscous.

"Take it easy, I'm afraid of pain."

He stretched out his hand to make a gesture of "heart", measuring a little bit of him.

"It doesn't hurt even a little bit."

【? ? ? ? 】

[What am I looking at? 】

[God, what are you talking about, wife! ! ! 】

[Shasha! ! ! 】

[Crap, this perspective... ahhh, is this the boyfriend's (bedside) perspective? ?Oh my god, if I had a wife that I could wake up to and see every morning... I'd be worth dying for! ! ! 】

【Dedicate your heart to your wife! ! ! 】

The butler's figure gradually covered it.

From this angle, one of the butler's hands could cover his waist.

[Ah ah ah! ! !Why is my wife's waist so thin? ? ? 】

[I understand the truth, but why are the butler's hands so big? ? ? 】

[This angle is too suitable for the color! ! ! 】

[? ? ? ?What is the upstairs talking about? ? ? 】

[Wife Love Association said: No!No lasciviousness! ! ! 】

[Little friends must have the pressure of little friends, study hard! 】

【He loves his wife!How can it be called playing with colors? 】

My wife doesn't know if it hurts or not, but the butler's massage skills should not be very good.

But the good thing is that he controlled himself and didn't let himself be too strong.

As the butler remembered, the young master had Jingui's body, and when he gained a little strength, the one in front of him was crying.

He paused.

——It's very beautiful to cry.

the end.

He massaged Su Nanzhi carefully.

The jerky technique is no match for the gentle and delicate heart.

As long as you care enough, you can always be gentle.

Su Nanzhi was served comfortably.

Like a cat whose fur has been brushed down all over, it is purring softly at this moment.

He fell asleep comfortably.

Not at all.

next second.

The butler applied a white, greasy, sticky mass to his lips.

His eyes were so dark in color that he didn't see the coldness and silence before.

Just the look in his eyes, it seems that there are endless words, endless stories, and unbearable morbidity.

He stood at the head of Su Nanzhi's bed, staring at his beautiful face.

"Cream" stuck to Su Nanzhi's face, but the other party still didn't feel it, he was like "Snow White" who was completely asleep, sleeping very sweetly.

And, waiting for the prince to wake up...

The butler lowered his head and touched his soft lips with his fingers.

Then, the white stuff was stirred in from the slightly parted lips.

His pupils began to turn red, and a few bloodshot streaks appeared on the whites of his eyes.

He looked at Su Nanzhi greedily, and said in a low, seductive voice: "My dear young master, please swallow it up."

The butler's voice seemed magical.

The person who was clearly asleep listened to his words very much, stretched out his seductive tongue, and licked the corners of his mouth clean little by little.

After licking it clean, Su Nanzhi's cheeks radiated a faint light - you wouldn't notice it if you didn't pay attention.

He slept more soundly.

The housekeeper didn't go to bed.

He leaned against the foot of the bed like a large dog, his tall figure curled up, bit by bit swallowed by the darkness.

Also like an evil dragon, guarding his treasure.

[Hasty? ? ? ? 】

[Then the question is, what did my wife eat just now? ? 】

[This color... this texture... I honestly showed a wretched smile. 】

[Tsk tsk tsk, how can you feed your wife casually at night? ? ? 】

[Of course I feed my wife her favorite food. 】

[? ? ?what happened?Isn't this the Children's Growth Channel? 】

[Baa wrong, that is, the children's growth channel has grown up, and it is now a late-night file for adults. 】

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! ! ! 】

【Look at his humble and pious appearance, isn't it delicious? 】

[Come on, friends, hold up the words of support in your hands with me: Willfulness is the privilege of our wives! ! ! 】

[...It's crazy, doesn't anyone think something's wrong? 】

·

The night was getting darker.

There are gradually no people on the ring road.

The whole old neighborhood fell silent.

The small-leaf banyan that has grown for decades basically covers all the light here.

Waiting for the lights of the last house to go down.

The community was finally swallowed by the darkness hidden behind.

Occasionally, dying moths fly by, and the voice-activated lights in the corridors that have been in disrepair will suddenly turn on.

A moth hits a light bulb.

Amidst the sound of "sizzling" electricity, a black shadow "suddenly" flashed at the end of the corridor.

The lights went out again.

Moths hit, buzzing.

The next second, the light came on.

The moth is covered by a bloody handprint.

Blood ran down the walls.

Sticky, fishy.

The lights dimmed again.

first floor.

The second floor.

The lights came on on the third floor.

There was a gust of wind outside.

The old wiring vibrated.

The lamp holder hanging above made an overwhelmed sound.

"Squeak."

A drop of viscous liquid dripped down.

"Squeak."

Dragging the corpse draws a long line...

"whee."

He made a bloody handprint on a certain door like a villain.

Then lie down on the glass and look inside.

"Ding Dong, your takeaway has arrived."

"Ding dong..."

Who orders takeaway in the middle of the night!

Su Nanzhi turned around, covered her ears, and covered her with the quilt.

[Hiss... so scary! ! ! 】

[Mom, I don't dare to order takeaway in the middle of the night anymore! ! ! 】

[Wooooow, this is clearly sending ghosts to your door! ! ! 】

"Ding Dong!!!"

In the silent night, the noisy doorbell rang non-stop.

Su Nanzhi shrank her head under the quilt.

The quilt is not big.

Having been treated so roughly by him, he couldn't cover his ankles at the moment.

The louder and more urgent the voice outside, Su Nanzhi shrank her head inward and tighter.

A quilt was twisted into twists by him, and the snow-white ankles and delicate calves couldn't be covered.

The window at the head of the bed was not closed, and the wind was blowing in at this moment, making it surprisingly cold.

Su Nanzhi was not awakened by the noise, but was awakened by the cold wind.

The black suit said beside him: "Lovely host, the evil spirit is here."

Su Nanzhi was sleepy and stared, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand.

Haven't fully woken up yet.

He said: "Understood, I won't open the door stupidly! I'll close the window..."

Black suit: "Don't..."

Before the words finished, Su Nanzhi had already stretched out her hand to open the glass window.

All I saw was a bloody face stuck to the glass window, knocking on the glass with its hand, screaming as it knocked.

"Ding Dong, your takeaway has arrived..."

Su Nanzhi gasped, almost suffocating to death with the breath stuck in her throat.

"Don't... close the window..."

The last few words of the black suit were belatedly finished.

But Su Nanzhi also saw it, and quickly put a mosaic on the opponent in the black suit.

Then that grimace showed a wretched expression.

asked.

"Hey, friend, have you slept with BOSS?"

The author has something to say: Su Nanzhi:? ? ? ? ?

Black suit: ? ? ? ? ?

Ghost: It looks like it is well nourished, tsk, it is our hope.