resentment resuscitation

"Are you here again?" The sleepiness disappeared in an instant, Mai Dingdong's cheeks were flushed, and he turned his head and said bitterly: "Have you done your business? You keep talking about it every day."

He was gasping for breath, he couldn't breathe, and he grabbed the pillow and covered his head with all his might, sinking deeply into the mattress, "Don't call me, or you'll sleep outside."

The room was silent for a moment.

The wooden bed trembled a few times, and then the edge was empty, and it seemed that another person walked down.

Mai Dingdong lifted a corner of the pillow and looked out quietly, only to see that the other party stretched out his arms to put on his coat neatly, bringing a bitter breeze.

"Why are you going?" Mai Dingdong yelled a few words today because he had never blushed before, and he was stimulated by some reason today. Mai Dingdong softened his voice and asked with a guilty conscience.

The other party's long legs approached, with one knee propped on the bed, and then two fingers were placed on the back of Mai Dingdong's neck, and the hands were kneaded vigorously in circular motions, "You sleep for a while."

The shy and irritated man went limp in an instant, almost raising his neck for someone to pinch, he squinted his eyes and hummed vaguely.

After pinching a few times, the stiff muscles were about to be pinched, and the hand turned its palm again, and instead used the knuckles to move down the spine, pushing and pressing on both sides while moving, making the person drowsy, what did you say? what is it.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Mai Dingdong stuck his head out from under the pillow, turned his head sideways and lay on his stomach, and said sleepily, "I'll get busy tomorrow."

The muscles were pressed softly, leaning into the tailbone, and a slight electric current was raised, and he heard the other party say: "Do you know why all the bones suddenly crawled out of the ground?"

Mai Dingdong fell into a short sleep for a few seconds, then woke up suddenly, thought dully, and replied extremely slowly: "The number of arrows is fixed, and the number of gems taken away should also be fixed. Someone took more gems, and there were a lot of them."

"Yeah." The tiger's mouth opened, and he pressed his fingers on the waist, patiently pressing and kneading, "Those children can't do it."

"Child?" Mai Dingdong raised the corners of his mouth and squinted his eyes, "How old are you?"

The word "La" was dragged on for a long time, obviously teasing, but it sounded like a spoiled child in Zhong Mozhi's ears, so pretty that his heart trembled.He stopped moving for a moment, then moved down slowly for a long time, "It's all done by one person."

Mai Dingdong half-opened his eyelids, "So it was premeditated. Taking more gems, causing visions, I was scratched, and then took me to the mine, trying to sow discord."

Obviously, sowing dissension is tantamount to tacitly acquiescing that the two were originally together.

Zhong Mozhi was extremely happy, leaned over slightly, spread his palms and pressed down on the plump place that he was extremely obsessed with.

Maybe he was sleepy, maybe he was curious about the faint scent of bitter tea that Zhong Mozhi could suddenly discern, Mai Dingdong didn't bother to jump up and dodge it, but just used a nasal voice to warn in dissatisfaction.

Zhong Mozhi bit his cheek, "I'm going to get down to business and figure things out. Come back and let me kiss you, okay?"

As he spoke, he opened his slender fingers, grasped and kneaded it a few times.

Just as Mai Dingdong was about to get angry, his hand stopped moving.

Thinking of what the other party said just now, Mai Dingdong wanted to roll up the quilt into a ball, but he was sleepy and relaxed, so he just continued to lie on his stomach, turning his head away from the other party, "I can't even smell it , how do you find it."

"Just trust me."

Mai Dingdong was annoyed, "You learn to speak, and the optics will say such nonsense."

"Yeah." Looking at the arched blades, the waist line drawn by the clothes, and the semicircle inch by inch, Zhong Mo patted him persistently, stuffed the person into the quilt, and turned off the desk lamp, "Sleep meeting Son."

The homestay fell into darkness, and the last ray of bitter fragrance brushed the tip of his nose, and Mai Dingdong fell into a sleepy sleep.

Ye Luo returned to his roots, the water and soil here nourished him, lying here made him sleep inexplicably peacefully.

I don't know how long it took, and the night air gradually became humid.

The sound of thumping was indistinct, and it was hard to hear clearly through the door panel.Mai Dingdong breathed evenly, as if he was a child, and his grandmother was cooking in the noodles.

He smacked his lips and turned over, the air mixed with the salty smell of seawater hit his nostrils one after another.

dong dong——

Mai Dingdong opened his eyes suddenly, hugged a corner of the quilt, and held his breath reflexively.

The sound of slapping water is accompanied by a dull beating sound. The frequency is neither fast nor slow, but it makes people feel frightened in the dark night.

Every movement made the bed creak.

Mai Dingdong was as slow as a snail, and slowly got up, his skin seemed to be soaked in sea water, and his skin felt slightly cool.It was difficult to find the direction in the dark, so he carefully put on his slippers and walked forward against the wall.

Slowly opened the door, the moonlight poured in from the window of the hotel, and the whole wooden furniture was a little hazy under the white moonlight.

There was a constant thud, and the sound of dripping water came from the kitchen.

The warm light from the kitchen poured out from under the door panel, only five or six meters away, but Mai Dingdong seemed to have walked for a century. He slowly lay down on the ground and looked up from the bottom of the door panel.

Two pale feet hung in the air, sticking tightly to the door, only a decimeter away from the tip of Mai Dingdong's nose, and there was another pair of feet further inside.

Tick, boom, tick, boom.

Water droplets dripped from the toes and spread on the floor, and the salty smell of the sea was very strong.

The heart jumped to the throat, and the fear reached its peak in the next second——

A piece of Q bomb human skin was thrown on the ground, and a hole was dug out for both eyes, facing the crack of the door.

Even if he wasn't afraid of resentment, such a visual impact made Mai Dingdong's soul fly away. He suddenly got up and ran back, but he didn't bump into the furniture.

The sound of water droplets continued, and the sound of thumping stopped abruptly.

The door was suddenly pulled open, and a tall figure stood against the light, holding a kitchen knife and holding a human skin arm with the other hand.

"Don't!" Mai Dingdong covered his mouth tightly.

The opponent threw his arm to the sink, raised his feet and approached.

Mai Dingdong kept backing away, Liushen was talking nonsense, and suddenly grabbed the ring and called out: "Zhong, Zhong Mozhi!"

"Who are you calling?"

With a snap, the light was switched on.

Mai Dingdong looked up in a daze, and saw Zhong Mozhi wearing an apron, the cuffs rolled up to his elbows, and the kitchen knife was still dripping water.

"What are you doing?"

"Do business." Zhong Mozhi put the things back, his tone brisk, "It's called Ranshan, right?"

"You found it?" Still in shock, Mai Dingdong stood up slowly with limp legs, a little surprised.

"Not quite. He lived here, not far from here."

"Now the house is idle, filled with vats filled with human skin."

Mai Dingdong looked at the kitchen door, and there was a piece of human skin hanging above it, which looked familiar.

He pinched his nose and approached, exclaimed, "It was the secretary of the village before! He even came here to ask for marriage."

"Seeking marriage?"

Mai Dingdong scratched his face and smiled dryly, unwilling to reveal that he used to be Taomu.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't care about mahogany or not.

"If it comes back, I will know." Zhong Mozhi untied his apron, squeezed some hand sanitizer to wash it carefully, and said as if he was taking credit: "Is this a serious matter?"

"Forget it." Mai Dingdong took a step back and changed his words after a while, "Still not counting?"

"Forget it." Zhong Mo waved his hand, and the sea water on the floor and in the air seemed to be boiling, and disappeared in an instant.

The surroundings became extremely dry. He stopped in front of Mai Dingdong, his breathing was disordered, and the tip of his nose rubbed heavily against the skin behind the other's ears, "I'm back from business, let me kiss."

"You have to be good-looking, otherwise these people seem to be anxious old men..."

There was a dead silence in the village, looking at the man's slightly messy hair.Mai Dingdong hesitated, pouted slightly awkwardly, and said vaguely, "Just a kiss."

He himself felt that it was against the law to make a move, his whole body was uncomfortable and his scalp was numb, and he couldn't take it back, so he could only bite the bullet and keep it still.

Who knew that the other party smiled, kissed heavily on the lips, and then held him in his arms, "It's not here."

"what?"

Thoughts drifted back to before going to bed, Mai Dingdong thought about it, and suddenly understood the meaning.Good guy, when you talk about kissing, it's not easy to touch the place.

Under the orange desk lamp, Mai Dingdong was lying on the edge of the bed, moving his fingers along the floor at the foot of the bed, trying to reach the piled pair of trousers.

As soon as your fingers touched the trouser legs, a magnetic voice sounded from the side, "Mai Mai."

"Come on, talk to you."

"Tell me." Mai Dingdong ignored him.

"Sit up and talk, okay?"

"Don't ask me anything." Mumbling, Mai Dingdong's butt was almost bald.

He was simply annoyed by Zhong Mo's insistence on asking him strange questions, but the other party defaulted that there was no need to ask him.

Zhong Mo lay on his back holding his feet, and directly grabbed Mai Dingdong's arm, letting him sit on his chest.

Extremely dangerous.

Mai Dingdong's face was flushed, and he hurried to pull his shirt to cover it, but was easily dispelled by a hand.

"Scratch your back." The cool hand touched the shoulder blade, and the wound there had long since disappeared.Zhong Mozhi said flatly, "It's not enough to die a hundred times."

"Maybe it has one hundred and one lives." Mai Dingdong smiled, trying hard to stand up with his thighs.

"Then die one hundred and one times." Zhong Mozhi grabbed Mai Dingdong's knee, bent his leg and slid down.

Mai Dingdong frowned, didn't understand the situation, thought it was because Zhong Mozhi didn't lie still, so he bowed his back and tried to stay away.

With slightly raised eyes, Zhong Mozhi smiled lightly, ignoring the other party shaking his head in horror, and pressed his arms down hard to let the other party sit down.

The next morning.

Mai Dingdong stared blankly at the ceiling, raised his hand, and looked at the pitch-black ring.

"What's the use of this?"

Zhong Mozhi sat on the edge of the bed, licked his lips, and said, "Let you use me, and let me find you."

"Do you know what to do next?"

It was a guiding tone again, obviously he was able to handle things with ease, but he wanted to guide Mai Dingdong to give the answer.

Mai Dingdong didn't bother to talk about him, so he exhaled, "Shi Wu's taste has changed, and it's a bit salty. It's a bit strange, we have to contact Lu Shiyan, and then go find him."

"No." Zhong Mozhi shook his head.