The beauty of the fishing department is a god in the love variety show

There are many famous paintings hanging on the golden corridor, the beautiful lotus wall lamps are crystal clear and beautiful even in the daytime, the long and complicated golden red carpet swallows the sound of footsteps, making the whole castle quiet, as if No one exists.

Wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, Wushang casually walked towards Lord Dias's study with two glasses of red wine in his hand.

For the sake of him handing over the props, Song Anduo added a day's clues to him, so he didn't have to do anything today, and he just had time to arrange his plans.

As a succubus, he is very confident in his charm.Compared with emotional cuddling, he prefers to use direct and rough methods to make each other addicted.

"Please come in."

He stood at the door with a strong smile, and his charming red phoenix eyes were like rippling peach blossom spring water, staring straight at Dias sitting behind the large sandalwood square table.

That is the seduction of nakedness, and it is also the most difficult for people to refuse.

However, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he actually saw a trace of disappointment in Dias's deep green eyes.

But soon, he took that as an illusion.

"Master Dias, good day, would you like some red wine? I heard that the red wine in Fera Manor is very sweet and mellow. I thought it would be meaningless to taste it alone, so I will take the liberty of bothering you."

He put the red wine on the table, sat directly on the edge of the table lightly, looked down at Dias who was sitting there, lowered his chest slightly, revealing his delicate collarbone and smooth skin, and his full red lips twitched slightly , drawing a sloppy arc.

But Dias didn't even change his eyes. His face, which was colder than the sculpture on the table, made people look down.

Wushang raised his eyebrows, but it didn't matter, the more abstinent he was, the more fun he would have to conquer.

He didn't talk nonsense, he stretched out his hand, and slowly unbuttoned his buttons one by one, revealing his snow-white skin covered with black patterns.

The black branches, leaves and petals linger ambiguously on the smooth and masculine skin, making him look like a erinyes out of hell, both dangerous and charming.

But Wushang didn't even feel complacent for a minute, he felt annoyed because he saw disgust in Dias' eyes.

Damn, isn't this man bad?

Betting the last bit of his dignity, he stretched out his hand, intending to hook the man's neck, like a mermaid at the bottom of the sea, pulling the bewitched sailors into the bottom of the sea, sharing the fun.

With a crisp snap, Dias waved his hand mercilessly, pushed the chair away in disgust, and took a few steps back.

"Get out."

His voice was not excited, but it made Wushang's blood freeze instantly.

At that moment, he swore that he saw the bloodthirsty killing intent deep in Lord Dias's eyes, and he had no doubt that if he continued to do this, the other party would directly kill him.

Well, well, it seems that I am not Mr. Dias's dish.

Wushang curled his lips in boredom, directly picked up his clothes and put them on his shoulders, apologized in a mild manner, and slammed the door behind him.

Boring old man who doesn't know what fun is!

He was really curious about what kind of person would attract this boss.Maybe it's really incompetence, otherwise it's been three years, how come I'm still single now!

[God, it's so exciting, I'm almost out of tissues.It's worth watching this show, top succubus, if he treats me like this, I can't wait to kneel down and lick his feet every minute. 】

【Lord Wushang is indeed still so promiscuous, and he is not afraid of playing it off. 】

[Isn't it the boss who should be admired?Faced with such a glamorous scene, not only was he not moved at all, but he was even very disgusted. 】

【Boss can't do it...】

[The upstairs is miserable, and it will definitely be banned. 】

Song An, Lei Qier and others came to the Little Mermaid Motel. This is a very dilapidated simple hotel. Half of the lights with colorful lights have fallen off. If it wasn't during the day, I might not be able to find a place.

There was only one young man dozing off at the front desk. The registration form on the white wooden table was rolled up like a hemp leaf, with a few words scribbled, which were obviously recorded very perfunctorily.

Lei Qier knocked on the table to wake up the man, and the group walked up to the third floor on the squeaky wet wooden floor.

The room is very small, except for the bed is the bathroom.The small round bed is arranged in an ambiguous way, and under the pink gauze, there are still boxes of condoms and many special supplies that can be vaguely seen.

There is an old big-ass computer on the table, which looks very old. When it is turned on, it makes a heavy noise, like an old cow pulling a broken cart, and it takes a long time to jump out of the screen.

But it was on this computer that Rachel and the others found out that Oren had logged into an unknown website.

The technician sat in front of the computer and operated, and quickly called up the website.

"Damn, there is a password."

Rachel scratched her hair in exasperation, clearly troubled by the situation.

Song An was a little puzzled: "Isn't it enough to break into the website directly?"

That's how it's played on TV.

Rachel gave him a contemptuous look: "First, this website is very secretive and huge, and its technical means are quite advanced. It will take a lot of time to break through, but Oren may run away at any time, and we have no way to waste it like this; second, If we compromise the website, Oren will be alerted immediately, and once he is lurking, it will be difficult to find him."

Well, it can only be said that the technology in this world is really backward.

Password, password, what kind of password will Oren set?

Song An thought for a long time, and suddenly asked, "How many times do we have a chance to try?"

"three times."

Fortunately, if it was just one time, he was really not sure.

"Then you can try Alderin."

Lei Qier froze for a moment, frowned for a moment, and decided to trust Song An once, and asked the technician to enter the password.

in!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that they had held their breath just now.

"How did you come up with this idea?"

Lei Qier finally let go of her perverted eyes, and looked at this gentle-looking young man squarely.

Song An smiled and pointed to the name of the forum: "LOG—Light of God, most of these forums like to play this kind of tall word games to show their uniqueness."

"Remember the last words he left in Adam's car? It was the last words of the novel "Dark Clouds" by Leo Dein."

When the forum opened, everyone fell silent.However, this kind of silence does not mean silence, but the tranquility before the volcanic eruption.

It is divided into twelve sections, most of which are dedicated to a certain taste, and there are detailed age and gender divisions, such as boys under ten years old.In addition to the disgusting words, the more thrilling is probably the photos.

And Oren's posts are basically these pictures.

Rachel's face was extremely ugly, and anger burst out in her eyes.If Ao Lun is right in front of him, Song An has no doubt that Rai Qier will give him some color.

"Very well, the evidence has been obtained, and now we can formally arrest Oren."

It was past seven o'clock when Song An returned to the castle, and he felt a little tired after a busy day.

The path surrounded by flowers reflected a faint light under the street lamps, and the white flowers and green grass on both sides sent a quiet fragrance, which made him take a deep breath and relax.

When passing by the gazebo, he just glanced at it casually, but was surprised to find that Dias was still sitting there.

It was already very dark, and there was no light in the gazebo, so he could only rely on the faint street lamp not far away to illuminate his gloomy figure.

Song An turned around and immediately strode over.

"Master Dias, the wind is already cold, why are you sitting here alone?"

He frowned slightly, looked at Dias with some disapproval, took off his woolen gloves, and put them on for him.

The warm gloves with human body temperature instantly relaxed Dias' cold fingers, but when he looked at the worried young man, he felt dissatisfied.

Why not just hold his hand and warm him up?

But of course it was impossible for the arrogant and restrained Dias to say such a thing. He just looked at the young man quietly for a while, and then sat back on the stone bench.

Song An looked at his cold face inquiringly, and after a while, he covered his growling stomach in embarrassment.

"Master Dias, have you eaten yet?"

Only then did Dias raise his head, and then turned his gaze back to the young man's face.I don't know if it was a problem with the lighting, but the young man's face was a little pale, obviously exhausted after running around.

But even in such an uncomfortable situation, he still looked at him so tenderly, without any trace of irritability or impatience.

That gaze is like the moonlight of my favorite full moon, soft, bright, and clear.

"No."

Song An was taken aback for a moment, as if he suddenly realized something.

"You haven't been waiting for me, have you?!"

The cold night wind also softened in this silence, carrying a faint fragrance, drifting past from a distance, slightly blowing the ends of their hair.

Song An smiled brighter than ever.He reached out and grabbed Dias' gloved hand, pulling him up from his seat.

"Just wait for me in the house next time. It's too cold, and I don't want you to sit alone in the cold wind."

Dias looked at the young man's side face and listened to his whispers, and suddenly felt that maybe the sun is not bad.

After rambling for a long time, Song An turned his head and looked at Diaz's eyes that were deeper than a deep pool from a very close distance.

The moonlight shone on his fair face, as if it had given him a silver halo.The long and curly eyelashes also caught the silver frost, and with the blinking of his eyes, there were fascinating waves of light.

"Although I don't want Mr. Dias to go hungry, as long as I think about spending this dinner time with you, I feel like I want to be a little bit willful."

Dias didn't speak.

He just thought: You can be more self-willed.

But he won't say these words, but let Song An find out bit by bit like a prey in a trap.

[An'an is so handsome, I'm going to be fascinated too! 】

[Hehe, the fans upstairs should not be too YY, didn't you see that Mr. Dias didn't react at all? 】

【Master Dias’s heart is really elusive. I haven’t seen who he is interested in until now. 】

[That is, otherwise, do you think the boss's money is so easy to earn? 】