The small stone was lying in my hand, and my eyes stayed on it for a few minutes. I couldn't tell what material it was made of. I didn't understand why a stone could be sold at a high price of 20,000 yuan, so I couldn't help but sigh.

"The life of rich people is really not understood."

I placed the stone next to the alarm clock at the head of the bed and planned to go to bed. But when I closed my eyes, my mind was filled with He Jin and the figure of that beauty. It took me a long time to fall asleep, but I only had a light sleep, and I would wake up if I had a little movement.

So, I was woken up twice by the upstairs. In addition, the wind was too strong outside, and the window was blown open, and the sound completely shocked my sleepiness. I just lay on the bed, experimenting with the situation where I didn't close my eyes but was dark in front of me, to see if I could fall asleep.

Of course the result is impossible, unless I am not a human being. So I have to judge that I have insomnia. It is the first time I have tasted the insomnia when I grow up so old. I enjoyed it quite a bit. Lying on the bed, with the scenery outside the balcony open, the lights in several buildings are brightly lit at night.

But those are meaningless. I might as well look at the flowers on the balcony. The pots of plants that cannot be named absorbed the essence and grew vigorously under the bright moonlight. My eyes were just stuck in the middle of the pots of flowers, and then I found that there was an extra pot.

After rubbing her eyes, she found that one of the flower pots would still move. I thought it was blown by the wind. As a result, when it stood up completely, I realized that it was not a dead thing, but a living thing. She pressed against the window, and a face without any expression was pressed against the window, and her nose and mouth were deformed.

I covered my mouth with both hands, not daring to make a sound. She supported the glass with both hands, her eyes flipped up and down, and even for a second, my eyes met her. Although it was only a short second, it almost made me scream.

Is this the legendary zombie in recent days? I think it should be. She lay on the window and didn't move. I didn't dare to move. She just looked at her sideways for a full half hour. Finally, she moved. She climbed up the window like a gecko, and under my eyes, she climbed and disappeared in front of me.

Although the thing crawled away, I didn't relax. Looking at the figure, there was no doubt that it was Ma Cuihua's body, but her whereabouts were too weird. Has the police not found any body lost?

After being scared, I became more awake. I could even imagine that Ma Cuihua looked into the room layer by layer against the window, and others were scared to death. I was going to get out of bed and pee, but I heard something outside the door.

And right in front of my door, I heard the sound of opening the door in the dark. I thought to myself, it was not Ouyang Lan, but when I heard the footsteps, there was a slight difference between it and Ouyang Lan. Because I gave her another key yesterday, it was understandable that she came back in the middle of the night to open the door, but she didn't turn on the lights.

I asked, "Ouyang Lan, are you back?"

No one answered, and the clattering sound of the high heels got closer and closer. The quilt was pulled and she got directly into the quilt. I realized that it might not be good, and the next second, my body was hugged. My hands were coming out of my ribs and I could smell the fragrance floating from behind.

This is definitely not the smell of Ouyang Lan, and the soft feeling coming from behind me made me know that the cup behind me is not as big as Ouyang Lan, but it is not small anymore. Since I only wore a pair of big shorts when I was sleeping, most of my skin was exposed, but she did not shy away at all.

I knew that the other party must have come prepared. I asked in a deep voice: "What the hell are you going to do."

The other party did not answer. I tried to twist my body with difficulty, but found that she pinched me tightly, and then a cold voice sounded, "Don't move around, or you will be killed."

It was a very cold voice. I didn't doubt the authenticity of this sentence at all, so I lay honestly, enjoying the cold hug given to me by the beauty behind me.

But my mind was spinning rapidly. With the strength and initiative in the other party's hands, how should I ensure my safety? But when I racked my brains and rang for a long time, the snoring from behind broke all my plans.

I tried to take away her arms, and then she suddenly shrank, and the strength made me almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. At the same time, I could hear a vague dream.

"Dad, don't leave me um..."

I fell asleep again? I moved her arm away again, and this time it went smoothly. I turned over and got out of bed, knowing that she had fallen asleep, lifted the quilt and opened the light, and found a peerless beauty wearing a tight leather jacket that outlined the devil's figure lying on my bed.

Moreover, her condition seemed to be not very good. There was bleeding behind her back. Yes, it was bleeding. A piece of bed sheet was already soaked in red. This was a loss. I quickly carried her down and found a wound cut by something, revealing a piece of snow-white skin.

Facing such a beautiful person, anyone who sees her hurt will feel distressed. My first thought was to help her heal her, and even forget her identity. I gently placed her on the sofa and turned her back to me. The hideous wound was like a centipede, so dirty that it defiled this sacred and smooth body.

Suddenly, although the wound was very long, it was very shallow, but the black and purple part was on it. I found gauze, but I didn't know where to start. At this time, she spoke, "I have antidote in my bag, just sprinkle it on and bandage it."

Before I could tell, I opened the small bag on her waist. Most of the things inside were not recognized by me, but I found a porcelain bottle the size of a little finger. After opening it, I felt a pungent smell. I knew that this was definitely not Chinese medicine, but something extracted from living people.

So she trembled her hands and evenly spread the medicine powder on the wound. She let out a seductive panting, "Ah~"

OK, I admit that I was hard, I stopped the movements in my hand and coughed twice. She smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, it really hurts."

I slowed down the speed in my hand. When the medicine powder combined with the blood in the wound, it would emit a fragrant smell, covering up the pungent smell. After a while, the medicine powder was sprinkled and I bandaged her. She squatted on the bed, pressing her round buttocks against her legs, and sat opposite me.

After a long silence, we spoke together, but no one heard clearly what the other party said. As a man, I am very gentlemanly and careless of the other party to say first.

Her red lips were opened and closed, and I was looking at me with the fire. If I weren't afraid that she would kill me, I would have been on the road of crime.
Chapter completed!