In the office of Yin Yang Magazine, the light outside became dimmed and finally turned into darkness.
Sister Zhou looked at Xuan Cang who was sitting at the ancient wooden table and drinking tea for an afternoon. She finally couldn't help it, stopped the busy things in her hands, and boldly said: "My lord! You really don't care..."
"She wants to take care of it, then let her take care of it!" Xuan Cangning coldly interrupted Sister Zhou with the already chilled tea in her hand.
Sister Zhou glanced at the completely darkened sky outside, and said slightly worried: "But..."
"She's too naive! She should also suffer hardships, knowing what it means to do according to one's ability." Xuan Cang muttered what he wanted to say as if he was talking to himself.
"..." Sister Zhou sighed silently, but she was even more worried.
With such an adult's mind, I'm afraid that the wife will not appreciate it, but it will cause rifts between them and their husbands.
There was a moment of silence, when Sister Zhou suddenly remembered that Yao Yu had spoken to her during the day, and immediately said, "My lord!"
"Huh?" Xuan Cang responded coldly, and glanced at Sister Zhou slightly.
Sister Zhou's body trembled, and Qianshou immediately said respectfully: "Today, my wife suddenly asked me the time I was following the adult, she seemed to want to hear something."
Hearing this, Xuan Cang was also taken aback, and the hand holding the brown teacup also added a little bit of strength.
"My lord?" Sister Zhou called Xuan Cang tentatively because of her inaccurate attitude.
"What do you say?" Xuan Cangning held the teacup in his hand, with an inexplicable expression on his face.
"Respond truthfully!"
"Very good!" Xuan Cang nodded, finally put down the tea cup in his hand and got up from the stool.
Sister Zhou thought he finally couldn't bear it, and was about to go out to find his wife! Before he had time to be happy, he saw that he just glanced outside, turned around and entered the inner room.
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Knowing the disparity in the strength of that man, I didn't struggle anymore.
Seeing that I was about to be dragged deep in the alley by the man, I became more anxious. From the corner of my eyes, I saw a dark mass next to my right hand, no matter what it was, I immediately reached out and grabbed it.
As a result, the thing didn't carry heavy weight at all, and when I was so dragged, I only heard a piece of it falling down.
I was smashed into a mess by the falling object, and the man behind obviously did not expect to be hurriedly smashed by those unknown things, but both hands dragged me tightly and refused to let go.
I was also a little anxious, grabbing the soft thing in my hand, and being dragged for a few steps, I immediately noticed that something was still dragging under the canvas.
I dragged desperately, trying to drag the canvas on top, so that I could drag something on the ground.
But I didn't have time to pull that thing anymore, and the man suddenly slammed me to the ground.
I staggered and threw my whole person to the ground, with my hands on the ground out of instinct.
When the palm of his right hand touched the ground, there was an immediate tingling pain. It seemed that something was stuck in the flesh, and my body was lying on the uneven ground. I grinned in pain.
"Yeah!" I took a breath of pain, and before I could turn back to my senses, I suddenly sank behind me.
Feeling an unfamiliar warmth coming from behind, I immediately knew something was wrong.
I just wanted to turn around and hit the man, but felt that there was a hard object resting under the palm of my right hand.
At this moment of life and death, I don't care about the pain in my body and the limits of the human body. Twisting his waist, which was pressed by the man's knees, slammed him on the head like a life.
The man was hit by me a few times, and it hurt too much. I tried to snatch the things from my hand after holding back the pain several times.
The sticky blood, along the palm of my hand and wrist, covered my arm. I know I can't stop. Once I stop, what I will face is something more terrifying than death.
The man was angered by me, and regardless of the pain, he rushed towards me.
I turned over to avoid, but still couldn't escape his control.
His hands clasped my hands tightly, and he kissed me with this disgusting breath.
I turned my head away from his mouth, and his lips immediately touched my neck. I resisted the nausea of my stomach, looked at the exposed neck under his collar, and opened my mouth without thinking about it, and bent towards it.
"Ah!" The man yelled in pain, trying to get away from him.
But I didn't want to just let him avoid it, the teeth seemed to be rooted into the skin of his neck.
"Ah—" He moaned again and again, knowing that I wouldn't let it go easily, so he let go of a hand and pinched my neck severely.
I was pinched by him and my throat shrank for a while, my complexion rose as if I was about to burst into blood and die.
Just when I thought, am I going to die here. The canvas cover I left aside suddenly started to pull up by itself.
I was pinched by the man and gradually lost my strength, and my consciousness became confused. But he clenched the teeth of the man's neck tightly, but he was firmly nailed to his neck as if he was conscious.
Staring wide at the eyes that were gradually losing focus, my gaze fell on the canvas sleeve that I pulled a little bit by myself. Then, a woman's head, dragging long black hair, gradually appeared in my sight.
I just looked at her like that, and she paused beside me. Suddenly he slammed his head, and under the long black hair, there were pieces of clotted blood.
Under the blood clot is uneven, white mixed with dark brown rotten flesh.
"Ah—" She opened her mouth to me, looking at me with eyes without eyeballs. There was a stench in the big black mouth, and there was invisible darkness inside.
"Yeah!" I snorted, and my mouth was so frightened by the corpse that I softened all of a sudden.
Seeing me let go, the man's body relaxed. But the hand clasping my neck still didn't mean to let me go.
I opened my eyes wide, looking at the brutality and bloodthirsty in the man's eyes, and looking at his fairly pretty face, it became extremely hideous and terrifying.
This time... I was surprisingly not scared, just staring at the man in a daze.
I looked at the head of the woman with long hair, slowly drifting from my side, and then falling behind the man.
She didn't have a body, just used the head, and slowly landed on the man's shoulder.
"Huh—" She let out a cold breath behind him.
The man trembled slightly, and seemed to realize that something was wrong, and slowly looked to his left side.
And I saw that as soon as he turned his head, a light on his left seemed to flash, and it dimmed again immediately.
I saw the head resting on the man's shoulder, opening his mouth and grinning very proudly.
"Hahaha..." The voice was harsh and awkward, as harsh as a rusty iron wheel on the ground, being forcibly pulled.