When Zheng Zhiyu heard Xu Jiao's words, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but instead looked at the layout of the room around him, slowly approached Xu Jiao, and exhaled like a blue orchid:
"So you like places like this..."
Seeing this clean and tidy arrangement, she could somewhat guess the reason why she was rejected in that dormitory earlier. No wonder she had already made her pose like that and her voice was very seductive. Her heart was like still water, and she pushed her away at a critical moment, using the excuse to go to the bathroom.
This made Zheng Zhiyu very suspicious of her own charm, and even wondered if she was disliked because of her wicked status as a ghost.
result.
Is it just because the dormitory environment is not good
Xu Jiao didn't expect that she would be able to ferment from her simple "clean up" to this color content, and did not explain out loud, but just took out a yellow talisman from her pocket - it was the previous Zhou Qili from the temple. The amulet that he brought back to her.
Zheng Zhiyu felt the unpleasant aura, and her eyes moved slowly, staring at the yellow talisman held between her fingertips, and said slowly, "Throw it away, Jiaojiao, I will protect you."
Although she didn't show any expression when she said this, Xu Jiao strangely realized the function of this talisman, and it seemed that it really had an effect on the person in front of her, so she asked: "If you press it on you, what will happen? "
Zheng Zhiyu licked her blood-red lips.
As if hesitating whether or not to say this.
Xu Jiao now knew that this talisman could be of great use, and she clearly wanted to put it away for safekeeping, but she didn't show it on the face. She just slowly pressed the talisman to Zheng Zhiyu's forehead. When she was about to reach it, the woman's cold and pale hand held her wrist, and there was a deep resentment in her tone:
"Okay, I've only teased you twice, but you don't need to give me such a heavy hand..."
"What if I'm not good enough and I'm disfigured by this thing?"
Xu Jiao shrank her fingertips, clasped the talisman tightly in her palm, raised her brows, and looked at her silently.
Because of the disparity in strength between the two, even collecting debts requires the other's willingness. Zheng Zhiyu is clearly aware of this, and now he sighs slightly, holding Xu Jiao's wrist tightly, her thumb is That wrist bone rubbed over.
After a long time, she compromised: "This rune is painted with a rune that can temporarily trap the ghosts, and it can also avoid disasters and dispel evil. The dirty things that approach you with evil thoughts will be bounced off by it, and they will also be temporarily trapped in the original place. The ground is immobile, and you can take this opportunity to escape from the dangerous place."
"It's okay not to use this yellow paper. As long as you learn and draw the rune on it, you can temporarily sleep the little devil, but you are an ordinary person, and it's not easy to draw this rune, so there's no need to learn—"
Zheng Zhiyu found the relevant content from her broken memory. Halfway through the conversation, she saw Xu Jiao's free hand in the air learning the strokes of the talisman without a teacher. It stands to reason that all the celestial masters are in this profession. It must be a family heirloom or someone with a connection, otherwise ordinary people will not be able to understand anything when they see such a ghostly talisman, let alone find the strokes at the beginning of this character.
If you can't find the beginning and don't know the coherent strokes in it, naturally you can't imitate it.
But Xu Jiao she actually...
Zheng Zhiyu's brows moved slightly, and there was a bit of solemnity in his dark eyes. The voice disappeared at some point, and in the air, only a shallow, golden-like character was slowly taking shape.
The light was looming, and with her coherent movements, it finally appeared in the air crumblingly.
Xu Jiao woke up from the state of imitating the shape of the word, withdrew her hand, and stared at the word floating in front of her. After a few seconds of silence, she asked aloud, "Is this talisman...is it so easy to learn?"
Zheng Zhiyu wanted to laugh at her question, but only looked at her meaningfully: "What do you think?"
Xu Jiao made a judgment based on her previous experience in watching horror movies or Xianxia novels. She always felt that her identity was shrouded in many mysteries this time, but she did not show too obvious surprise, she was still as cold as usual , even if he vaguely knew that the golden word in front of him could trap Zheng Zhiyu.
After that, she moved her wrist slightly and pushed the character to Zheng Zhiyu's direction.
The woman in red was unnoticed for a while, and was unpreparedly enveloped by the golden characters. Immediately, like a canary in a cage, her black eyes widened slightly, and her voice spit out slowly: "You Yes?"
Xu Jiao slowly pulled away the wrist that she was holding, took a step back, observed the state of the red-clothed clothes that was now a little helpless, nodded calmly, and commented: "This talisman seems to have a good effect."
Zheng Zhiyu: "..."
She looked at Xu Jiao, who was experimenting with herself, and stood in the golden cage for a while as if she was being punished for a while, and then said to Xu Jiao, "The trial is over, and now I know you are here. You have a unique talent for walking, can you remove this thing?"
Xu Jiao put her arms around her chest, leaned on the bathroom porch to look at her, and said slowly, "You seem to have forgotten something."
Zheng Zhiyu: "?"
Xu Jiao reminded her lightly, "I just said I would settle the bill with you."
Zheng Zhiyu wanted to show her a pleasing smile, her pale face, her blushing lips were pulled, and her dark eyes were very innocent, but unfortunately her face was almost bloodless now, and even her smile looked strange, and it was only a long time ago. If I can give up, I call her softly:
"Jiaojiao~"
Xu Jiao was unmoved and determined that Zheng Zhiyu couldn't get out of the golden streamer now, so she straightened up and took two steps in Zheng Zhiyu's direction, then glanced casually inside the room and saw this. The windows in the room were closed.
No wonder she felt unspeakably sultry after saying such a few words.
Xu Jiao suddenly raised her hand and loosened the bow-knot belt used to tie her skirt behind her waist, and two loose long pieces of fabric fell down to her knees and calves, lining her equally slender legs evenly. .
The light blue fabric embellished her fair skin, and the small V-neck design with a playful wide edge at the collarbone showed a somewhat pure atmosphere. After Xu Jiao loosened the bow, she raised her right hand and touched her back with her backhand. Slowly pull down the zipper at the back of the skirt.
The skirt, which was originally close-fitting, immediately loosened from the shoulders.
Like a peach whose skin has been torn off, the sweet and tempting flesh inside is about to be exposed.
Zheng Zhiyu's eyes were straight, staring at the fabric that was about to fall off Xu Jiao's shoulder and asked, "What are you... doing?"
Xu Jiao thought about the fact that she was playing with her lips and tongue while she was eating and secretly playing with her calf while she was eating, so she answered calmly:
"As you can see."
"It's too hot in the room, I want to go to the bathroom to take a shower."
Zheng Zhiyu: "..."
Only now did she realize that the appearance of this person lying indifferently and icy under her body, and finally being reluctantly involved in the erotic vortex, was not the most attractive.
Now that's what it's like to actively seduce yourself!
He is obviously a wicked ghost, but Zheng Zhiyu only now realizes that she still feels that heat is coming out of her body because she sees such a picture, she must be broken somewhere!
Her voice was a little hoarse, as if the air conditioner was on for too long in summer, and there was a thin layer of water mist on the lid, and she shouted, "Jiaojiao."
Zheng Zhiyu's black eyes couldn't penetrate the light, she only looked at Xu Jiao who was a few steps away, wishing she could swallow the person in front of her, there was a hidden strong meaning in her voice:
"come over."
Xu Jiao hooked her lips, but she was not at all threatened by Zheng Zhiyu's tone. The light blue cloth fell on the ground, she turned and headed towards the bathroom, her smooth back line, exquisite waist...
From Zheng Zhiyu's point of view, it can be seen at a glance.
Now she finally understands how Xu Jiao and her "settle accounts". Previously, she took advantage of the other party's inability to fight back, so she tried hard to tease, but now Xu Jiao found an opportunity by mistake, how proud Zheng Zhiyu was before , and now there is so much fire.
In the bathroom, the small semi-frosted glass door in front of the fluffy head was closed. I don't know who designed this hotel. Only the middle part is made of translucent material, which allows people to see the rough lines, but the muscles are tight. The solid calf is clearly unmistakable, and even the drops of water splashed by the feet can be clearly seen.
Zheng Zhiyu was angry and annoyed when she saw that she didn't close the door in a mischievous manner, but just as she stepped forward, the golden cage blocked her, and the light flashed brightly for a moment, like a warning.
Zheng Zhiyu: "..."
She rarely shouted in a gritted tone, "Jiaojiao!"
Seeing Xu Jiao ignoring herself, Zheng Zhiyu could only play hard and soft: "If you let me out now, we'll write it off, eh?"
Xu Jiao was not very worried about the effect of this golden light at first, but now hearing Zheng Zhiyu say this, she is relieved, knowing that if the other party had a way, he would have come out long ago, so he wouldn't be so nonsense with herself, and she could talk like this because she didn't Manifestation of the law.
So she enjoys this hot bath with peace of mind.
…
"Jiaojiao..."
"You don't let me out now, I'll take revenge later."
After six or seven minutes.
Zheng Zhiyu's voice went from hard at the beginning, to coaxing and deceiving later, and even said without dignity: "I know it's wrong, baby."
Xu Jiao ignored her from the beginning to the end, leaving the woman in red outside like a kindergarten student standing in punishment, listening to the sound of running water in her ears, squeezed the milky white shower gel in her hand, and washed her body again. The dense foam came out, and the tiredness of this body was washed away with hot water.
Originally, she deliberately ignored Zheng Zhiyu's words. Later, there was no sound outside. When Xu Jiao was about to finish washing, she discovered this and turned her head to look outside.
The glass was covered with mist rising from the hot water, and she couldn't see anything, so Xu Jiao pushed the door slightly open, and then, the direction where she should have seen Jin Guang and Hong Yi turned out to be empty.
Xu Jiao stopped for a moment.
Before she could realize what it meant, a cold temperature suddenly appeared on her wrist, the temperature in the small shower room dropped a little, and a cool kiss was pressed against the reddish back skin washed by the hot water. .
"Are you looking for me?" Zheng Zhiyu's bright red clothes filled the shower room, and her long black hair fell like a waterfall. She hugged Xu Jiao from behind, and a slightly playful voice sounded.
Xu Jiao stayed in place, as if she knew her doubts, Zheng Zhiyu said to her proudly: "Think that kind of thing can trap me for the rest of my life, eh?"
Xu Jiao didn't say a word, she lowered her eyes to see the color on the back of her hand, and whispered, "Go out, I haven't finished washing yet."
Zheng Zhiyu laughed softly.
"Didn't wash it?"
Seeing Xu Jiao turn her head to the side, as if she wanted to repeat her old tricks to trap herself, she took both her hands, and at the same time, she leaned over and bit the earlobe that was so close to her eyes.
There was an inexplicable emotion in the low voice: "Just right, I'll help you."
…
Hot water splashed on the glass, on the snow-white tiles.
Inside the translucent glass door, two slender snow-white ankles were drenched in water, so they moved to the side uneasy, but they were quickly pulled by another force, and they went to the fiery red cloth, accidentally. step on it.
He heard a soft "boom".
With the cold glass door on her back, Xu Jiao raised her head involuntarily with the force of her approach, and said vaguely, "Cold... no..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was pulled up. Immediately after, she was pushed to the wall on the other side, and the hot water poured down her head and poured onto her shoulders and back.
Zheng Zhiyu's voice contained a bit of doting, and whispered to her, "Can you do it now?"
Xu Jiao had her back to her originally, but then she turned around on her own initiative, raised her hand to cover Zheng Zhiyu's eyes, her throat moved, as if she was choked up, and she seemed too emotional.
Hearing her voice, Zheng Zhiyu pulled the corners of his lips. His vision was blocked, but the movements in his hands did not stop. He said with a bit of affection, "Let go, darling, so I won't be able to see you."
Xu Jiao let out a long breath, her eyes dropped, and the warm water that fell on her forehead unintentionally flowed onto her eyes, dyeing her dark eyelashes like crow feathers.
When she saw the belt on the red dress, she covered Zheng Zhiyu's eyes with one hand and unraveled it with the other. When she was holding the long red cloth in her hand, she imitated the way this guy was teasing her before, gasping for breath. Then, leaned into the other's ear and asked:
"Want me?"
Zheng Zhiyu was even more excited when she heard this, but in reality, it caused the temperature in the bathroom to drop again and again. Fortunately, everything was as she had thought before, starting with feeding Xu Jiao the food she had eaten twice. It can help girls resist the yin from themselves.
She said in a low voice, "Of course."
Xu Jiao didn't speak, she just picked up the cloth strip in her hand with a blank expression and covered it in the position of her eyes. Zheng Zhiyu just got a moment of light, but was blocked by the red belt again. Stopped for a while.
She touched Xu Jiao's hand again, thinking that the other party wanted to trap her again, but the soft, warm fingertips did not move, instead they pressed her hand down, her voice was not loud or not. Low, but with the same momentum as an order:
"do not move."
Zheng Zhiyu raised her brows and tilted her head, as if she wanted to see Xu Jiao's expression clearly through the silk cloth, but the cloth was taken off her body, and as long as she didn't take it off, she couldn't see anything.
Until Xu Jiao's movements fell on her body, and the layered red cloth became loose, Zheng Zhiyu asked in surprise, "Are you...?"
He even took the initiative to attack her
Zheng Zhiyu was taken aback by Xu Jiao's determination and posture. She didn't know how to evaluate the opponent's frail body and still wanted to attack, but after a few seconds, Xu Jiao really let Xu Jiao undress herself. .
But Xu Jiao's advantage didn't last long—
After Zheng Zhiyu reacted, laughter spread softly in the bathroom, and without undoing the cloth on his eyes, he simply relied on his strength to press the person back again, and continued the movement just now.
Xu Jiao lacked a layer of clothing on her body, which made it easier to intrude than her. Besides, her body was still a student who didn't exercise much. She thought she was doing very hard movements, but in fact the force she exerted was not much greater than that of a cat.
The wrist that was folded to the top of her head moved, trying to release the other party's imprisonment, but Zheng Zhiyu didn't give her another chance, and tied her wrist with the other end of the long belt that had been wet with water.
…
In the wet bathroom, the sound of water was still rushing mercilessly.
The mist penetrated through the half-open glass door, lingering around the house, making the closed window glass half-blurred, and then condensing into water droplets, which climbed over the glass and slowly fell.
There were heavy snorts and gasping sounds leaking from inside.
I don't know how long after that.
Hanging a little crying voice sounded like it couldn't stand it: "It's so bloated... cold..."
The voice was not prolonged, it was a little short, as if he refused to show weakness, and he was forced to do nothing, so he had to reluctantly leak from his lips, but it sounded more like coquettish.
A melodious voice sounded, and the content was covered under the rustling water, making it difficult for people to hear it clearly, but the emotions revealed in it were smiling.
"Where is it cold?"
"It won't be cold soon, right?"
The man covered in red shook his head, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and the hands that were pressed on top of his head were curled together, as if his fingertips couldn't stand the stimulation, so he shrank in shame.
It didn't take long for Xu Jiao to bite on the shoulder of the person in front of her, her eyes were tightly closed, and the hot tears rolled down with the water droplets on her face, and there was a vague sound of softness that was forced to the extreme:
"Slow, slow..."
Zheng Zhiyu tilted her head, and a cool kiss fell on the side of her face, perhaps because she was covered with the two of them for too long in the steaming bathroom, she was finally infected with a little warmth, and she didn't even kiss. As cold as before.
She whispered a word, repeating the previous request.
Xu Jiao shook her head indiscriminately, her wrists that were tied together moved, and she fell in front of her: "You first... untie..."
Zheng Zhiyu rejected her with a chuckle, and only urged: "Hurry up, or I will regret it."
Xu Jiao was so upset by her that she wanted to say something, but there was an uncontrollable weeping in her throat. She closed her eyes and seemed helpless for a long time. , the bright red lips moved towards the red silk at the other's eyes.
The trembling jaws opened, biting the edge of the silk cloth, while pulling it down forcefully.
In the space where the heat was rising, the mist shrouded the faces of the two women beyond the dust, and the person who was leaning against the wall was flushed, whether it was washed by the hot water or something else.
The other, who was covered with silk cloth, had a picturesque complexion of snow-white skin. The red cloth on his eyes fell and fell to the ground. It was dyed a few degrees deeper by the hot water, but it was twisted and twisted to match the one on the other's wrist. The red cloth is tied together.
from a distance.
It was as if Yue Lao used the thickest red thread to tie the marriage between the two of them for several generations.
Can't be separated anyway.
…
Three hours later—
Xu Jiao was sitting on the sofa, the snow-white quilt covered her waist and legs, and she was wearing the previous skirt, but there was a faint trace of dark color below her collarbone.
As if to cover up.
She was holding a freshly poured cup of hot water in her hand, but she always looked around, as if she felt guilty that there was still some strange ambiguous smell in the air.
After all, the water vapor in the bathroom doesn't seem to have completely dissipated.
Zheng Zhiyu leaned over in front of the chair, watching her being wrapped in the quilt, buckling her chin from time to time, and placing sporadic kisses on her face and neck.
Xu Jiao repeated the process of pushing her away, glanced at the time on her phone, and glared at her, as if to remind someone in red, not to be delayed by absurd things.
Zheng Zhiyu didn't care what was going to appear in this room. Now that she has just got the sweetness, she just feels like a hungry traveler who has just eaten an appetizer salad and didn't enjoy the delicious dinner in the back. Willing to stop here.
She bent down to hug Xu Jiao's neck and rubbed the tip of her nose against her face: "Do it again?"
"I'm here, it doesn't show up like this, eh?"
Xu Jiao's lower abdomen is still a little swollen at the moment, and her waist is still slightly tingling. How can she be acting like this non-human guy, pursing her lips and pushing the other person's head away again.
Zheng Zhiyu couldn't make a plan, so he changed another plan: "You can come, I don't mind being watched by it at all, come on?"
The tone particles at the end were dragged extremely long, as if one hundred thousand words of indescribable content could be contained in this invitation.
Xu Jiao almost vomited blood in her heart when she said it—
She wanted to teach Zheng Zhiyu a serious lesson.
The problem is that at the moment, she has no strength all over her body, and she is helpless.
Thinking of this, Xu Jiao closed her eyes, suppressing those chaotic emotions, her face was calm and abstinent, it was the attitude of being unmoved.
Zheng Zhiyu's invitation became more and more blatant, and she even used aggressive methods: "Could it be that... you were so fierce before to provoke me to slap you hard once, but you didn't really want to touch me, did you?"
Xu Jiao: "…"
Just as she opened her mouth to say something, the light above her head suddenly went out.
The whole hotel room was dark.