I have ten trillion licking dog gold

A small building that swallowed up several lives.

Keep the lights on.

But it was quiet.

No one could be seen on the first floor.

The clouds are drifting, the moonlight is dim and bright again, bright and dim again.

Not long after, there was a rustling sound in the dim corridor on the second floor.

then.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

There were intermittent sobs, and a figure could be vaguely seen sitting by the wall, holding a crimson nightgown. Because the suspender was broken, he could no longer wear it, so he could only barely cover his body, burying his head, and his shoulders were trembling.

It's so pitiful.

It seemed that he had suffered great torture and injustice.

And on the floor next to it.

A corpse was lying there.

wrong.

Maybe it wasn't a corpse, maybe it was just exhaustion or falling asleep, so it was motionless.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The choking sound persists.

Late at night and in a haunted house, with the blessing of the scene, it is particularly penetrating.

at last.

The "corpse" on the ground reacted and slowly opened its eyes. There seemed to be a flash of light in the darkness.

comfortable.

Just like a blocked river bed suddenly unblocked, negative emotions are effectively released.

Boss Jiang, who must have never been so beastly, was lying on the cold floor.

Of course the medicine has worn off.

But it's not the same as being drunk.

He remembered clearly what happened. Of course, he could also hear the choking sounds next to him.

Boss Jiang did not move.

It feels really comfortable from the inside out, just like the bone marrow washing and bone cutting in martial arts novels, but there are also sequelae.

I just have a little headache.

Simultaneously.

He was really tired. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he felt really weak all over. He was even more tired than after running ten kilometers.

I can only blame it on being too crazy just now.

wrong.

It must be that the effect of the medicine is too strong.

His physical fitness is at least at an excellent level, but if he were in this situation, if it were an ordinary person, wouldn't that person really die?

It turned out that the ox was tired to death, but the land was not damaged.

He couldn't move, but he looked at the other person.

He could actually get up easily, sit down by the wall, and have the strength to wipe away his tears.

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Chen spoke helplessly when he saw that the sobs showed no sign of stopping.

"Why are you crying? Shouldn't you be laughing?"

"Woo..."

It was okay that he didn't make a sound, but when he did, the sobs became louder.

"You gave me the medicine and you're still crying?"

Boss Jiang was so weak that he was still lying on the ground looking at the ceiling. Even if he was sparring with Taoist Duanmu, he would probably never be so embarrassed.

After sparring with Taoist Duanmu, I was just tired outside my body, but now I feel like my body has been hollowed out.

How long did it last just now?

One hour, or two hours?

I really can’t remember much, I just remember that it was very intense from beginning to end.

What kind of medicine did this monster give? The effect is so powerful.

"I hurt!"

The voice of grievance was like weeping and complaining.

Still have the face to cry out in pain.

Isn’t it all caused by you yourself?

Jiang Chen didn't speak any more, he put his hands on the floor, forced himself to sit up, and turned his head to look at the wall.

It's not just pretending, that naturally charming face is actually full of pear blossoms, and her hair is disheveled. She is holding a torn nightgown, bending her legs and contracting against the wall, looking very pitiful.

Intense memories are replayed uncontrollably in my mind, frame by frame, the intensity is definitely more exciting than most Japanese specialty action movies.

Jiang Chen was a little annoyed as to why the drug didn't destroy the memory function. He even remembered the scene where he forced the other party to kneel on the ground and grabbed her hair from behind.

Is that really him? Although he is a little reluctant to accept it, Boss Jiang has never been an escapist.

At this time, his extremely vivid senses clearly told him that what just happened was not a dream.

Even if we have always held ourselves to strict moral standards, human nature is always complex and multifaceted.

Good and evil coexist in everyone's heart.

And tonight.

The dark side of his heart happened to be brought out.

"I warned you."

Boss Jiang did say something first.

"I didn't know you... were so perverted."

abnormal?

Jiang Chen's face was a little confused. It couldn't be said that he was shouting to catch the thief, at least he was beating him up.

If in accordance with the latest Civil Code.

He was even a victim!

"You drugged me, and I have no control over all my actions."

Boss Jiang firmly rejected this argument.

In any case of right or wrong, we must first clarify the relationship between cause and effect. This is the essential key to getting the correct answer.

as predicted.

As long as she firmly grasped the reason for "drugging", Fujiwara Reiki could not find any words to argue. Since she had nothing to say, she simply stopped saying it.

"Shh."

She simply lifted off the suspender nightgown draped around her and threw it to the ground again.

Of course not another one.

She wanted Jiang Chen to see the scars on her body.

Although Boss Jiang has good reasons, there are some issues that cannot be settled with reasonableness.

Under the dim light, Fujiwara Reiki's originally mutton-fat nephrite-like body was covered with bruises, some of which were so severe that they turned purple. It was like a work of art that had been ruthlessly destroyed, which made people unbearable to look at it.

Jiang Chen opened his mouth, then fell silent. After a while, he said: "...Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"do not want!"

Fujiwara Reiki immediately refused without thinking, her tear-stained face showing the shyness of a little girl.

Jiang Chen couldn't tell for a moment whether the other party was acting or not.

Life is like a play, and play is like life. In fact, let alone him, can the other party himself tell whether he is outside the play or in the play?

Jiang Chen stood up, put on his clothes, then walked to the wall, bent down, and once again hugged the other person's soft and light body.

But compared to when I went upstairs before, my movements were obviously more careful.

"Where is your room?"

Instead of beating or scolding her to vent her anger, Fujiwara Reiki hugged the culprit who had just tortured her to death and pointed him in the right direction.

Jiang Chen carried her into the room, and then gently placed her on the bed.

"have a good rest."

Fujiwara Reiki stared at him intently and grabbed his arm.

Jiang Chen looked at him, "Want to do it again?"

Even though it was probably clear that the other party was already strong on the outside but weak on the inside, Fujiwara Reiki still said quickly: "I can't do it today, I can't bear it anymore."

No matter how evil a woman is, she is not indestructible. How can anyone be so wild for the first time?

"Relax and recuperate for a few days."

Jiang Chen put her hand back.

Fujiwara Reiki bit her lip and didn't force it any more. She said cautiously, "... Then, kiss me."

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned and squatted there without moving.

The luster in Fujiwara Reiki's eyes gradually dimmed, "Jiang Sang, please pay attention to safety on the road."

Jiang Chen was silent and stretched out his hand. Of course, he couldn't take advantage of others, but he helped her smooth out her messy hair.

"protect yourself."

Then.

He got up.

Lying like a patient on the floor, Riki Fujiwara's eyes suddenly brightened, and she subconsciously wanted to move, but the result was that her injuries were immediately involved, and pains came from all directions. She instinctively frowned, and could only lie calmly. , to listen to the footsteps.

The door opened and closed.

The footsteps gradually became sparse.

Fujiwara Reiki let out a sigh of relief, as if all her splendor had been removed, her face was no longer enchanting, she was looking out the window at the deep night, in a daze.

Turning off the lights on the first floor, Jiang Chen walked out of the iron door, looked up at the night sky with a slightly complicated expression, then turned around and closed the iron door.

At this time.

left.

A shadow came into the corner of his eye.

Jiang Chen subconsciously turned his head and looked intently, then suddenly froze.

I saw Taoist Aunt Duanmu standing quietly under the wall of the haunted house. I don't know how long she stood there. (End of chapter)