Lovely wife, my husband is not human

Ming Guang thinks that Tang Xiaoru is very likely to be alive.

After his investigation, no flayed female corpses have been found in any part of the human world during this period, and there is no record of Tang Xiaoru's super-reincarnation in the spiritual world reincarnation office affiliated to the spiritual management institute.

When a person is skinned, the excruciating pain is enough to kill him. If he dies from hemorrhage or infection of the subcutaneous tissue, the possibility of surviving is slim, unless the skin is replaced with a new skin immediately after the skin is peeled.

It was getting late at this time, and Su Mile had been running around for another day, with dark circles under her eyes looming, Ming Guang had no choice but to send her home first.

The two of them were silent all the way, Su Mile was not talkative when she was thinking, her stern face was completely opposite to her usual cheerful and talkative personality, while Ming Guang was born with a handsome face, the atmosphere in the car seemed to be awkward average.

It wasn't until she was about to get off the car that Su Mile saw the darkness and silence in the neighborhood. She was afraid of the painted skin monster's revenge, so she asked Mingguang to take her upstairs.

The sound of the key unlocking was particularly deafening in the silence of the early morning. Ming Guang just turned to leave when she stopped her: "Well, it's so late, do you want to sleep at my house?"

The corners of Ming Guang's mouth curled up slightly, with an evil tone: "Are you scared?"

"Nonsense, it's the first time I was targeted by a monster and almost lost my life, can you not be afraid?" Su Mile opened the door wide, rummaged through the shoe cabinet and found a new pair of men's slippers and threw it in front of Ming Guang.

"Put it on, it's a new one."

"Bought it just for me?"

"Yes, yes, come in quickly, brother, close the door, and be careful of mosquitoes coming in."

"Are you attracted to mosquitoes?"

"Yes, I have type O blood, maybe mosquitoes like it better."

"I like it too." Ming Guang revealed a malicious look in his eyes.

Su Mile blushed a little: "I asked you to suck it last time, but you still haven't sucked it. But, after being bitten by you, will it really become a vampire like you?"

"That's not true. The blood race will release venom when they bite, which has a paralyzing effect on human blood vessels and nerves. Humans will stop their metabolism and cannot age naturally. It is equivalent to eternal life."

"Emmm, did you ask me if I wanted to live forever because you wanted to suck my blood?"

Mingguang's sudden approach caught Su Mile by surprise, and she fell down on the sofa.

"What are you doing, so scary!"

"To be honest, not then, but every moment, including now."

Ming Guang supported the sofa with both hands, and Su Mi Le curled up under him, a small ball, with innocent eyes and blushing cheeks, as agile as a deer in the forest, the more he looked at it, the cuter he was, he couldn't help thinking kiss.

"I, I'm going to take a shower!" Su Mile slipped under his shoulders, got into the bathroom as if fleeing, and slammed the door.

The heart was beating too fast and I couldn't calm down for a long time, so I had to turn on the shower head to the maximum value and drip water on my face to wake up a little bit.

After taking a shower, I went to the shelf to get bath towels, but found nothing. I was in a hurry to enter the bathroom, and I didn't bring a change of clothes. The bath towels were left to dry on the balcony yesterday, so I didn't bring them in.

She cleared her throat and tentatively called, "Ming Guang, can you help me go to the balcony and get the towel?"

After a while, there was a knock on the bathroom door. Su Mile opened a gap, reached out the door, took the towel inside, and said thank you by the way.

Just about to close the door, it was pulled by a force behind it, and then Ming Guang's magnetic voice sounded: "Is there no reward?"

Subconsciously, Su Mile quickly wrapped her body with a bath towel: "I said thank you!"

"I want to wash too."

"Wait until I finish washing."

"Wash together."

"No !!!!"

"You have a window in the bathroom. If the Painted Skin Demon comes in and takes you away, I can't save you."

"Come on! I shut the bathroom window tightly."

After a long stalemate, they finally closed the bathroom door.

Su Mile breathed a sigh of relief, and found that there were shampoo bubbles on the back of her head that had not been rinsed off, so she took off the bath towel and started washing.

From the corner of her eye, she looked at the window from time to time. The shower curtain covered the night outside the window, but she could still vaguely hear the rustling sound outside the window.

Then the rustling turned into a violent crash, which made her scream in shock.

"What's wrong?" Mingguang asked.

"There is really something outside the window!"

"I'll come in and take a look."

Su Mile hurriedly put on the bath towel again, this time the door was opened quickly, after all, privacy in the face of life and death has become a trivial matter.

Ming Guang raised the shower curtain, opened the window, looked out the window, and turned to look at Su Mile, who was still in shock.

"It's okay, a few ignorant little bats, I've already chased them away."

"." Su Mile stood there speechless, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like someone did it on purpose.

"Let's wash it, I'll go out." Ming Guang pretended to be quite slippery.

"Wait. I'm afraid..." Su Mile turned her head away from him, and said awkwardly: "Let's go together, anyway, it's not like you haven't seen it."

Thinking of being thrown and caught by Mingguang from a height of [-] meters before, plus the scene where bath towels were scattered, her face flushed red, like a ripe tomato.

"Okay." Ming Guang's treachery succeeded, and he was obviously celebrating with gongs and drums in his heart, but he pretended to be calm, as if emphasizing that it was Su Mile's own initiative, and he did not force it.

After taking off the coat, the curves of the figure full of luminous tension are particularly exciting in the steam of the bathroom.

Su Mile's mind went blank, she didn't know who I was, where I was, or what I was doing, but Ming Guang took her stiff hand and slowly hugged her into his arms.

The icy and cool breath surrounded her like a silver dragon, but it couldn't dispel the inexplicable heat in her heart. She felt hit by an electric current, and her whole body was numb and powerless.

"I'll help you wash."

Ming Guang whispered in her ear, and put her muscular hands on the end of her hair, allowing the water to pour down slowly, and the fine bubbles rushed down, which were instantly absorbed by the towel wrapped around her body.

"Are you sure you don't want to take this thing off?" Ming Guang wrapped his hands around her waist, letting her back firmly stick to his chest.

"No!" Su Mile clutched the towel tightly, which was her last line of defense.

"Then don't move around, or I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

Ming Guang's voice gradually became hoarse, and the raging beast in his body might swallow the little guy in his arms at any time.

Su Mile also truly felt the "danger" behind her, and the undulating muscles were attached to her like a suction cup, greedily absorbing her breath.

At least wait until the day of marriage, she thought, only by becoming Ming Guang's wife in a legitimate way can she give herself unreservedly.

This is definitely the most dreadful bath Su Mile has ever taken in his lifetime. The whole process was as stiff as a rock, and he had to be careful even when breathing.