pussy is bad

Chapter 6

At this point in my mind, I hesitated and dared not go out.

"I said it, didn't you hear?" Its cold voice came from outside the door.

I trembled, and although I was reluctant, I could only walk out.

But it was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a plate of fruit on the table in front of it.

"Peel me an apple." It looked at me and said.

I was stunned again, it let me cook, let me take a bath, and now let me peel apples for it, dare it treat me as its maid?

Of course, peeling an apple is not a big deal, so after a brief moment of daze, I walked over, sat on the sofa next to it and peeled an apple.

Inexplicably, when I was cutting it, it stared straight at me, and inexplicably, the short-lived warmth in the eyes of the previous meal appeared in the eyes, which made me slow down, but it cut on my own finger. I threw away the knife and the apple with a sound of pain, and immediately pinched my bleeding fingers.

"what happened?"

It came close to me, grabbed my injured hand and looked at it.

"So careless."

As he spoke, he took his bleeding finger into his mouth.

I trembled slightly, I didn't expect it to care about me?
It didn't let go of my hand until the bleeding stopped, then got up and went into a room.

Not long after, it came out with a Band-Aid in my hand, and I sat next to it and carefully pasted it on.

"Okay, cut another one." It looked at me and said.

"Oh."

I responded, picked up the knife and wiped it with the toilet paper on the table, and peeled another apple again.

It watched quietly from the side during the whole process, even a little dazed, not knowing what it was thinking.

When it was finished, I handed the apple in front of it: "Here, here."

Only then did it come to its senses, took the apple and took a big bite, the warmth in its eyes grew stronger.

This makes me a little puzzled, isn't it just an apple, how can it still be moved?
But as soon as the apple was eaten, the warmth in its eyes was replaced by indifference.

Then it stood up and looked at me coldly.

I panicked, is it finally going to do that kind of thing to me?
But it said: "There are many rooms here, find a place to sleep by yourself, tomorrow, you still have work to do."

After he finished speaking, he walked into a room.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I felt a little lost, I didn't expect that I was thinking too much, it didn't want to do that kind of thing to me tonight.

But it was obviously so hot last night, and those erotic dreams every night before may be true, that is to say, it would do that to me every night, why tonight...

Is it pretending?

Ahhhh, what am I thinking, it's a ghost.

I shook my head heavily, clearing out those messy thoughts, and then thought of the work it said.

What is meant?
I don't think it will be a good thing.

But I didn't dare to ask, I just looked at the living room door in a strange way.

Now that it's gone to rest, doesn't that mean I have a chance to escape?

I looked into its room, and after making sure it wouldn't come out suddenly, I walked carefully to the living room door and pulled the doorknob, but... just like before, it couldn't be opened.

I was a little disappointed, and I didn't know that the male ghost had tampered with the door and couldn't open it.

I had to push open a door.

This is a bedroom, and there is nothing but a bed and a bedside table.

Although I was apprehensive, I had to keep my spirits up, otherwise I would not have the strength to escape when there was a chance to escape, so I lay down on the bed and fell asleep after closing the door.

When I was drowsily asleep, a knock on the door woke me up. The biological clock that had been working for a long time told me that it was no later than eight o'clock in the morning.Of course, it could only be this male ghost who knocked on the door, and I don't know how it found the room I was in.Of course, when I went back to my hometown last night, it was able to find it accurately. Now that the distance is so close, it is not surprising that it can find it.

But what I am surprised is that it is daytime now, how can it appear? Isn't it impossible for ghosts to appear during the daytime, otherwise it would not have retreated in a hurry when it was almost dawn the night before.

"Come out." Its indifferent voice sounded outside the door.

I didn't dare to hesitate, and hurried to open the door, but at this moment I suddenly felt a little cold on my body, looked down, and found that the bath towel wrapped around my body last night had fallen on the bed, and now I was naked, completely gone.

And it stood in front of the door, looking straight at my body.

I screamed, closed the door abruptly, quickly took off the bath towel on the bed and wrapped it up, and then opened the door again. When I saw it at the door, my face was a little hot. Could it mistake me for giving it to me on purpose? What does it look like?
So sad.

"Brush your teeth and wash your face. I'll take you somewhere later." It looked at me coldly and said.

I froze for a moment and asked, "Where are you going?"

It frowned, showing that it was impatient with my question, which made my heart tremble. I didn't dare to ask any more questions, so I hurried to find the bathroom, found the toiletries in it, and started the process of brushing my teeth and washing my face.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I found that it was wearing a white coat and a pair of white gloves. It was so handsome to a new height.

Too bad it's a ghost.I couldn't help but sighed in my heart.

"Change your clothes." It pointed to the sofa next to it.

But there is a pair of women's jeans, a woman's shirt, and a woman's underwear on the sofa.

I don't know where it came from, but Nene even prepared it. Could it be a ghost with a quirk of collecting women's products?
"Why are you still standing there?" it urged.

I immediately came back to my senses, quickly grabbed my underwear and ran into the bathroom to change.

Then it took me out of the living room and into the hallway outside.

I'm a little ready to move, this is a good time for me to observe the outside environment, so that I can find a chance to escape later.

Just as he was thinking about this, a faint yellow light suddenly appeared in front of the dark corridor. Looking along the light, he could vaguely see a place similar to a crossroad not far ahead, except for the corridor in front of him. The center branched out into three corridors in the other three directions, and on the ceiling at this intersection was an incandescent lamp emitting a dim light.

The male ghost led me directly into the corridor on the right, and a door appeared in front of me not long after. When the male ghost pushed the door open, a burst of white light shone from the door, and a putrid smell gushed out, smoky. I almost threw up on the spot.

"Come in." The male ghost stepped into the door and urged.

I followed in and found that it was a large room, with several push beds in one corner, covered with white shrouds, which clearly indicated that these were several corpses!
What's even more frightening is that there are skins hanging on one wall. At first glance, I didn't know what kind of skin it was, but when I saw the shapes of these leather hands, feet, and faces, I realized that they were all human skin!

"Your job is to clean these human skins." The male ghost's indifferent voice sounded abruptly.

(End of this chapter)