After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

The man's eyes swayed slightly, and he quickly changed his position and kissed the girl's lips.

Nanhuang's hands were on his shoulders. Her back was against the wall, her legs were hooked around his waist, and her hands were on his shoulders. One of his hands that was originally supporting her protected the back of her head, while the other big hand reached into the girl's sweatshirt and pinched her small waist.

She could only rely on her own strength to keep herself from falling.

Underneath the large sweatshirt, one can’t help but grasp her small waist. The man's rough hands gently rubbed her, and Nanhuang could only stare at him.

In the man's dark eyes, red threads trembled slightly. He narrowed his eyes and kissed her again.

This time, Nanhuang forgot to resist, and all the extra strength was used to support himself.

After a while, the man took away all the girl's breath before he finally let her go.

He held her up again to give her time to adjust her breathing. She put her hands on his shoulders, her cheeks already flushed.

"You know you're wrong?" he asked.

Nanhuang calmed down and nodded slightly consciously.

"What's wrong?" The man's lips came close to hers, and his warm breath sprayed on her tender skin, and he asked softly.

Nanhuang's lips were red and swollen, and she whispered: "I shouldn't hide from you that I am Huangtian..."

Before she finished speaking, the girl bit her lips again, twisting them gently, heavily, and hard.

Separating slightly, Nanhuang's face was rosy and she calmed her breathing again.

"Give you another chance, what did you do wrong?!"

Was she wrong in her answer?

"Huh?" His face was so close that Nanhuang's head had already touched the wall, but she felt that his lips were only a few millimeters away from hers. If he moved a little closer, he could kiss her again.

This suffocating distance made her heart beat wildly.

"I……"

The girl's mind was spinning rapidly.

What's wrong? Isn't it wrong for her to wear a vest? What's wrong with that?

"Shouldn't I... tease you?" Nanhuang answered hesitantly.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he pecked her red and swollen lips. Then he said: "Last chance, what went wrong?"

"Isn't that right?" Nanhuang looked at him pitifully with misty eyes.

The man's dark eyes narrowed slightly.

Nanhuang could only purse his lips and think again.

"Shouldn't I...shouldn't I be running around on uncomfortable days? Shouldn't I sprain my feet...?" Nanhuang asked thoughtfully.

The man snorted softly. He rubbed his lips that were red and swollen from his kiss. "She still has some brains."

"..."

He sighed softly, and carried the woman who had been softened by his kiss to the edge of the bed. After helping her sit up, he knelt down and carefully put on her shoes and socks.

"Let me tie the corset for you." The man raised his eyes and said.

Nanhuang shook his head in panic: "No! This... I'd better do it myself."

"Then tie it up so tightly?" Rong Wuye asked.

Nanhuang said quickly: "I won't tie it so tightly! Anyway, the sweater is very loose."

Rong Wuye looked at her directly for a while, then nodded: "After you tie it, I will check it for you. If it fails the inspection, I will tie it again for you."

When Nanhuang saw Rong Wuye finally turned around, she secretly stuck out her tongue.

So tight.

Parents!

Nanhuang tidied herself up, put her hair back into the hat, put on her mask, and put all her clothes in order before she asked Rong Wuye to look back.

After Rong Wuye turned around, he put his hands on her shoulders, pushed her to the wall again, and then raised her arms. He picked up her sweatshirt and looked straight at her straps.

"Rong Feng!"

The man squinted his eyes to check, put his fingers in to check the tightness, and then put down his clothes.

Nanhuang felt that the base of his ears was frighteningly hot.

"Barely qualified." Rong Wuye said.

He was clearly taking advantage of her.

Nanhuang snorted lightly, and then asked: "You haven't told me yet, why are you so familiar with this place?"

Rong Wuye slowly looked around, and then said: "I lived here for three months when I was a child. How can I not be familiar with it?"

"..." Nanhuang looked at him in surprise.

"Surprised? This is where I lived when I was a child." Rong Wuye raised the corners of his lips, "If you and the Mo brothers break into this place, there is absolutely no safety in following me."

Nanhuang thought of the clothes he saw in the closet before and asked, "How old were you when you came here?"

"About six years old." Rong Wuye said, "I came here when I was six years old. It took me three months to solve all the mechanisms required by the teacher and then I left."

Nanhuang asked in surprise: "Have you finished untying it?"

"No. You think too highly of me. Besides, the teacher at the deepest level has no request and wants to leave this hellish place as soon as possible. There is no solution."

At the age of six, he was in the Mo family's organ warehouse, solving the Mo family's organs? ?

What kind of life did Rong Feng live like when she was a child? ?

Rong Wuye saw that Nanhuang looked wrong, lowered his head and whispered: "Are you feeling sorry for me?"

Nanhuang looked up and searched for his past in his eyebrows.

She had always felt that her past was very difficult, but now it seemed that his past was no easier than hers.

As soon as Nanhuang was about to get off the ground and walk, the man directly carried him on his back.

Nanhuang was startled, and Rong Wuye said sternly: "Have you forgotten what I just told you? Lie on your back before your feet are healed, and be calm!"

Nanhuang, who was angry again, curled her lips around him and leaned her head on his shoulder.

Seeing that this man was not easy to coax, she reluctantly listened to his words.

…

Rong Wuye patted a certain part of the wall regularly. The stone door of this room opened. Nanhuang saw that the mechanism separating the two halves outside was still there, but the Mo brothers were no longer there.

Judging from the traces on the scene, the Mo brothers should have tried to crack the mechanism, but failed, so they could only move on.

Seeing Nanhuang's confusion, Master Rong Wu explained: "This room was originally the refuge left by the mechanic here for himself, so the isolation is one-way. We can open and close this space here, but not the other side. "

"I see."

Rong Wuye carried Nanhuang on his back and arrived at a place. He stretched out his hand and patted the wall regularly several times again. The ground rumbled and the steel pillars were lifted up one by one.

"Little one, why did you come to the Mo family's organ warehouse specially?" Rong Wuye asked.

Nanhuang lowered his eyes, and the atmosphere became slightly dark.

"Don't tell me yet, let me take a guess." Rong Wuye said.

"The Mo family's bureau is not a very safe place for you. You came to the Mo family specifically. You must have a reason to come here." The man walked slowly while carrying her on his back.

"The most important thing for you now is the death of Uncle Nan and Aunt Nan, and the death of your brother. So, is the Mo family related to these two things?"