His lifespan is over, so he kisses Bai Wuchang at the beginning

A woman who looked like a young woman stood there, with a beautiful appearance and a somewhat mature charm.

The whole body is naked, and the skin is a little blue.

The figure can only be said to be not bad, relatively plump.

"Yeah~ and"

Like a person who was suffocated in the water, Zhang Hong suddenly stuck his head out of the water and groaned happily.

I felt very relaxed all over my body, as if I had taken off the shackles of ten thousand catties.

She just stood in front of Yue Bing and stretched comfortably.

Yue Bing looked up and down and nodded in praise.

The rabbit is quite naughty, even jumping up and down.

PS: Ask for flowers, ask for monthly tickets, ask for rewards, ask for evaluation tickets.

Chapter 164 A Taste of Zhongyi (asking for flowers, asking for a monthly ticket)

Zhang Hong did not expect that Yue Bing would break the shackles that had trapped her for two years with just a little hand.

She also didn't expect that her clothes would become powder along with the shackles.

I just felt extremely comfortable all over my body, and felt that the pores all over my body were opened.

This feeling is even more exciting than going on a high-speed trip.

When she came back to her senses, she found Yue Bing was looking at her seriously.

Zhang Hong was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was now Guang 66.

I wanted to raise my hand to protect my vitals, but after thinking about it, she gave up again.

On the contrary, he was generous and magnanimous, with his arms folded in front of his body, so that his capital was gathered together.

With a frivolous expression, he almost walked over and put Yue Bing's shoulders on his shoulders and said, "Here come brother, are you ready?"

"Ahem, Miss Zhang, you'd better keep your clothes on so you don't catch a cold."

This is what Zhong Yi said.

She was not happy with Zhang Hong's coquettish seduction of Yue Bing. She didn't blame Yue Bing for watching, but Zhang Hong for showing him.

"It's okay, ghosts won't catch a cold."

Zhang Hong glanced at Zhong Yi, then shook her body intentionally or unintentionally.

"you......"

Zhong Yi's little face flushed red from her provocative action.

What's there to be proud of, my 350 Zhong Miss is much prettier than yours.

Not only are you soft, but the peak is also pitch black.

Zhong Yi was so angry that she couldn't help showing her what pink is!

Glaring at Yue Bing, he gritted his teeth and snorted.

Yue Bing frowned suddenly, walked to a side cabinet, took out a bathrobe and threw it to Zhang Hong.

"Put it on, she said you will catch a cold and you will catch a cold."

General, can only be said to be general.

The capital is not as high as Li Huilan's, her legs are not as long as Wang Xiaoya's, and she still has a little fat on her belly, which is completely incomparable to Mulan's abdominal muscles.

So nothing fancy!

Zhong Yi nodded in satisfaction, that's right.

Yue Bing was able to follow her words and help her save face, which made Zhong Yi feel a little proud.

Zhang Hong took the bathrobe and glanced at Yue Bing, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"It's one o'clock now, you better hurry up."

Yue Bing sat back on the chair, looked at Zhang Hong who was wearing a bathrobe and said.

Zhang Hong glanced at him faintly, with a smile on her lips: "Don't worry, I said there's still enough time. Maybe you won't be finished by the time I come back."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhong Yi understood (cbef) what she meant, and her little face blushed instantly.

Zhang Hong giggled: "Oh, why are you so shy, you don't know, he was nervous about you when he was in the illusion."

"Illusion? What illusion?"

This is Zhongyi who has heard the illusion more than once today, so what kind of fake clock is real Zhongyi?

I'm afraid it's all what happened in the so-called illusion.

Originally, she was just curious, but now she heard what Zhang Hong said, and she immediately became interested.

What happened in the illusion, and why Yue Bing was nervous about her.

"Hehe, I just want to know if you can ask him or not. I have to rush to work, so I won't bother you young couple!"

Zhang Hong was very thoughtful, and dragged the hotel manager out like a dead pig before leaving.

In an instant, there were only the two of them left in the room.

Zhong Yi blinked and tilted her head to look at Yue Bing.

"Can you...can you tell me something about the illusion?"

She really wanted to know why Yue Bing was nervous about her in the illusion.

Yue Bing was sending a message with his mobile phone used to communicate with the underworld, when he heard this, he stopped his movements.

"Actually... something happened too, it's just some hallucinations."

"Then why is there me in the hallucination?"

Zhong Yi put the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, tilted her head and asked.

Yue Bing moved his chair, put his hands on his lap and looked at the beauty in front of him.

"I really want to know?"

Zhong Yi pursed her lips and nodded with a smile: "I think so!"

"Okay, then I'll tell you."

Anyway, being idle is idle, so I just talked to her to pass the time.

The illusion is not fabricated out of thin air, the scene where Zhong Yi came to him happened both in the illusion and in reality.

It's like thinking day by day and dreaming at night.

Yue Bing told Zhong Yi everything he saw from the moment he entered the door.

The scene where those people committed suicide in the room was described in detail.

He knew that Zhong Yi was timid, and listening to these things was tantamount to listening to horror stories for her.

Especially now that we are still at the crime scene.

Yue Bing's expressive description made Zhong Yi's hair stand on end, and he was already curled up on the chair with his legs crossed, but he could still feel the coolness on the jade back.

Yue Bing stopped and looked at Zhong Yi whose face was pale with fright.

Zhong Yi has shrunk to the innermost side of the chair, her white and tender feet resting on the seat of the chair, hugging her knees tightly.

He shrugged his shoulders and frowned, like a frightened deer.

Yue Bing smacked his lips, you are really good at cooking and love to play.

Afraid of becoming like this, I still insist on listening.

He moved his gaze, and suddenly pointed to the chair Zhongyi was sitting on: "The chair you are sitting on is the one that that man stepped on when he hanged himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Yi screamed and jumped off the chair and jumped to his side as if he had been pierced by a nail in the buttocks.

"Ah! Don't scare me, I... I didn't mean to sit in that chair."

Yue Bing stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit in his arms.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Zhong Yi was so frightened that she was still in shock, and she didn't care whether the two people's postures were ambiguous now.

Sitting on his lap, his body was still shaking.

Yue Bing hugged the beauty in his arms and grinned, don't say it, although this method is a bit shameless.

But Miss Zhong's body is really soft.

"Stop talking about this, skip, skip, and talk about how I appeared later."

What Zhong Yi wanted to hear most was this, not how much blood those people shed when they died, or how many strokes they took when they hanged themselves.

Yue Bing nodded. Anyway, he was already scared into his arms, so it doesn't matter what he says now.

So he hugged the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, and began to talk about the following things.

After half an hour of rambling and talking, I finally finished talking about the things in the illusion.

Zhong Yi's face turned pale when she listened to the first half, and her face turned red when she listened to the second half.

She lowered her head and asked weakly: "I really...really say I like you inside?"

Yue Bing pursed his lips: "I should have said it. The atmosphere was too tense at the time, so I didn't hear clearly."

Zhong Yi watched him bit his lip, his eyelashes trembled slightly, unable to hide his nervousness.

She asked shyly, "Then do you want to...listen to it again?"

Yue Bing froze for a moment, then said seriously: "I'm afraid I still can't hear clearly."

Zhong Yi frowned suspiciously. It wasn't noisy here, so why couldn't he hear clearly?

Yue Bing put one hand on her slender jade legs, and held her slender waist with the other.

The arm on her waist exerted a slight force and hugged Zhong Yi's entire body.

"Since you can't hear clearly, why don't you let me taste it!".

Chapter 165 Sure enough, it's sweet and moist (ask for flowers, ask for a monthly ticket)

Zhong Yi's eyes widened, looking at the face that was getting closer and closer to her.

Subconsciously wanted to push him away, but the hand on his chest couldn't make any effort.

I can only watch helplessly as the image of myself in a daze is reflected in the other person's eyes.

Immediately, the cherry-like mouth felt hot.

A hot current swept through her body immediately, taking away all the strength in her body, and she fell down limply.

After a long time, Yue Bing let go.

He couldn't help but licked his tongue, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Miss Zhong is really sweet!

Zhong Yi was limp in his arms like a puddle of mud, her face was drunk red, and the corners of her eyes were spring, she leaned against him and wriggled constantly.

Yue Bing is stupid!

No way?so sensitive?

Looking at Zhong Yi, who seemed to be suffocated by the fish with her small mouth slightly open, Yue Bing lowered his head and bit her bright red lips again.

After a long time, Yue Bing let go again.

Leaning into Zhong Yi's ear, who was intoxicated, she whispered, "Xiao Yi, can you loosen your legs, your hand is about to be cut off!"