Although he tried hard to resist, he was still ruthlessly crushed in the end.
A red bed curtain hangs on the red mattress, and red silk threads surround it, creating a very strange and visually impactful picture.
Huo Ziliang was lying on the bed, looking at Sang Luo with a look of resentment and vigilance, like a fish lying on the chopping board and being slaughtered.
If he couldn't act too cowardly, he would just say: "Don't come over."
Seeing Sang Luo approaching step by step and finally sitting on the bedside of his bed, Huo Ziliang still felt his heartbeat speeding up a little in the frightened bedside.
There's nothing I can do about it. The beauty is in front of me, especially at such a close distance. It's a problem if I don't feel moved.
He felt a little shy in his heart, and said sorry to his good buddy in his heart.
Sang Luo had no idea what the person on the bed was thinking, so she placed the talismans on the four corners of the bed. Then under Huo Ziliang's strange gaze, another talisman was affixed to his limbs and forehead.
With his body covered with talismans, Huo Ziliang struggled for a moment, only to feel a cold feeling flowing into his body along his blood.
He looked at Sang Luo with some confusion: "Sang, what are you doing?"
San Luo didn't answer, just smiled at him: "You will know in a while."
Unknown to everyone, the barrage on the live broadcast room had already exploded.
[Did I enter the wrong channel? Is this something I can watch if I'm underage? 】
[The minors upstairs can go out. This is a fun show. Minors are prohibited from viewing. 】
[No, I want to take another look. This is much more exciting than a fantasy show. 】
【What is this? Is there a house manager to take care of it? Should it be closed? 】
[Brother Huozi, what are you doing today? Is it because I don’t even care about my own reputation? 】
The barrage became noisy. There are those who support it, those who oppose it, and there are also spectators who are watching.
Soon, Sang Luo stood up. She looked down at Huo Ziliang and waved her hand in front of his eyes.
Huo Ziliang felt that his whole body suddenly became cold, as if he was lying on the bottom of the sea. His body was so heavy that he didn't even have the strength to move.
If the person in front of him wasn't a familiar classmate, he would have thought someone wanted to give him to Shen Tang. He struggled hard, and just when he was about to ask what happened, a wave of sleepiness came over him, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Initially awakened by the sound of movement outside the door, Huo Ziliang opened his eyes suddenly and found that his limbs were starting to move again. But the surrounding scenery has all changed.
The dark and strange room was no longer in front of us. The window was bright and the mirror was bright, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. The sunshine was just right, and the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance of flowers, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Huo Ziliang was only surprised for a second when he saw Sang Luo walking in with a bowl of rice.
"Did you feel anything when you woke up?"
"Sang Luo?" Huo Ziliang raised his head in confusion, "Why did I sleep here?"
He had a vague feeling that he was lying on a red bed, surrounded by blood-red patches, but when he woke up it was already a warm afternoon.
"You fell asleep last night, maybe you drank too much." Sang Luo replied.
Huo Zi had doubts in his conscience, but he felt comfortable all over and had an inexhaustible energy. I haven't felt this way for a long time. It's like I've experienced a massage. I feel comfortable everywhere.
The smile on Sang Luo's face remained unchanged, and there was a bit of tenderness in his eyes: "You have slept today. I have asked the teacher for leave. You can catch up on your sleep here."
After saying that, she picked up another bowl of porridge and handed it to Huo Ziliang, her eyes almost watering with disgust.
"After sleeping for so long, do you feel a little hungry? Let's eat some porridge first to cushion your stomach."
The porridge in front of me contains red minced meat and exudes a sweet taste. Just a simple smell can make people move their index fingers and feel like the gluttons in their stomachs are being aroused.
Huo Ziliang's throat rolled and he swallowed, feeling the urge to swallow the entire bowl.
The little girl in front of him was still holding the porridge. How could Huo Ziliang have the nerve to let him serve him? He quickly got out of bed and took the porridge.
"Thank you, you don't have to be busy, I can just do it myself."
He was just about to scoop out the porridge when he put the spoon in, but stopped again. Huo Ziliang asked: "Where is Qian Fei? Why didn't I see him?"
Sang Luo looked away from the meat porridge, seeming a little regretful.
She thought for a while and said with a smile: "He woke up early and went to school."
"Then you... take care of me here?" Huo Ziliang was a little embarrassed.
Sang Luo paused for a moment and said in a very soft, low voice with a bit of shyness: "Yeah, I'm more worried about you."
She took a step forward with a slight blush on her face, which made her already charming face even more beautiful.
The red lips parted slightly, and the sound hit Huo Ziliang's chest bit by bit like falling rain.
"I've liked you for a long time, are you willing to accept me?"
As the face gradually came closer, Huo Ziliang's eyes gradually became blurred. He couldn't help but reach out his hand and get close to the white cheek.
The distance between the two is getting closer...
With the sound of "bang——", Huo Ziliang jumped to the door like a rabbit, and kept twisting the door handle. Who would have expected that the door was actually locked from behind, and he didn't know what the means was, but he was actually locked from behind. The door is locked.
A sense of despair arose in Huo Zi's conscience. He turned around like a scared puppy and said with a stern expression: "Who are you? Why are you locking me here?!"
There was a groan from behind, and the woman stood up holding her head, her eyes full of malice.
At that second, when the ambiguity between the two reached its peak, Huo Ziliang grabbed the lamp on the bedside table with his other hand and smashed it towards her head.
Although there will be no fatal wounds, in order to completely restore the real scene, she also condensed the entity. She was hit in the head like this and it hurt a lot, okay? !
The woman's red lips curled up, and her eyes were filled with a vicious smile: "It doesn't matter who I am, you have long been in my possession and you can't run away."
"You were lucky enough to escape last time. This time, let me see how you can run away."
It's a standard villain tone.
It should be very easy for an adult man to resist a woman, but the woman in front of him is very strange. Her strength is amazing. It can be said that three standard burly men cannot shake her at all, let alone a rich man who has not exercised much all year round. The second generation.
Seeing that the sharp nails were about to cut her throat, Huo Ziliang shouted loudly and kicked with all his strength, hitting the woman's softest abdomen.
The woman's movements stopped for a second. Taking advantage of this opportunity to let go, Huo Ziliang rolled to the side and shrank to the farthest corner of the wall.
He was not very strong, but he was good at eating, drinking, having fun and being naughty. He was as flexible as a monkey, and he quickly dodged several attacks from women.
I don’t know if it’s because she’s lucky or because she’s deliberately playing cat and mouse, but the woman is always at ease, as if she’s enjoying the pleasure of watching the prey struggling to survive in her hands.
Until the end, Huo Ziliang was trembling against the door, looking at the woman in front of him with despair.
"Who are you? At least don't let me die in peace, right?"
The woman's red lips formed a ferocious smile, making that pretty face look even more sinister and creepy: "You will understand when we truly become one."
After she finished speaking, she accelerated and rushed in the direction of Huo Ziliang. Her hands were in the shape of curved fingers, and her sharp nails glowed with silver in the air.
This is the opportunity!
Huo Ziliang secretly encouraged himself and jumped to the side with the fastest reaction speed in his life. However, the woman did not expect such a turn of events. She didn't have time to brake, and she hit the door panel.
The door panel was overwhelmed and shattered.
Huo Zi's conscience tightened: This is the time to fight for life and death.
He planned to slip through the crack in the door while the woman was knocked unconscious, but before he could make a move, a gust of wind passed through the hall, and the yellow talisman was stuck to the woman's forehead, and she seemed to be frozen. He was frozen in place and unable to move.
"Sorry, I'm late." A clear but a bit cold female voice sounded. Although he was apologizing, there was no hint of trouble at all.
Huo Ziliang looked at the person in front of him and almost lost his breath.
He couldn't help but curse: "No, you're still here?! I don't have enough lives to share with you."
"You ugly monster, let me tell you, even if I die, I will never get along with you."
Sang Luo held a talisman between his fingers and looked at him with a half-smile: "Classmate Huo, it seems that you are not sober enough. Do you need me to help you?"
Huo Ziliang's whole body shivered and he immediately shut up. He recognized this poisonous-tongued beauty, she was not easy to mess with, not easy to mess with.
"I'm sorry, I was too scared just now."
Sang Luo's eyes swept around the room, and he saw the bed with the sheets and quilts in a mess, the overturned bedside table, the opened wardrobe, and some unspeakable things scattered on the floor. Then he saw that the woman was about to cover herself up. She has a graceful figure and a subtle look in her eyes.
She tilted her head: "Am I disturbing you?"
She had heard that some hard-nosed people like such sinister beauties and like to spend the night with excitement. Although it sounds like the same thing, it is still incredible to see it.
Seeing Sang Luo's gaze, Huo Ziliang's face turned red at first, and he didn't know whether he was angry or shy.
"That's not the case, it was she who molested me!" Huo Ziliang pointed at the woman and saw that she was frozen in place, motionless, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Who...is she?"
"Her? I guess she can't be called a human being," Sang Luo said in a calm tone, without any awareness of telling a terrifying truth, "You also said hello to her at night, drank together, and talked to the moon, didn't you? "
There was a roar——
It is the voice of a worldview that is subverted and reshaped.
