Boss Gao drove the BMW carefully, as if he had just come out of a construction site and met a model-like girl. He wanted to unleash his passion unscrupulously, but he was afraid that the movements would be too large and would be unbearable. That feeling
It's quite contradictory.
Xiang Que rubbed his tired face and said anxiously like a wolf dog: "Listen carefully, if we can drive to your house at night, the car will be yours. If we can't drive, I will let someone drive it away. These two
Can you understand this condition thoroughly?"
Boss Gao blinked his eyes, and after using his negligible IQ to understand for a while, there was a roar from the BMW's engine: "Just see if I can step on the accelerator into the fuel tank, and that's it."
At 7:30 in the evening, the dusty BMW drove into Boss Gao's home.
Boss Gao leaned on the steering wheel and said with gleaming eyes: "Does it feel like flying?"
"Ah, you are quite capable"
"What about this car..." Boss Gao asked with great admiration.
"Let's play with it"
"Bang Dang" Xiang Que got out of the car and closed the door, and a yellow man jumped over. He said directly: "I will go to the back mountain with you to deal with the solitary grave, and we will do it tonight."
Xiang Que wanted to cut off the mess quickly. He dealt with the female ghost in the lonely grave tonight and left for Huangpao Mountain early tomorrow morning to avoid Ye Changmengduo being bumped into by the Xuner girl, so he quickly agreed to the agreement with Mr. Huang.
The solution is clear.
This time, Xiang Que and Mr. Huang took advantage of the darkness to go to the back mountain with a weasel.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the cold wind blew outside the solitary grave, but there was not a single ghost.
"Huh..." Xiang Que took a breath, feeling a little inexplicably irritable.
Who would have thought that after traveling all the way to the Northeast, he would almost bump into that girl Xun'er. Even if he wanted to avoid it, he would have no time to avoid it, and he would even deliver the goods to his door.
Xiang Que felt that as soon as he showed up and the other party saw that he was still alive, he would definitely think that the old man's holy book was in his hands. This ***, you have to bear the blame even if you don't. It's completely unclear to explain.
, what a *** injustice you say.
"Pah!" Xiang Que squatted in the snow and lit a cigarette. Mr. Huang San was lying at his feet like an old dog.
At this time, little flickering dim lights suddenly appeared in the distant woods, trembling and trembling.
Two teams of young men walked over carrying lanterns. The large sedan chair was carried by the bearers. The team was silent, leaving no trace on the snow under their feet.
"Giggle, giggle, giggle..." The clear laughter came from the sedan again.
"There are thousands of willow trees in the spring breeze, the six hundred million Chinese land is full of Shun Yao, the red rain turns into waves at will, and the green mountains turn into bridges intentionally." Da Qingyi's voice is clear and ethereal, and the ups and downs of the tune linger in the silent woods.
Xiang Que pinched his cigarette butt and stood up. He was quite surprised. Miss Xun'er was a descendant of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and so was this Qingyi man. But how could she become an actress at this time?
"Wow!" The advancing team stopped not far from the solitary grave. The young man holding the lantern slowly circled around the sedan. The curtain of the sedan was opened, revealing a pale face with two rouges of blush.
The big bright red lips are very conspicuous.
"Plop!" After Da Qingyi came out, a figure fell out of the sedan and fell on the snow. It was a young man in his twenties who was wearing ordinary clothes. His eyes were empty and blurred.
"Kick, knock, knock," Da Qingyi knelt down, stretched out a white hand to caress the young man's face, and said in that greasy voice: "Husband, you really want to kill me."
The young man was drooling and looked at Da Qingyi with blurred eyes, smiling stupidly. He put one hand around the other person's slim waist and pulled him into his arms.
"Kekeke,kekeke" Da Qingyi pushed him gently, blew into his ear and said: "Husband, you are so bad, you are so impatient."
"Hoo ho, ho ho" the young man gasped, his face flushed, and his hands were groping randomly on the other person's body. The big man in green clothes did not dodge and let him do whatever he wanted, but a finger was on his chest and heart.
He drew circles back and forth, his long nails were extremely sharp, and he cut open his clothes in one stroke, exposing his naked chest.
The young man was completely unaware, panting rapidly, his lips caressing and kissing her face back and forth.
"Shua" Da Qingyi's nails stopped on the young man's heart, and then with a little force, a stream of blood flowed out. She put her head on his chest, stuck out her bright red tongue and licked it gently.
A sudden flow of blood.
The young man groaned comfortably and seemed to enjoy it very much. Da Qingyi raised a pale face and chuckled: "Husband, you really treat me well."
"Okay, okay, okay." The young man nodded repeatedly and took off her clothes with both hands, but there was no flesh and blood inside, only a skeleton and a beating red heart.
"If you treat the slave family really well, then if the slave family wants your heart, will you be willing to give it to me?"
"Give, give, give" the young man nodded blankly.
"My husband really loves my slave." Da Qingyi suddenly put his two fingers together and thrust them straight into the other person's heart.
"Whoa!" Xiang Que, who was not far away, suddenly raised his hand, then shook it and pulled it towards him. The young man who was entangled with Da Qingyi was suddenly pulled over.
"Plop", the opponent fell at his feet. Xiang Que raised his hand and slashed his neck with a knife.
This man has been obsessed with his mind. If Xiang Que hadn't come here tonight, the heart that had gradually lost its luster in Da Qingyi's chest would have been replaced by his.
Xiang Que narrowed his eyes and said, "I was still your husband the day before yesterday. Why have you changed your mind and fallen in love with someone else today? Why are you so heartless?"
Da Qingyi stood up, turned her neck stiffly, and floated over with a "whoosh": "Giggle, giggle, it turns out it's you, my little enemy."
"It's quite sad that you, a descendant of the Manchu royal family, ended up like this. I'll give you a ride and let you leave safely," Xiang Que said.
"Husband, don't you want the slave family anymore?" Da Qingyi said sadly.
"Hey, can you speak nicely?" Xiang Que held a piece of talisman paper between his fingers and shook it, and a string of talismans suddenly appeared on it: "Dust returns to dust, dust returns to earth, and all wronged souls are gone... Taishang Laojun
Hurry like a law"
"Shua" the talisman paper floated out and printed towards Da Qingyi.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck." Da Qingyi's floating body suddenly rose into the air, she opened her mouth suddenly, and her bright red tongue suddenly became longer and curled towards the talisman paper.
"Gudu" her tongue suddenly retracted and was actually rolled into her mouth.
"Hey, you do have some skills?" Xiang Que said in surprise.
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