His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Chapter 29

A wisp of thick black mist slowly overflowed from Zhang Chunhua's body, like smoke and mist, slowly climbed up the wall along the ceiling, occupying a small half of the room in an instant.

Lin Tihai was terrified, and Teng Teng Teng took several steps back with a frightened expression on his face.

Su Zhe was happy, and swallowed when he wanted to speak, this time is not his home game.

A woman's weeping sound came from the black mist, followed by continuous sighs. After a while, a faint voice sounded: "At least you are still alive."

Lin Tihai hesitated for a moment, then said in shock, "Wang Yushi?"

"It's me...it's me." Heiwu said bitterly, "Why didn't you study hard and grow up?"

Lin Tihai frowned and pursed his lips. After a long time, his eyes finally turned red, and he wiped his eyes and said, "I just want a home."

"It's not enough to have a man at home." The black mist slowly occupied the ceiling, covering the light, and the whole room was in a flickering atmosphere. "Even if you have money, you may not have love."

"I'm so tired. I go to work every day. I don't even have the energy to tell my son that mother loves you." Lin Tihai said sadly, "Life is so hard every day."

"Really?" Black Mist squirmed and poked its head out, hanging into the air like a drop of water, approaching Lin Tihai and whispering, "In that case, you... ah!"

The desk lamp passed through the black mist's "body" and hit the wall. At some point, Su Zhe took out the bed sheet in the bedroom, and swung it with one hand like a propeller to disperse the black mist in the room.Wang Yushi screamed, quickly shrank his body and rushed to the ceiling, swimming on the ceiling like a wave and screaming: "Stop minding your own business!"

Xiang Bei, who had been watching silently, looked at Su Zhe in surprise and asked, "Why did you do this?"

Su Zhe looked at the ceiling with a guilty conscience, pretending not to hear, he couldn't say that he saw the narration frame and found that Wang Yushi actually wanted to occupy Lin Tihai's body, right?Thinking about it carefully, this cloud of black mist is actually not Wang Yushi at all, the real Wang Yushi has long since disappeared, and this is nothing but resentment.

The black mist roared angrily a few times, and rushed towards Lin Dihai again. I don't know if reality has weakened its strength or it was born like this. Its movements were not fast enough for Lin Dihai to rush to the door. Unexpectedly, it was not locked at all. The door couldn't be opened, no matter how hard she tried to pull it, it still wouldn't move.

Su Zhe threw away the bed sheet, knelt in front of Zhang Chun's picture, and slapped his face vigorously. Hearing Zhang Chunhua groan|groan, he grabbed the other party's neckline and shook desperately, and shouted: "Wake up!" ! Wake up!"

Seeing that Zhang Chunhua opened his eyes slightly, the color of the black mist began to fade, and it was obviously weakening slowly. It roared and turned into a cloud of smoke and rushed towards Su Zhe. The roar echoed in the air: "Multiple pipes!" I will pay for the idle things!"

Su Zhe was holding Zhang Chunhua in one hand, and the other hand was inconvenient to move. Such a big living person couldn't dodge it flexibly for a while, seeing that the black mist was about to ride on his face, a low-pitched A voice sounded from the side: "The resentment I saw dissipated."

The black mist fell suddenly as if it was nailed down from the head by a sharp sword, and all the power driving it dissipated instantly, and it overflowed in all directions like ink in the water. gather together.

"The resentment I saw dissipated!" Another shout rang out.

The black mist finally received a fatal blow, and every bit of black was annihilated in the air and disappeared.

Su Zhe sat down on the ground, gasping for breath. He had never seen the scene just now, and he never wanted to see it again. He raised his head to thank Xiang Bei, but was surprised to find that this guy's face was as pale as paper, his body was crumbling, and his lips were unnatural. He squeezed it tightly, as if he was desperately swallowing something.

no?Fake it?

Su Zhe inevitably had such doubts. When he saw that Xiang Bei was about to go out, he immediately confirmed it. He crooked his body and got up and grabbed Xiang Bei's arm—the first feeling when he first started, that he was thin—it shouldn't be, Xiang Bei has exercise Ah, I can still run with him in the morning, and my movements are also very quick when I usually buy vegetables and cook, I'm not so thin in my impression.He took a step forward to see what Xiang Bei looked like, but he didn't expect this guy to turn around so he wouldn't let him see.

"What are you doing!" Su Zhe took a stride angrily, and immediately saw a trace of blood flowing down the corner of Xiangbei's mouth, which was shocking against his pale face, and he blurted out in fright, "Fuck, you're going to die." ?”

Glaring at Xiang Bei, he opened his mouth to say something, whether he held it in for too long or vomited backwards, as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood sprayed Su Zhe's head and face like a spray!

"Ah—" Lin Tihai finally screamed, the door that couldn't be opened suddenly moved, and she just ran out without looking back.

Only then did Su Zhe realize that the door was already full of people, including the media, Zhang Chunhua's agent, the crew's producer, field manager, director, and hotel staff. A group of people stood dumbfounded.He wiped the blood on his hand, turned his head to look, Xiang Bei looked as if he was about to die, but his eyes were much clearer. Zhang Chunhua was wearing pajamas, sitting on the ground with two hairy legs exposed, with a dazed face, cheeks still Because of being slapped, it was red and swollen and swollen.

"I……"

Just as Su Zhe said a word, flashing lights flashed one after another, the manager shouted "No photo shoot" at the top of his voice, the producer and director whispered together, and turned around to drive away the crowd. Glancing at the door, he stared at the big hole in the ceiling with a strange expression and didn't speak for a long time.

Can we write [-]-word bloody news in this scene?

It took half an hour for the situation to calm down. Su Zhe almost fled back to the room downstairs with the help of Xiang Bei. After such a long time, Xiang Bei's spirit seemed much better, but his face was still very pale, and it was very obvious She lost weight, and her cheeks were sunken, as if she was anorexic.

Su Zhe looked worriedly at Xiang Bei washing up, and when someone came out, he hurriedly said, "Is this the sequelae of Yan Ling?"

It's rare that Xiang Bei didn't act like a demon at this time, he just nodded flatly and lay down on the bed, exhaled as if he wanted to fall asleep so much.

"Can it be recovered?" Su Zhe asked in a low voice.

"It's just that I lost weight." Xiang Bei said vaguely.

"What about vomiting blood?"

"...Hungry." Xiangbei's voice was close to raving, his eyes were closed and he didn't move.

Su Zhe didn't dare to disturb any more, and went to wash up lightly. There will inevitably be a bloodbath in the media tomorrow, and he still doesn't know how to deal with it. In any case, he did accept a life-threatening favor from Xiang Bei, and, with one hand, It was indeed too difficult to take a bath, and after the tossing and tossing, his injured arm began to ache again. He sat on the bed and looked at Xiang Bei's sleeping face, unconsciously fascinated by it.

People with good bones are beautiful even if their skin is ruined. Now Xiangbei has an inexplicable sense of vulnerability, which can arouse people's desire to protect, but when he thinks of this guy's ability to stir up wind and rain, Su Zhe feels a headache.

What if Xiang Bei wakes up and makes some demands?

For example, "You want to be a dog licker with me for the rest of your life." Su Zhe would be terrified at the thought of this, but let go of these "preconceptions" and think about it carefully. Apart from molesting him, Xiang Bei has not caused much harm. It brought him some benefits, such as income, but it was usually accompanied by some wonderful encounters...

Su Zhe couldn't remember when he fell asleep. This sleep was deep and sweet, so comfortable that he couldn't bear to wake up. When he woke up, he found that there was a piece of fair skin in front of him. This scene hadn't appeared for a long time. Didn't he He often sleeps in the same bed with Lin An. After all, he spends little time at home. Even if he often works and rests at home, it is not right. To put it bluntly, he is simply confused about what the state of an old couple should be.

How did I share a bed with Xiangbei?

In other words, how can this bed hold the two of us?

Su Zhe confirmed that they didn't do anything beyond sharing the same bed. They were fully dressed, but he just couldn't remember how they crawled over and got into Xiang Bei's arms again.Xiang Bei is now so thin that it hurts, and he doesn't have any habit of sleeping and hugging people. This is a little mystery.

Su Zhe leaned back a little, trying to get out of Xiang Bei's embrace, but he didn't expect that as soon as he moved his injured hand, he felt a sharp pain. The eyes really have a heartbeat.

Su Zhe froze and did not move, and Xiang Bei also remained motionless. After a while, he said, "How did you come up?"

Su Zhe was feeling guilty, when he saw a narration frame appearing above Xiang Bei's head: Xiang Bei understood that he must have said the words "hold me to sleep" last night, but he would never admit it.

again?

Looks like a repeat offender!

Su Zhe's guilt and guilty conscience vanished immediately, and he made trouble as soon as he opened his eyes, which is worthy of Xiang Bei. He turned over and jumped out of bed, only to feel another dull pain in his right hand, and decided to take a film today before going home , Zhang Chunhua is no longer in danger, and he has no job, so he can leave naturally.

This should have been a successful plan, if Zhang Chunhua and Wen Hai hadn't come to visit at the same time.