There are a few crows chirping around, and the surrounding environment can barely be seen clearly by the faint moonlight, and there are some large and small dirt bags not far away, which is really a wilderness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What are you bringing me here for?" I glared at him and rubbed my shoulders. The temperature in the suburbs is indeed a bit low, and ...... I'm wearing pajamas!

Mo Yiming grabbed my arm and walked over to the dirt bags, and only when I got closer did I see clearly. Where is this dirt bag, it's all graves.

Suddenly I felt a chill down my spine, what the hell did this thing want?

Mo Yiming grabbed my waist violently, forcing me to cling to him: "I'll take you to see the beauty, here...... It's all handsome guys and beauties, and I let them come out and talk to you? ”

"No, no, no!" I quickly shook my head and tried to break free from his arms, but my arms tightened more and more.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, he lowered his head and blocked my lips violently, and his other hand pinched the soft flesh of my waist hard.

"Hmm...... It hurts ......."

He took advantage of the weakness and kissed harder and harder, and I felt my lips go numb a little, and his mountain-like body couldn't push at all. I don't know how long it took, but I tasted a faint taste of blood in my mouth, and I don't know if it was his or mine.

Perhaps it was due to his influence, the smell of blood in my mouth, the surrounding environment and this grave, I actually felt a strong stimulation in my brain.

Terrible! Why do I have such thoughts, kissing in the cemetery and still feeling the stimulation, this is too heavy.

No! That's definitely not what I really think, it must be this dead zombie who made it, yes, it must be so.

Thinking of this, I took the opportunity to bite his troubled tongue and raised my foot to step directly on his instep.

I didn't expect him to just pause, and then kissed me harder.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt a little weak, and I had to put my hands on his neck to prevent him from falling to the ground in embarrassment.

As I was about to suffocate, he finally let go of my lips and gasped for air against the top of my head.

"For your sake, I'll let you go." After standing quietly for a while, I felt a little relieved to lean into his arms.

I guess I'm definitely not normal, and the only sense of security I have comes from being a zombie all the time. Funnily enough, I'm still a yin-yang ghost hunter, albeit a half-ass.

He took my hand and walked back into the car, starting the car without saying a word.

Didn't go back to my accommodation, but drove directly to the villa where he lived. As soon as he entered, he rushed straight into the bathroom and came out after a long time.

What are these zombies up to?

I walked around his living room, this old zombie looks quite rich, what the hell is he doing?

As soon as I turned around, Mo Yiming suddenly stood behind me, with only a bath towel around his waist, his hair still dripping, and his abdominal muscles were clearly defined.

Although I have seen him more than once, this time I ...... But I think he is in better shape than before, is it a psychological effect?

"Have you seen enough?" He coldly interrupted my thoughts.

I quickly withdrew my gaze and turned my back to him: "Who wants to see you, I'm still afraid of long needle eyes!"

"Heh......" he suddenly chuckled: "Okay, let's rest early, if you get angry again...... I'm not sure I'll be able to hold it. ”

I gave him a blank look, rushed into his bedroom without him noticing, and locked the door tightly.

I've always been curious about a question, zombie ...... Are those needs the same as those of normal men?

Thinking of Mo Yiming's eagerness to rush into the bathroom as soon as he entered the door, I seemed to understand something.