After eating, taking a shower, I sat alone in bed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info seems to have some things I don't understand. I obviously have some impressions in my memory, but I can't remember the slightest bit. It made me wonder if it was because my head was too useless. I leaned back on the head of the bed, thinking left and right, but I couldn't sort it out. I sat and sat with the urge to sleep, but I didn't want to fall asleep like this for a while, so I had to sit still.

"The old house seems to have been seen somewhere, when did I ......" I unconsciously muttered to myself, staring at the thin white quilt, my mind running rapidly.

The tightly closed memories seem to tear apart some twilight, and little by little memories emerge. At first, it was only a vague impression, but the outlines of some scenes gradually became visible, clothes, blood, chandeliers...... I opened my mouth wide and jumped out of bed, it was the dream! The old house was the room I had been to in my dream! And the clothes, the bloodstained clothes, everything was exactly like the room. The first reaction in my head was: Go find Bai Xuanzhi! I put on my shoes, put on a coat, hurried to the door of the room where Bai Xuanzhi lived, and knocked on the door in a hurry. After a few seconds, the door opened, and I was presented with only knee-length shorts, and my upper body was naked. I stared at his tall and muscular body as delicate as a carving, and I have to say that his naked upper body was comparable to the highest level of art of the Renaissance statue of David. I don't know why, looking at his naked body, my face unconsciously turned red, and my cheeks were hot and hot as if they were being burned by fire. I looked at him for a long time, stunned for a few seconds, and couldn't take my eyes off him.

He wiped his wet hair with a towel, and when he saw that I was looking at him intently, he took a step forward with bad intentions, and said with a playful smile, "Do you want to familiarize yourself with my body in advance?"

At this moment, I was groggy and couldn't react back at all. The next second, as if I understood his intentions, I glared at him with great understanding, pushed him away, went straight into the room, and lay down on his bed with a big grin. I opened my eyes and squinted at him, but I couldn't help but take a few more glances at his good figure. He sat down beside me unabashedly, draped over a towel casually, approached my company, and said playfully, "I haven't seen enough yet, do you want to touch it, I'm glad to do it." His words unreservedly pulled me back to reality.

I coughed lightly and turned my face away from him. I suddenly remembered the purpose of this place, turned around, and held his hands, quite excited, "I have been to that old house, in a dream!" The handsome face in front of me was slightly surprised, but soon returned to normal.

"Was that the nightmare you had last time?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, emphatically.

"Well, that's it, no wonder I walked into that room and felt very familiar, as if I had been there before, but after thinking about it for a long time, I just didn't have a clue, just now I calmed down and thought about it, and found that it was the nightmare I had last time, in the dream I just saw a lot of clothes, clothes stained with blood, and the chandelier hanging on the roof, I saw the chandelier when I went downstairs, because the situation was so chaotic at that time, I couldn't remember. After that, I forgot about it. Do you think my dream has anything to do with it?" I noticed that I was holding his hand and felt my face burn. If you think about it, although I am his nominal girlfriend, the number of times the two of us have held hands is countable, and it seems that there are no more than ten times. I sighed slightly, what a contradiction, what is the purpose of the hope in my heart?

He stroked my cheek, frowned, and asked gently, "What's wrong?" sigh, this is not like the Xiaoqing I know. ”

This time, I shook my head, not wanting to answer his question. Do you want me to tell him that we have only held hands ten times? I'm embarrassed to say it.

"Do you think there is any connection between the case at the hotel and the old mansion? I don't think the two things have anything to do with each other, do you think?" I looked at him and said earnestly.

"Who knows! It's hard to say, maybe there is, maybe not!" he looked at me with a smile, gently brushing away the bangs on my forehead, with infinite tenderness in his eyes. For a few seconds, I was captivated by the gentle look in his eyes. I even wanted to taste his sexy lips, but I resisted the urge in my heart.

In the depths of the night, it was quiet everywhere, our breaths mingled, and our breaths were hot and hot. His face slowly approached me, I was a little shy, his head lowered slightly, he seemed to sense my nervousness, clasped my hands, and stroked them gently. The warmth of those hands instantly relieved my nervousness a lot, and my heart was calm.

He stroked my hair with one hand and held the palm of my hand with the other, and asked me in a very soft voice, "Will you let me kiss you?" His burning gaze was fixed on me, and I tilted my head and nodded lightly. He seemed pleased with my answer, his sexy lips slightly half-opened, and as he drew closer, I couldn't help but close my eyes and feel his hot breath coming at me. I love the smell of him, it's fragrant like a blooming jasmine flower, and I can't help but want to get closer. Those troubles were quickly forgotten by me, and I only felt that my head was groggy, and a strange feeling was sprouting. His body was getting closer and closer, close at hand. At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside, very clear, stopping at the door, and the next second, a gentle knock was heard.

I retracted my hand like an electric shock, bounced off the bed, and ran to open the door in three and two steps. Zhang Lin appeared in front of me. When he saw me, he was also quite surprised, "Xiaoqing, I didn't go to the wrong room, right?Is this Xuanzhi's room?"

"Xiao Qing was looking for me just now. Bai Xuanzhi's voice came from behind, and I turned my head to see that he was already dressed, but this tone carried a little displeasure.

Zhang Lin didn't notice this, he walked straight into the room. I straightened my clothes, poured a cup of hot water for Zhang Lin by the way, walked over, handed it to him, and then sat next to Zhang Lin. Zhang Lin took a sip of water, put the cup on the tea table next to him, and said in a loud voice: "Xuanzhi, the more I think about this case, the more suspicious I feel. I turned my chair to Zhang Lin and asked curiously, "Which case?" is it from a hotel or an old mansion?"

Zhang Lin replied with a smile: "Look at this girl, you are quite bold, aren't you afraid of seeing corpses?" I shook my head, "Of course not, I am very bold, besides, this picture is not terrifying to me." What do you mean by the suspiciousness you just said?" I suddenly became interested, my heart jumped, and the question that I had just left behind resurfaced in my mind, I smiled and shook Zhang Lin's arm, signaling him to hurry up.