Gu Cheng looked at her eyes, his throat moved, he put his hand on her eyes, and sighed, "Zhou Ran, don't joke with life in the future." ”

No one knew that when he saw that scene, his whole heart was like a sharp knife hanging over it, and it could fall at any time.

"Gu Chengze, has anyone said that you have a warm ......" Zhou Ran, who was blindfolded by him, raised his hand that was free from the shackles, put it on his left chest, hooked his lips and smiled lightly, "That's it...... I heard it throbbing. ”

Her hand was on his heart, and the cold softness fell on his hot skin, making him feel so hot.

The red lips were only a hand's distance from him, Gu Cheng closed his eyelids and approached her lips, until his palms were scratched by his eyelashes, he stopped abruptly, looking at the Dan lips that were close at hand, his eyes deepened, and he resisted the desire for thin hair and straightened up.

The location of the left atrium still has her warmth, and the soft touch that lingers in the heart.

"That's what you call me." Gu Chengze, these three words only came out of her mouth, which made him feel unusually beautiful, and he thought that he was probably poisoned.

His voice was deep and hoarse, and he looked sideways at her. Zhou Ran sat up on the sofa, looked back at him, what did he call him? Gu Chengze?

Gu Cheng looked at her like this, looked away with some difficulty, continued to pick up a bottle of hemostatic medicine, and then treated the wound.

Seeing that the man was a little clumsy and sprinkled medicine on the wound, Zhou Ran approached him, stretched out his fingers to wipe a drop of blood on his waist and abdomen, such a good taste, it's a pity......

The girl lowered her head and took the medicine bottle in his hand, and after spreading the medicine on him, she went to get the gauze in the box. Gu Cheng looked at the top of her hair, and his fingertips quietly wrapped around her falling green silk, rubbing it lightly on his fingertips.

The man who returned to the house closed the door and turned around and walked into the entrance, and he smelled a strong smell of blood, and he subconsciously looked up.

The foreign man in the tuxedo hummed in the living room, raised his hands and danced an elegant waltz foxtrot, like an aristocratic gentleman, provided of ignoring the corpse of the woman at the table, of course.

“Oh! shit!” He walked around the table with a terrible face, and scolded directly at the dancing man.

“M！ What the are you doing?! It's disgusting!! ”

The woman in a sexy black dress had bulging eyes and a dead face lying on the dining table, with a knife stuck in her chest, and on the table was a bloody heart pulled out of her body, and next to it was a goblet full of blood. Blood was still dripping from the woman's wrists hanging from the table, and there were still a few puddles of blood on the floor that hadn't dried up.

"Shhhhh............h ”

“Fuck！” The irascible K pulled out the knife stuck in the woman's chest, picked up a intestine that was hanging on the corpse, and yelled at the blonde man in a very angry manner, "MD! You're drinking blood, what are you doing with all this stuff?! ”

“Fuck！ K！ You're so loud! You're going to annoy me a lot! Shut up, okay?! The man finally stopped dancing and glared angrily at the person at the table who kept complaining.

"Bell ......" K threw the knife in his hand on the ground, shook his eyebrows, and looked at him with narrow eyes, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, D doesn't like people soiling his eating place." ”