"Not really." Gu Cheng buried the wing of his nose in the top of her hair, "Even if you don't do anything, I'm here." ”

What's more, in Gu Chengze's opinion, being like Zhou Ran, being placed outside, is not as good as being by his side, making him feel more at ease.

"I think so too." Zhou Ran turned around, looked up at him, as if he knew what he was thinking, and said as if jokingly, "If Mr. Gu wasn't there, I might have to dig three feet into the ground." ”

Such an excellent prey that is rare to see in the world is really inseparable, how can she be willing to let such a person not belong to herself?

The man looked at her upturned cheeks and irresistible lips, and his eyes deepened and darkened, containing a sense of devastation.

Zhou Ran can make him have a devastating desire to possess ** at any time, which makes him want to rub her into his body, into his bone marrow and blood.

Looking at each other, Gu Cheng stared at her for a long time, and finally pressed her head on his chest, sighed softly in a dumb voice, and waited.........

The darkness of the night pours through the high and narrow glass windows, mingling with the lights in the room. The kitchen, which is not too wide, has become much darker because of the night.

The man in the apron and sleeve snatched a pair of yellowed gloves from a rusty wire pulled on the cupboard and slowly put them on his hands.

After doing this, he walked sluggishly to an old refrigerator in the corner, took out two black plastic bags containing things, carried them to the table, and placed them on the board.

He stared blankly at the two bags on the board, and after a while, a strange smile appeared on his face, and then he reached out and opened the bags.

Looking at a section of the bag that was frozen and discolored, and still had blood stains, he mechanically picked up the kitchen knife from the side, held the contents of the bag with one hand, raised the kitchen knife with the other, and deflected the blade downward.

Pieces of flesh that were still bubbling with cold breath left the knife edge, and looking at the few fingers left on the last bone, the man frowned and muttered in a low voice.

"There is too little meat in this position, and it is too difficult to pick...... Or don't be good............ Well...... Don't ............"

After speaking, his eyes were calm, and his hands were forced, and he chopped them down with knives.

The back-to-back light reflected the man's figure projected on the wall, and in the middle of the night when no one was around, the sound of chopping the cutting board sounded from time to time, so clear that it could even make the number of people go out a few seconds apart.

Standing high in heaven

Not Jesus but Satan

Hell sings about death, not angels

Awake are ghosts and non-humans

You're not a fish to be slaughtered

Standing high in heaven

Not Jesus but Satan

Hell sings about death, not angels

Awake are ghosts and non-humans

You're not a fish to be slaughtered

Standing high in heaven

Not Jesus but Satan

Hell sings about death, not angels

Awake are ghosts and non-humans

You're not a fish to be slaughtered

Standing high in heaven

Not Jesus but Satan

Hell sings about death, not angels

Awake are ghosts and non-humans

You're not a fish to be slaughtered

Standing high in heaven

Not Jesus but Satan

Hell sings about death, not angels

Awake are ghosts and non-humans

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