Kong Zhe leaned down gently, Wang Lu opened his hazy eyes and stared at Kong Zhe, his eyes were full of affection.

There was a flush on her face, but her eyes became extremely clear, and her beautiful eyes greeted Kong Zhe without any scruples.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and when they made eye contact, a tacit understanding that did not have to be expressed in words was reached.

Wang Lu became even more shy, closed her eyes slightly, and ...... for a long time Wang Lu muttered: "Kiss me ......" for a long time, the two finally separated, Wang Lu opened her eyes shyly, and said stupidly: "It turns out that the kiss between lovers is so sweet, Lu'er finally didn't live in vain!" ”

Kong Zhe quickly took off his clothes, then leaned down lightly and kissed Wang Lu again, and the hot kiss slowly ignited Wang Lu's lust.

In the end, the lust ignited all of a sudden, the spring bed of the express hotel, creaked and accompanied by Wang Lu's moaning for about an hour, and finally Kong Zhe roared in a low voice like a beast, the two hugged each other tightly, and their bodies and minds were completely blended together, Wang Lu's arms were wrapped around Kong Zhe's neck for a long time, and his lips were also tightly pressed against Kong Zhe's lips.

Suddenly, Wang Lu twisted his body, very fanatical......

Not to be outdone, Kong Zhe cooperated......

Wang Lu completely unscrupulously released the most primitive lust, she wanted to be a happy woman, she did it, Kong Zhe did it, at that moment, she felt that she could not do without this master, this Danqing master, this flirting master, this lovemaking master.

Finally, the second wave bombarded Wang Lu violently, Wang Lu trembled, her three souls and seven spirits had already detached from that seductive body.

The two hugged each other tightly and fell asleep, and half an hour later, they woke up at the same time, admiring each other.

Wang Lu kissed Kong Zhe passionately, Kong Zhe's gun went to the hall again, and Wang Lu also opened her arms charmingly.

Suddenly, Kong Zhe's old Huawei shouted, Kong Zhe lazily took the mobile phone, and saw that it was Dong Honggen.

"Master, it's not good, it's ......" Dong Honggen didn't finish speaking, and the phone hung up.

Something must have happened, Kong Zhe got up from the bed all of a sudden, Wang Lu was a little reluctant, but he also reluctantly put on his clothes.

Kong Zhe looked at the time, it was half past twelve.

The haunted room in Dong Honggen's rented house is tantamount to a death order. After Kong Zhe cleaned up his ropes, Wang Lu drove the 911 sports car from the city center to the west city, like a lightning speed. The whirring evening breeze poured into the car window very invigorating.

After Dong Honggen came back, he sat on the sofa and watched TV, smoking while watching TV.

Dong Honggen is very addicted to smoking, and he can't get off without two packs of cigarettes a day.

The cigarettes were smoked one after another, making the room smoky.

The TV was playing a TV series adapted from the Internet, and he was so fascinated that he unknowingly fell into the plot.

When the latest episode ends, it's already 12 o'clock.

At this time, there was a urge to urinate, and after stepping on the slippers to go to the bathroom for a small relief, when I went to wash my hands again, I washed my face by the way, and when my head was raised again.

Suddenly, I noticed an ugly grimace in the mirror. Half of the face was obscured by long hair, and the exposed half was rotten and covered with maggots. Her tongue stretched out long, more than a foot long, bloody, and dripping with blood.

The long hair was already hanging down to the chest, and it was a little messy. The already shabby red clothes were tightly wrapped around her body.

Dong Honggen screamed in fright, and he didn't care about wiping his face, so he was about to rush out of the bathroom.

When I turned to look back, I saw that there was no one behind me.

So, he pulled his face casually, and then quickly ran out of the bathroom and slammed the bathroom door shut.

Then he sat down on the couch and gasped for air.

Hallucinations, damn hallucinations.

Hurriedly turned off the TV, staring at the bathroom door with his eyes fixed.

Rubbing his eyes and holding his breath quietly, he didn't dare to catch his breath.

Suddenly, in a trance, he saw the door, which turned into the woman.

So I rubbed my eyes again, and looked at it carefully, but the door was still shut.

It's not a woman, not the female ghost to be exact.

Dong Honggen leaned the sofa, and his back was as close to the sofa as possible.

Suddenly, the bathroom doorknob turned slightly, and then the door was pulled open a crack.

Dong Honggen's nerves were tightened. He took two more steps back, and with the back of the couch behind him, there was no way back.

The door of the bathroom was open again, and no one came out.

Dong Honggen stared intently at the crack in the door, and suddenly, he found a pair of shoes, high heels, coming out of the bathroom step by step.

Just a pair of shoes, those high heels, stepped on the floor rhythmically, crisp and loud, as if walking a catwalk.

Every time the high heels stepped lightly on the floor, Dong Honggen's heart beat wildly, as if those high heels were touching Dong Honggen's heart.

The high heels came straight to Dong Honggen's sofa, only separated by a coffee table.

The coffee table separated the pair of high heels from Dong Honggen, and the coffee table seemed to be Dong Honggen's last line of defense.

Dong Honggen slowly moved to the left side of the sofa, his whole body was already shaking, and his mouth whispered softly: "Ghost...... Ghost ......"

Dong Honggen slowly moved to the left side of the sofa, and the pair of high heels did not follow him. Instead, he took a few steps back and spun in circles in the empty living room.

One, two, three laps, the heels suddenly tap-danced.

The crisp sound of tapping, crisp and loud, spread through the quiet of the night, making the whole room even more secluded and terrifying.

Dong Honggen was already covered in sweat, touched the beads of sweat on his face with his hands, wiped them on his pants, and then took his mobile phone.

When the high-heeled shoes saw Dong Honggen go to get his mobile phone, he immediately stopped dancing and remained motionless there.

This kind of scene made Dong Honggen even more afraid.

This quiet silence may be the silence that preceded the invasion.

took the mobile phone, found Kong Zhe's number, and Dong Honggen dialed it.

As soon as he connected, before he could finish a sentence, the high heels rushed to him. jumped up from the ground and kicked Dong Honggen's mobile phone away at once.

The mobile phone snapped to the ground, and Dong Honggen's heart seemed to be hit hard.

The crisp sound of landing seemed to hit Dong Honggen's heart. After the phone hit the ground, the phone also hung up.

High heels, back to the center of the living room. He started dancing again, this time it wasn't tap dancing, it seemed to be a little more elegant, ballet, or something else, because Dong Honggen didn't know how to dance, he only knew that it was dancing.