In the huge room, three cold corpses lay quietly in the mourning hall downstairs.

Upstairs was quiet, except for the dim light of the room on the right, near the street.

Standing on the aisle, Ling Bai felt that his body was a little cold, the left arm of the monk's robe was cut by the medicine seller, and the cold air went straight into it.

"The overalls are all ruined, who do I have to ask to get another set?"

Ling Bai frowned, and his heart twitched inexplicably.

He held his breath, calmed his breath, and quietly took a few steps forward.

The closer he got to the door, the more intense the biting coldness became, and if it weren't for the work clothes of the Landa Temple to resist the cold, Ling Bai felt that he could freeze to death here directly. I don't know how the young boy endured such an inhuman environment.

Ling Bai felt that the muscles in his face were frozen, he gritted his teeth, leaned in front of the door, and tried to look inside through the gap.

This situation is like a certain book to spend the night to peep at the aunt to change clothes, and it is like a book to spend the night to peep at the sister-in-law taking a bath, and it is like a certain dead house fat peeping at the girl and her boyfriend downstairs through the hole in the floor.

In general, the action and the scene are consistent.

Through the crack in the door, Ling Bai's eyelids jumped, and the dark pupils reflected the situation in the room.

The room is in bright red tones, with a huge bed in front of you, a big red curtain, a big red futon, and a pair of golden mandarin ducks embroidered on the futon. At the other end of the bed, there is a delicate and quaint dressing table, on which all kinds of cosmetics are placed, and a graceful woman wearing a big red backless dress, with her back to the door, is facing the mirror of the dresser to touch up her eyebrows.

On the pale yellow wooden floor, there were piles of bras and panties. The styles are mostly lace and hollow, and the colors are varied, which makes people dizzy. There were a few small panties that were so small that they barely covered half of their buttocks, curled up to the side, looking like they had just been changed.

Ling Baihu's body was shocked.

It's not because the scene is too glamorous, but the woman who shows her entire fair and smooth back turns her head around.

She wore thick eyebrows, bright red lipstick, blush on both sides of her cheeks, and her whole face was painted pale with foundation, looking like a paper figure tied in the underworld.

"Why did you come up as a monk? The woman's voice was shrill but weird, and it sounded a little creepy.

Ling Bai's face twitched twice, pushed open the door, and looked directly at him, the little boy.

"Who are you?" Ling Bai asked in a deep voice.

The little boy seemed to have changed into a different person, his eyebrows were cold, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I am the hostess here, Xu Hua told me, do you want to do the magic of the three dead ghosts downstairs?"

The Xu Hua in his mouth should be the little boy himself.

Ling Bai shook his head and replied, "It's not three, it's four, and you." ”

"Giggles, little monk, are you joking?" Xu Hua's voice seemed to come from the depths of his throat, and there was a demon hidden in his body.

With his shrill laughter, the temperature of the entire room dropped instantly, making people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

Ling Bai felt that his whole face was frozen, and he couldn't laugh if he wanted to.

Consciousness gradually blurred.

When I open my eyes, the scene changes.

Still in the red-toned room, Xu Hua disappeared, and a graceful young woman lay on the red futon.

Her long, burgundy hair was slightly curled down, looking a little lethargic and rebellious. The expression on her face was as cold as frost, her slender willow eyebrows were painted with a deep purple, and under the dark shadow, the brown eyes covered by long eyelashes shimmered with light that rejected people thousands of miles away, but there was a deep sadness that was not easy to detect, and it was deeply hidden with coldness. The high and narrow bridge of the nose is delicate with indifference. Biting his lip, which was almost bloodless, his snow-like face was a little pale.

Ling Bai stood in front of her, but she was like a taste, as if she couldn't see that there was someone in front of her staring at her body.

"It's .... Illusion. Ling Bai immediately reacted. The woman lying on the futon should be Xu Hua's mother.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Xu Hua pushed the door in.

"Where's your father?" asked Mother Xu indifferently.

"I went out with my aunt. Xu Hua lowered his head and returned in a low voice.

Mother Xu sneered and straightened up. The light blue mini shorts show off the fair and slender thighs, and a pair of red cloth shoes look simple and elegant.

"Hehe, what a pair of dogs and a man. She scolded coldly.

Xu Hua didn't dare to answer, took a small box in the room and walked out of the room.

Ling Bai frowned and followed.

Xu Hua walked quickly to the room at the end of the other side with the box, quickly locked the door, and then couldn't wait to open the small box.

The boxes were filled with small toys, including tennis balls, small trains, and rattles......

He picked up the box, flipped it over, and shook it out.

Mixed in the toy is a pair of small black lace panties.

Seeing this, Ling Bai's eyelids jumped slightly.

Then, Xu Hua obsessively picked up the little black panties and covered them on his face, sucking the fragrance above with great enjoyment. After playing around for a moment, he turned around and took out a vacuum bag from the drawer of the bedside table, continued to cover his panties over his face, and then put the vacuum bag over his head.

As Xu Hua continued to tighten the mouth of his real pocket, his face became more and more flushed, and his whole face was filled with a kind of sickly pleasure.

Bang.

The door was opened by a key.

Mother Xu looked at Xu Hua with a shocked look on her face.

...

The scene changes again.

Xu Hua stood at the door of the red-toned room, looking inside secretly through the gap.

A middle-aged man is naked and intertwined with a woman.

The middle-aged man covered the woman's face with a small ball of pale green cut-out panties curled up on the futon, and then covered her head with a vacuum bag.

Ling Bai stood next to Xu Hua, looking at Xu Hua's expressionless face, and suddenly understood something.

The men inside should be Xu Hua's father and Xu Hua's aunt. He bumped into the two of them without an opinion and left an indelible mark on his young heart. Later, he began to imitate this scene, stealing Xu's mother's panties to play a sexual suffocation game.

Sexual asphyxia is also known as masturbation asphyxia abroad, or sexual death by masturbation. It refers to the sexual psychology and sexual perverts, alone in remote and hidden places, using hanging, strangulation and other ways to control breathing, causing the brain to lack oxygen, stimulating and enhancing its ** to achieve ***. Due to the ease of accidents during implementation, there is a high risk that this behavior can lead to death by asphyxiation.

This phenomenon, in country M, more than 1,000 cases of sexual asphyxia are reported every year, and the age of sexual asphyxia is generally believed to be mostly in the age group of 12~25 years old, and especially in 12~17 years old, that is, the so-called adolescent asphyxia, but there have been cases of sexual asphyxia in preadolescent children who have not yet reached the age of 12, and there are middle-aged men and even elderly people who are more than half a hundred years old who died of sexual asphyxia.

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The scene changes again.