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Chapter 38: Sweet Mouth

The vampire couple next door quarreled again and stopped eating the hot pot.

"I'll make a game and you'll talk to me for half a month! Half a month!"

"You listen to him nonsense, I'm very cheap..."

Lilith lay on the table, shook her tail, looked at the door, and then looked at the next door.

The process of the spacecraft was very idle and it was so idle that they could tell. They would have to find something to do for hundreds of years and thousands of years.

Oh yes, Chen Hua's dream is not the sea of ​​stars. What he is most obsessed with is the meta-universe created by humans, game helmets and game warehouses, etc., who want to resist the long lifespan of the blood clan until that moment. After all, he is not like Gu Cheng, and he will eventually get old.

Lilith felt that life was better than before, which made people miss it. The girls from wealthy families hid in the back compartment. After a night of lingering, they treated it as a dream. When they were discovered, they just told her that they were here to repay their kindness. The silly girl would secretly hide this matter without anyone noticing.

The little girl's pretty face was bright and she hid in the quilt and made a humming sound. This is the most wonderful thing in the world. She didn't even understand a group of idiots and monsters.

Lilith sneered, listening to the noise of the vampire couple in the room, yawning lazily. Now that it's not possible, the little girl has become smart and doesn't talk about it, maybe she's still the one who is being suppressed.

A ghost sat on the roof, hanging down two white silk calves and swaying. Lilith glanced and looked away, just a soul of death.

"Does it look good?" Xia Xiaoman asked Lilith.

"He's so good?"

Lilith was stunned. The old monster Gu Cheng was so perverted, just like some humans.

Having said that, this guy has indeed become different from before, more like a human being today.

Lilith fell into deep thought. Xia Xiaoman didn't know what life the black cat was thinking about, so he jumped off the roof and got into the room.

"Bah! The old monster is shameless!" Lilith spat, looked at the hot pot, then looked at her claws, and became entangled for a moment.

Which bastard invented something like hot pot?

The lights were not on in the room, and the living room and bedroom were pitch black. Gu Cheng had already fallen asleep and was quiet.

Xia Xiaoman walked around the living room, but did not move. She leaned against the door and sat down, hugged her arms, which was a little cold. Today, Gu Cheng forgot to burn incense to her.

It was an indescribable cold, a signal that the world resisted her and urged her to be reincarnated. Just like a person stayed in a place with extremely heavy yin energy, even if there was sunshine, he would feel chilly.

The door opened silently, Gu Cheng came out of the room and pressed the light on. Xia Xiaoman was surprised, but Gu Cheng glanced over and sat back halfway through his movements.

She looked at Gu Cheng and found the incense candle, lit it, and then inserted it into the small stove.

"I have never enjoyed the tenderness and affection of others in my whole life. Can't you be nice to me?" Xia Xiaoman said behind him.

"If you feel cold, just cover more soil." Gu Cheng said.

"I just like your sweet-mouthed look."

Xia Xiao was smiling at the corner of her eyes. The old monster looked so interesting when burning incense.

Gu Cheng looked at her speechlessly, reached out to knock her head, but saw Xia Xiaoman's smile between his eyebrows and eyes. Finally, he put his hand behind him, turned off the light and went back to the room.

"If I had known that winter, I wouldn't have brought you back."

"I had known that I would climb on your bed in the middle of the night, and I would do what I wanted to do first."

Xia Xiaoman gently hit the wall behind him, then reached out and knocked on the door.

There was no response in the room.

She didn't care, and hummed a song in a low voice, feeling the warmth coming from the candle.

"Actually that teacher is quite cute, right?"

Xia Xiaoman remembered that Chen Mengmeng met during the day. She was really good at living people. There were so many things to do and so much joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

You can go out shopping together and say hello to friends and colleagues instead of bringing a ghost.

"Oh, it's a pity that you can only stay in one place for more than ten years, no more than twenty years at most. No one can accompany you for a long time except monsters. Are you lonely? You must be very lonely."

"If you and I had known each other clearly, I would go with you, live to the age of seventy or eighty, and be able to be with you when you die, you can still be with you. In total, you would have at least one hundred years of cherishing it, you would be pitiful."

Xia Xiaoman shook his head, then hit the back of his head and hit the wall, constantly muttering.

"You are lonely, you are empty, you are cold, you want women, stop pretending, I know you want, if you don't speak, I will go in."

Xia Xiaoman listened with his ears, but hesitated, when the door opened, Gu Cheng knocked on her.

"Xia Xiaoman, you are a ghost, don't make these messes."

"The ghosts all look like this, you will know it when you look at the Stories from a Chinese Studio."

She refers to those mountain spirits and ghosts who always like to use illusions to deceive the scholars and woodcutters who stay in the dilapidated temple at night. After having fun all night, it seems that they have taken advantage of it.

This book is worthy of being written by a man, full of fantasy of female ghosts. If it were written by another woman, it would probably turn into a handsome male ghost, elegant and seduce some lonely young ladies in the middle of the night, and finally be beaten to death by a monk and Taoist priest.

"If you are bored, just watch TV." Gu Cheng glanced at her slender calves, stretched out his legs and kicked her. A footprint suddenly appeared in the white stockings.

Xia Xiaoman was angry, "Wang Aimin! I'll fight with you!"

The next day, the wind was sunny.

Xia Xiaoman was still angry, hanging on the roof, and her stockings had been thrown away, her slender calves were hanging down, with bare feet. If Gu Cheng was going to sit at the table, his little feet would just hang on his shoulders, bit by bit, just like what was written in the ghost story.

This is how hanged ghosts are scary.

She couldn't understand why those people were scared to death, with the beauty's little feet hanging down next to her. She shouldn't hold it up at this time, and then asked her: "What's wrong with the girl?"

Then the woman looked elsewhere shyly and said, "The little woman has no grievances, just barely..."

Xia Xiaoman laughed loudly, this is the normal development of the story.

After washing up, Gu Cheng glanced at her. He didn't know what disease the girl had had and suddenly smiled foolishly and went out calmly.

The June sun is starting to show its might again, the summer is hot, and fewer people go out on weekends. Lilith stands on the wall at the end of the alley and doesn’t know what she is looking at, looking attentive, and she doesn’t bother about the hot summer. Her black hair shines in the sun.

"Hey!"

Gu Cheng stomped his feet, Lilith turned her head calmly, and when she saw that it was Gu Cheng, she immediately looked like she had seen a ghost and ran away.
Chapter completed!
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