Chapter 82 Morbid Desire
The beam of light was clearly not far away from them, but Qianzhi felt like it had been walking for a long time.
“I remember walking this way.”
Qianzhi pulled Bo Lan towards the direction of the light column. Suddenly, a strange sound of wind was heard, as if something was falling.
Suddenly, everything around was pitch black.
The big hand that she was holding the man with suddenly became cold and sticky, and pulled her back.
"Alan?"
She was pulled back into the man's arms.
The chest that was hugging her was not warm, but cold and damp, as if it had been soaked in water.
"Yeah. I'm here, Qian, Qian." The man's voice became a little sticky, as if a spider web wanted to stick to her tightly.
His cool arms wrapped around her waist, then moved up along her soft sides, gently stroking her most sensitive area.
"Don't move, Alan," Qianzhi frowned, trying to break free from his grip, then raised her head to look in the dim direction, "Did we take the wrong road? Do you remember where we came from?"
"I can't quite remember," he whispered in her ear, "but Qianqian, do you want to know what I remember?"
Qianzhi paused, a drop of cold sweat running down her back.
The man behind her now used Bo Lan's voice, but the tone and way of speaking were completely different from Bo Lan.
His broad shoulders locked the girl tightly in his arms, leaving her no room to escape.
"I remember the way you smiled." His fingers flicked her thick eyelashes and then moved to her cheek. "You have a small dimple here. If you suck hard, it will definitely be sweet and intoxicating."
She felt the wetness running down her cheek, overcoming the sweet and fishy taste of the black water.
"And the way you look with tears in your eyes is so beautiful and alluring that it makes me feel extremely hungry. I really want to eat you up like this—"
His voice became deeper and creepier, and the tone changed.
Bang--
It was a thousand vines that stretched out from her back, tied the man tightly, and threw him to the ground.
"You are not Bo Lan." Qianzhi narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"
"My baby is so perceptive, how did you find me?" The brown tone in "Bo Lan"'s irises disappeared, replaced by the intruder's scarlet and black intertwined.
"He's not as perverted as you, nor as disgusting." Her little leather shoes stepped on his chest mercilessly, crushing it again and again.
"Hmm," the man groaned softly, his chest rising and falling due to the force of her stepping on him.
It seemed that he was not in pain because she stepped on him, but rather seemed to be enjoying it.
"Don't you think he's that perverted?" He chuckled. "Don't underestimate a dog's desire for its master."
"He wants to lick, to bite, to do things his master would never imagine. He wants more than just to be your dog." His voice was low and dangerous, as if all the hunger in the world would roll off the tip of his tongue.
"And I," those terrifying blood-red eyes looked up at her, "we should be one."
His body seemed to be surrounded by a thick black aura because of the distorted tone of his voice.
"I belong to you, and you belong to me. Our consciousness, our bodies, and our souls should all be tightly integrated. There is no way for you to be separated from my body and soul. You will be with me forever."
The description was so eerie and paranoid that it gave Qianzhi goosebumps.
She controlled the vines and moved the man in front of her.
"Now, get out of Bo Lan's body."
The end of the vine moved menacingly near his temple, trying to pierce his forehead.
The man still smiled.
"Baby, this is already Bo Lan's conscious world. If you interfere too roughly with his mental image and drive me away, it won't be me who gets hurt, but only your poor little dog."
"Really?" The girl's long eyelashes trembled and her eyes flashed slightly.
"Why don't you beg me, dear," he said, smiling wickedly, "kiss me like you would your little dog."
Under the black fog, the man's face gradually changed, from Bo Lan's handsome face to a completely different face.
It was the face she had seen inside the "door".
The ultimate gorgeousness, the ultimate danger.
The girl looked at him expressionlessly and slowly approached him.
Then he swung his arm and punched him hard in the face.
"Please?" Qianzhi flexed his wrist and punched him again. "It would be better to beat you up."
The man's face tilted to one side due to external force.
He slowly turned towards Qianzhi again, his scarlet eyes flashing with a terrifyingly hot light.
He licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, then pushed his tongue against her mouth, staring at her still clenched fist with dissatisfaction, squinting his eyes and smiling.
"Baby, does your hand hurt? Do you want to come a few more times?"
He didn't mind if she "touched" him a few more times.
The black mist clinging to his body seemed to sense the man's growing excitement, surging out and gradually spreading towards her along the thousands of vines.
The black mist entangled and infected the vines, as if every tiny molecule had grown sticky lips and tongues, madly sniffing and absorbing her scent.
The feeling of being eroded made Qianzhi's scalp tingle. She suddenly spread out her vines, which turned into long soft whips, dispersing all the black fog that was approaching her.
The black mist dissipated, revealing the man's bloodshot eyes, burning hot and filled with morbid fascination.
His eyes were like the black mist that was so thick that it was almost stringy, swirling with terrifying desire.
"Why did you reject me?" His voice was getting closer and closer to her. "What is there about human scum that you should be attached to?"
Almost in an instant, the man was in front of Qianzhi.
The black mist turned into countless tentacles, entangled with her vines.
He put his lips close to hers, about to touch her face.
The next moment.
Suddenly his whole body shook, and a strange sound came from his body, as if the skin was torn from the muscles, or like the sound of something being crushed.
The scarlet eyes flickered and strangely turned brown.
Qianzhi heard Bo Lan's sinister voice.
"Get out of my body."
While writing this for the love of my life, I thought that no one except a few cute kids were reading it. But today I received a few new comments, and I am still a little happy (wiping tears)
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