Mr. Chief, We're A Contractual Marriage

The house deep in the forest in the suburbs looks very ordinary outside, but the decoration inside is very luxurious. Maybe, just don't want to attract too much attention.

This house is not a medieval castle, nor does it live in vampires. However, in this house, there lived a creature more terrible than vampires.

Step by step, closer and closer to the house. In front, the teaching of Luo Jin's poetry, when it collapsed into the ground full of weeds. She doesn't know that this is the warning range of the house!

"Master, they seem to be prepared!"

The sound was clear and sounded in the cold living room.

"Grab it and lock it in the basement. Be careful not to let them find out. Don't let people wake up and look at the place! Do you understand? "

In words, there is a strong spirit that can not be denied.

"Yes."

Turn around and disappear in front of the seeker. Xun picked up the cigar in front of him, put it on his nose and gently smelled it. It seems that Xun is deeply poisoned by this fragrance. It seems that it is the temptation of poppy. However, how many times, I just smell it. When I breathe deeply, I rarely ignite it.

Outside, Ji Shangnan and Luo Jinshi are getting closer to the house.

"Ji Shangnan, do you think it's strange here?"

Luo Jinshi perceives everything around her with her woman's unique sensitivity and smell. However, Ji Shangnan, who has been sensitive all the time, didn't think so much! For him, it's just an ordinary house. He lives either rich or very poor. Rich people want to live in such a hidden place. There are poor people who live in such a place when they have no money to buy land and accommodation.

"How strange?"

Ji Shangnan asked Luo Jin about his poem.

"It's so mysterious here. Does it look like the place where vampires are hidden in the movie? In a deserted place, suddenly there is such a house... Ah... Xinrui... Shouldn't she be... "

Luo Jin's poem suddenly shouted, which frightened Ji Shangnan.

However, Luo Jinshi was also frightened by her idea of Ma XingKong that day. There were some beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Luo Jinshi, do you think this is a movie? Besides, I'm still watching American blockbusters? "

Ji Shangnan hummed coldly and looked at two things. His eyes were full of disdain. This woman is really in trouble.

"It's really mysterious here! Moreover, my intuition tells me that this place is not simple! I'm just telling you in the simplest way. Can you understand? "

This place is really strange for Luo Jin's poetry.

They walked shoulder to shoulder. Luo Jinshi was worried and afraid. She wants to have a dependency. However, looking at Ji Shangnan in front of her, she would not pull him even if she lived or died. Just walking alone, on the forehead, I have been sweating and afraid. Suddenly, a vampire came out from behind. At once, he was restrained in his throat!

"I can't understand the strange idea of your women. Don't talk. I'm afraid there are other 'pets' around here. Be careful to jump out and bite you! "

Ji Shangnan made a face to scare Luo Jin's poetry while carefully reminding him.

Another kind of 'pet'. Ji Shangnan is a different kind of person. If he is not different, why do others keep normal pets, but he has to keep African wild leopards as pets all the time! This meeting is my heart. I just pray that no one is the same as Ji Shangnan. It's good to have the habit of raising African wild leopards.

It was at this meeting that the two pretended to laugh and speculate about what was behind the mystery. But he was ignorant and unconscious. His back was cold, like being hit hard by something. Suddenly, their nerves couldn't support and fainted.

Rubbed and fell to the ground. Two men in black suits look at each other. Quickly, Ji Shangnan and Luo Jinshi were recited together and brought into the closed villa with a mysterious atmosphere.

"Master, I've locked people in the basement. Together with the previous woman, one woman and one man. They all fainted. I'm afraid they'll wake up soon. Master, what should I do now. Do you want to kill them or throw them out? "

The man in black asked.

"Do it now. Remember, don't leave any clues. Do you understand? "

"Yes."

The answer was sonorous and powerful.

The man in black immediately walked outside and was about to carry out the search order.

In the basement, three people were together, next to each other, lying on the ground. Cold, but no one can feel it. The light was very dim, however, no one opened their eyes to see all this.

The cigar at the tip of his finger seemed to give off a strange smell. He took a deep breath of the smell. Open your eyes and say, "wait, I'll have a look first. Who on earth can break into my land. "

The voice of the seeker was not loud, but it made it clear to the man in black who had walked out of a distance. The man in black immediately stopped, retreated on both sides of the road, waiting for the arrival of the seeker.

Xun put down his cigar and walked towards the basement with two men in black.

The dark basement is very big, but it is divided into many rooms. However, in the room where Luo Jinshi and she stayed, the Yin Qi was the heaviest. Here, I don't know how many dead have been buried. It's just that these may have something to do with finding.

In the darkness, the man in Black opened the door.

Luo Jinshi, Ji Shangnan and Fu Xinrui appeared in Xun's eyes through that mask. On the face, it was a sudden surprise covered by the mask.

"You all go out!"

"Yes!"

Drove away all the people and approached the three step by step. His eyes scanned Ji Shangnan's body. Finally, it fell on Luo Jin's poetry. Except for the initial amazement, he was as if he had a magic dimple. He squatted down gently. His slender fingers, somehow, gently caressed Luo Jinshi's cheek.

Delicate skin, just to meet the needs of the fingertips. Looking for eyes, fell on Luo Jinshi's face and never moved away. The hand, also on Luo Jin's soft face, slipped gently dozens of times. Even, when he played Luo Jinshi's ears in his own hands, he hid his lips behind the mask and was gently pulled out of a smile.

Confused, Luo Jin's poetry is like a dream. This dream, no panic, no fear. But it is extremely beautiful. In the dream, it was the hand with light fragrance caressing his cheek.