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Liang Hong didn't know what to say or what to do.It's just being oppressed by a ghost, nothing more.Human life is so big, who dares to say that he has never experienced a ghost crush once and a half?This is a life experience, and it must be true.

Liang Hong never knew that her psychological endurance would be so high, but within a day, she went from loss to relaxation, then to fear, and then to joy, and soon began to worry about Liu Bing's abnormal state, and now He was also frightened, and physically abused (literally) inhumanely, but he was able to teach himself, and his heart was really big enough.But this does not mean that Liang Hong has no temper.It is clear that as long as he listens to his own explanation, the matter can be resolved peacefully, and it is clear that he only needs to give her a welcome hug, but she is unwilling to listen and has no trust in herself.Since he was afraid of rejection, how could he be so confused as to do such a thing? It's crazy.

But I finally know your heart, and I am more sure of mine, but I will not tell you.Liang Hong thought.

In addition, as Liu Bing expected, Liang Hong is very familiar with her techniques.So she exposed, exposed who is behind those so-called "narcissism" or "sexual dreams".

Shameless!

To sum up, the first thing Liang Hong does when she wakes up is to push away Liu Bing who is leaning on her, and then make the same expression as all the forced heroines in the novel.The expression of "you bastard, even if you get my body, you can't get my heart", made Liu Bing feel a burst of heartache.But compared with the "dessert" of the night before, Liu Bing can be ignored.Liu Bing brought a towel and water for Liang Hong without saying a word, and carefully wiped off the traces of the unknown liquid on her body, looking very gentle.

In a daze, Liang Hong felt exactly the same as when Liu Bing took care of her sick.It's really a deceptive face. At that time, I thought that I was a erotic scholar who loved female ghosts in Liaozhai, but now it seems that this scholar was fascinated by the female ghost's spell.

Liang Hong suddenly grabbed Liu Bing's arm, she couldn't make a sound, she could only point to her dry and chapped lips, and barely made a sound of "Ah...", she wanted to drink water.I screamed all night yesterday, I was so thirsty, although the man didn't hear a sound.

Liu Bing's eyes lit up when he saw Liang Hong's movements, and he immediately followed Liang Hong's instructions and kissed her.In the next second, Liang Hong half-struck and pushed him away. "Water..." Finally suppressing the word, Liu Bing shrugged his nose in embarrassment and went out to find water.

It's beautiful to think.Liang Hong thought: Why didn't I see that this was a rascal, and took Liu Bing for a snail girl.

What Liang Hong didn't know was that after Liu Bing left her sight, he touched his shoulder that was pushed away by her with a smile on his face.It's so nice to touch.

So, Liang Hong spent the day in bed, and she didn't know if Liu Bing asked for leave for herself, it would be better if she did, because she owed her all her body.Liang Hong lay on the bed with nothing to do, so her gaze was always on Liu Bing from time to time.It seemed that Liang Bing's appearance would never change again, otherwise, why would she dangle in front of him with a black air? Even if he wanted to forgive her, he took back his thoughts when he saw her appearance as a bad person.

But Liu Bing was born pretty good-looking, even if the pregnant ghost who was used to scare him into becoming a ghost wiped off the blood on his face, it must have a poignant beauty.But now, there is a hint of evil charm, obviously a villain but because she is a beauty, people can't feel disgusted.Thinking of this, some parts of Liang Hong began to throb again.

No matter how beautiful she is, she is also a jerk.After thinking silently three times, Liang Hong finally regained a little bit of self-esteem.

The author has something to say: This world that looks at faces......

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