Your ghost-catching pose is perfect

Xiaotangquan Town, located outside the North Sixth Ring Road of Yan City, is a famous hot spring resort.

There are more than a hundred hot spring hotels and resorts, large and small, with different styles and prices. During the autumn and winter peak seasons, it is difficult to book a room here.

But now it is midsummer, the off-season of Xiaotangquan, and many businesses have put up signs for discounted stays to ensure the flow of passengers.

Qiu Lanying works as room service in a not-so-luxury hot spring hotel. Although the passenger flow is relatively small recently, the location of their hotel is good, and it is relatively close to nearby attractions, so some people will choose to stay there.

At noon that day, the room manager made an intercom call and said that there should be a guest in a room who will check out, but there is no news so far, so let her go and urge her.It happened that Qiu Lanying was cleaning near that room, so she took her work card and knocked on the door.

There was no "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door of the room. After knocking for a long time, Qiu Lanying saw that no one answered the door, so she opened the door with her work card.

"Hello, cleaning—"

There was still no answer in the room.

Qiu Lanying walked in from the foyer, and when she saw the messy clothes thrown all over the floor, she trembled in her heart, for fear of offending the customer.

Unexpectedly, just when her eyes accidentally touched the bed in the house, her heart was shrouded in a huge fear!

Bloodstains were scattered on the snow-white sheets, the quilt and pillows were in a mess, and the sheets were also torn by some unknown force.

A naked female body lay across the center of the bed, with bruises all over her body, lying there motionless.

Qiu Lanying moved over step by step with soft legs, stretched out her hand and pushed the woman, and said in a trembling voice: "This, this lady..."

Before she finished speaking, she was frightened by the cold and stiff body touched by her fingertips and took two steps back, leaning against the wall.

"Death...death..."

"He's dead—!"

……

Jiang Xunli woke up again in a daze on the bed in the master bedroom of Jiang Peng's house. Feeling that he was being hugged tightly, sweating from the heat, he reached out and pushed.

It starts with a piece of smooth skin that is slightly moist.

Jiang Xunli woke up suddenly, and turned to look at Jiang Peng who was clinging to him like a pillow.

At this moment, Jiang Peng, probably feeling a little uncomfortable about being pushed awake, frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes of the two met, and they were very close to each other.

Jiang Xunli suddenly recalled what happened last night.

Jiang Peng is too calm and self-control when it comes to bed matters, it's rare for him to be able to tease him, but he still wants to take care of his injuries and refuses to go any further.

The two fought wits and courage for three days, and all the wounds on Jiang Xunli's body healed.Finally, just last night, he tried his best to achieve the brilliant achievement of "helping each other" -- and he even had the audacity to stay in Jiang Peng's master bedroom.

Although I didn't make it to the end last night, it can be regarded as not a small progress.

Jiang Xunli is very content.

Jiang Peng's eyes gradually cleared up, he quickly let go of his arms, turned over, lifted the quilt covering his waist, and was about to get out of bed.

How could Jiang Xunli make him happy, he swooped over and put his arms around Jiang Peng's waist.

"husband--"

It's called a slut.

Jiang Peng was thrown back on the bed by him, groaned, and sighed helplessly.

Jiang Xunli entangled Jiang Peng from behind like an octopus, and was tired of being with him, and asked in a low hoarse voice that had just woken up: "Husband, last night - did you like it? Hmm?"

While asking, one hand is not honest.

A man who just woke up in the morning is too easily provoked to get angry.

Under Jiang Xun's relentless and powerful pestering skills, Jiang Peng was completely powerless to resist, so he messed around with him again in a daze, and then managed to get out of bed.Jiang Xunli also went back to his own bathroom to wash up contentedly, and when he came out again, Jiang Peng had already changed into a sports suit.

"Eh? Are you going to exercise in the morning?" Jiang Xunli was startled, "Wait for me, I haven't punched for a few days..."

As he said that, he hurried back to the house and changed into the Tai Chi clothes, and followed Jiang Peng downstairs.

The biological clocks of both of them are not the type of sleeping in. It was only early seven o'clock in the morning, the rising sun had not had time to heat the ground, and there was still a hint of coolness in the morning breeze.Jiang Xunli followed Jiang Peng to run around the community, and then came to the open space where he usually fights, and began to do the preparatory activities for breathing.

Don't look at the slow and slow movements of Tai Chi, which seem to consume no energy at all, but in fact, it is very tiring to fight Tai Chi well.Moreover, it requires the unity of body, qi, and spirit, and the rhythm of breathing must not be disturbed in the slightest.Rather than saying that Tai Chi is a sport, it is actually a kind of exercise.

By the time Jiang Xunli finished punching once, his body was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he was ready to start the second punch.

At this time, Jiang Peng finished his jogging and came to the open space to do some strength training.

When Jiang Xunli was punching, he was very focused and would not be affected by external objects at all. After Jiang Peng finished a set of push-ups, he stood aside and watched Jiang Xunli punch.

Jiang Xunli's appearance and temperament are very Chinese classical style. Although he has short hair, it still does not affect his innate classical beauty.Of course, the premise for the existence of this kind of temperament is when he is doing things seriously.As for other things... When Jiang Peng couldn't explain it, this child made him feel invisible.

After a round of Tai Chi, Jiang Xunli slowly closed his posture, breathed out for a while, and then raised his eyes to Jiang Peng who was standing on the edge of the open space.

At that moment, Jiang Peng felt his heart was stabbed hard.

Jiang Xunli's gaze still carried the spirit that he had gathered when punching just now, there was no smile in his brows and eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slanted, with the sharpness of an ancient sword drawn out of its sheath, but it was not ostentatious.

Jiang Peng stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and suddenly realized that he came down for morning exercise, and he didn't bring a bag, and naturally he didn't bring a sketchbook either.

In fact, he has rarely had the urge to draw Jiang Xunli recently.

The two have been together for a long time, and have seen each other's unprepared ugly appearances. They have also seen each other candidly in bed, and because they have caught ghosts together, they have often seen them covered in blood and mud.No matter how amazing a person is, if he smiles in front of his eyes every day, he will inevitably feel fatigued.

But sometimes, some beautiful moments will suddenly jump into Jiang Peng's eyes at an unexpected moment, which makes him feel both pleasantly surprised and moved.

Although many times, he couldn't capture the moment of emotion at the first time, but when he sat in front of the drawing board and recalled that moment, the picture processed by the memory would be endowed with a unique layer of filter, making everything more beautiful. More artistic.

Jiang Peng thought: Grandpa is indeed right.

He has found his muse.

Jiang Xunli saw that Jiang Peng's eyes staring at him softened suddenly, and couldn't help curling up the corners of his mouth, looked around and saw that there was no one, so he went up and hugged Jiang Peng's neck and kissed him.

"Okay, let's go home. What do you want for breakfast?" Jiang Peng smiled.

"Everything you cook is delicious." Jiang Xunli said indifferently.

The two walked side by side on the boulevard in the community, and the atmosphere was just right.Jiang Xunli pondered in his heart, should he tease Jiang Peng again, saying that he wants to eat his...

"Xiao Li!"

A low shout interrupted Jiang Xunli's thinking, and behind a tree by the side of the road, the stubble-faced and embarrassed Wang Ze suddenly jumped out and blocked his way.

Jiang Xunli couldn't help frowning.

Who on earth revealed his information, so that this dog-skinned plaster-like guy not only found the coffee shop, but also found the neighborhood where he lived?

Jiang Peng stepped forward, stood in front of Jiang Xunli, and looked at Wang Ze indifferently.

Seeing Jiang Peng, Wang Ze naturally gritted his teeth again, but for some reason, he didn't come up to hit him, but endured it.Wang Ze calmed down, looked at Jiang Xunli with a pleading look, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoli, can you help me?"

Jiang Xunli was so disgusted that he didn't want to speak.

Jiang Peng raised his hand, put his arms around Jiang Xunli's shoulders, pulled him into his arms, raised his chin at Wang Ze, and said coldly, "My man, why should you help me?"

Jiang Xunli couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking: Hey my great artist, this sentence is so handsome!

Wang Ze stared at his bloodshot eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was tense as if he would rush forward at any moment.

But he finally lost his breath, panted a few times, and knelt down on the ground with a puff.

Jiang Xunli immediately pulled Jiang Peng out of the way, and said disgustedly: "You...don't kneel down to me, I can't bear it, and my life will be shortened."

"Xiao Li, you must help me! I know your family is very powerful! If you don't help me... If you don't help me, I will die! I will die!"

Wang Ze raised his hands and grabbed his hair, regardless of his image, and tears fell as soon as he said: "I beg you? You helped me this time, and I will do whatever you ask me to do in the future!"

"Okay, if you come from the palace, I promise you." Jiang Xunli sneered.

Wang Ze obviously didn't expect this answer, he was stunned for a moment, his face was a little ugly.But he still didn't forget his purpose, and said in a low voice, "Well... you... if you are willing to help me, I can... give you..."

Fortunately, there were no people on this road early in the morning, and the square dancers in the community were all on the other side of the small dance floor. Otherwise, just based on Wang Ze's words, Jiang Xunli would be pointed at when he walked in the community.

Jiang Xunli felt nauseous for a while, pulled Jiang Peng who seemed to rush forward to beat Wang Ze, and shook his head: "Dirty."

"Xiao Li..." Wang Ze crawled a few steps on the ground, as if trying to hug Jiang Xunli's leg.

"If you harass me again, I will call the police." Jiang Xunli said angrily.

Hearing the word "call the police", Wang Ze flinched suddenly, his eyes showed a look of horror, and even his voice became sharper: "No, Xiao Li, you can't do this to me! You...don't call the police! I just want you to help me, you, can you listen to me first? Ah? I beg you..."

At this moment, Jiang Peng's cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was Zhang Chuan calling.

"Mr. Jiang, is Xiaoli by your side?" Zhang Chuan's tone was very urgent.

"Yes, wait a moment." Jiang Peng said, and handed the phone to Jiang Xunli.Jiang Xunli forgot to take his mobile phone when he came out in the morning, Zhang Chuan will come directly to Jiang Peng, there must be something urgent.

"Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Chuan went straight to the point: "Xiao Li, do you know a man named Wang Ze?"

Jiang Xunli was startled, looked at the man kneeling in front of him with a dejected and pleading face, paused, and asked, "What did he do?"

Zhang Chuan stopped for a second, and said in a very serious tone: "Kill."

The author has something to say:

I felt that I only beat him once before, and it was a bit light...

It's better to let the scumbag play himself to death... (snap fingers.gif