MTL - I Wasn’t Born Lucky-Chapter 244

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Xiao Li stretched out his hand to depict Shen Mirage's facial features, and was directly caught and kissed by the other party.

When Shen Mizhi originally mentioned the pile of "light bulbs" in his lover's house, his heart full of hostility was miraculously appeased by this sentence.

Shen Mirage took a bite of the young slender finger and asked lowly, "What is the difference between a friend and a boyfriend?"

Xiao Li seemed to think for a while. He hooked his chin, raised his head and branded a kiss: "I wouldn't do this to a friend."

A moist touch came from the lips, like the butterfly perched on Xiao Li's eyelashes on the youth's lips.

Shen Mirage felt that his entire heart had been grabbed violently.

He looked at Xiao Li with helpless tenderness and love.

Why are there such people in the world?

It's as if he was born to kill him.

Every touch makes him tremble, and even a movement or a look can soothe him. He wants to hug him when he can’t see it, and when he really hugs him, he wants more. I can’t wait to stay in bed every night Stay where there are only two of them.

Shen Mirzhi has never experienced such turbulent emotions.

Although he knows this is love.

The young man's eyes were too hot, Xiao Li kissed him, and when he was about to retreat, Shen Mirage suddenly reached out and held his head from behind, deepening the kiss.

He sucked at the base of his tongue.

After a long time, Shen Mirzhi was willing to let Xiao Li go.

Xiao Li lay back on his thighs lazily, only to feel that his entire lips were tingling: "...Next time, can you restrain yourself? I think you will be hypoxic every time."

He is not a tangled person, since he has chosen to take this step with Shen Mirage, then there is no need to pretend to refuse, this kind of thing is something every couple of lovers will want to do.

Even Xiao Li didn't hate Shen Mirzhi's crazy possessiveness, it would make him feel safe.

His voice was dull after the kiss, and it sounded like coquettish, soft, very seductive, the kind of voice that is rarely heard in Xiao Li.

Shen Mirage only felt that he could not bear it again.

He reached out and fiddled with the opponent's eyelashes: "Don't you like it?"

Xiao Li: "It's not that I don't like it, it's just a little uncomfortable."

"I will pay attention." Shen Mirage said.

Xiao Li nodded and did not dwell on the topic. He turned his head and looked at the TV in front of the sofa, and realized that because the remote control was put aside by them, the program now on the TV was an ancient idol drama.

Calculating the time, it should be the broadcast time of Fu Zige's favorite variety show.

Xiao Li stretched out his hand for the remote control. He didn't reach it. He looked at Shen Mirage. The young man grabbed his hand and easily grabbed the remote control placed on the coffee table and handed it to Xiao Li.

Xiao Li switched to the King of Singer program group.

Although Xiao Li's guarantee was given, and it seemed that the Great Demon King Shen Mirage had been appeased, Fu Zige still chose to change the site with a strong desire for survival. He now hangs the entire microphone on the cat climbing frame, from a strange angle. Watching this show with difficulty.

Of course, he did not forget to thank Xiao Li.

After Xiao Li cared about Fu Zige, waiting to take a shower, he suddenly noticed that his waist was itchy, but Shen Mirchi was dissatisfied that he was ignored, stretched out his hand to hold his waist, and looked at him silently.

Silent protest.

Xiao Li laughed, can't you just watch it for a while?

He just went to change the remote control.

Xiao Li changed his posture. He got up from Shen Mirage's lap, half of his body pressed against the opponent, and looked at the young man's eyes at close range: "Do you have anything else to tell me?"

His distance was too close, and Shen Mirzhi could see his eyes unobstructed. He looked at the opponent's pure black eyes almost fascinated, like eternal darkness, able to absorb him.

Shen Mirage's throat rolled up and down. He hesitated for a quarter of an hour, as if thinking about whether or not to expose his old bottom, but in the end he replied: "...No."

Xiao Li: "Really?"

He looked straight into Shen Mizhi's eyes and refused to let go.

Just as Shen Mizhi thought his eyes were good-looking, Xiao Li actually liked the other person's eyes very much. They were a color not seen in ordinary humans, dangerous and charming.

"..."

Shen Mirchi did not reply, he touched Xiao Li again with a slight hand.

Muddle through.

****

Late at night, Xiao Li's door was closed tightly.

In the darkness, the little black cat lay quietly on the sofa, and Xiuji squatted in the ancient painting, playing with ghost hands and playing games with the stickman.

However, the little black cat's ears suddenly rose, and he lifted up and looked at the door.

Approaching footsteps came from the door.

Immediately, a white translucent shadow entered through the wall. It was numb and walked straight in.

The little black cat arched his back and glanced disgustingly at the white cat sleeping beside him.

Before the little black cat could attack, Xiuji's sleeve shot out from the ancient painting, wrapped it in the shadow, and instantly rolled it into the ancient painting and handed it to the stickman as a toy.

Just as Xiuji suppressed the ghost, the whole world was undergoing anomalies.

Inside a mansion on the outskirts of the city, Zheng Yi was asleep.

He is holding a game console handle in his hand. He snores and falls asleep after playing halfway through the game on the bed. The LCD screen hanging on the front wall has gone to sleep after a long period of inactivity, and the dark screen is illuminated by the night light. The shadow of Zheng Yi on the bed was faintly reflected.

Except for Zheng Yi's undulating chest and the snoring of his masterpiece, the whole picture in the room remained still for about half an hour.

Then... the sudden change!

The game handle held by Zheng Yi is connected to a very long wire, enough for him to pull directly from the charging socket to the bed. The charging wire was originally winding on the floor, forming an irregular circle.

However, at this moment, the charging cable that fell along the edge of the bed was tightened.

It was as if under the bed, another "person" grabbed the thread and pulled it down fiercely!

"boom--"

Zheng Yi was awakened by the sound of the game console hitting the floor. He slept well, rubbed his eyes in a daze, looked around, and finally found traces of the culprit on the floor.

The game console lay in the middle of the pile of charging cables.

Zheng Yi didn't think much at first. His room gave him a great sense of security. He thought it was because he let the handle slide down the bed sheet when he turned over restlessly while sleeping. He didn't bother to take it, fearing to drive him away. Sleepy, just lie down like this, turn off the night light beside the bed, and arch into the quilt.

Only when the dim sleepiness came, his nerves as a reincarnation instinctively issued a warning. Zheng Yi used the last trace of clarity to call out his life-saving props and placed it under the pillow.

The drowsiness never disappeared, and Zheng Yi soon fell asleep again.

But the charging cable still lying on the floor moved, as if an invisible "person" was holding its middle part, and it climbed onto this single bed from the end of the bed.

Zheng Yi snored loudly again, and the charging cable suddenly stopped in the air. It gradually came to the head of the bed, wrapped it around his neck, and pulled it to both sides!

According to normal development, Zheng Yi would be strangled alive by it, and eventually died of suffocation because of his inability to breathe.

But at the moment when the charging cable was applied, a golden light was emitted from under the pillow, and a protective net protected Zheng Yi on the bed, pulling it apart and slamming it to the ground!

Now Zheng Yi completely woke up.

When he saw that his life-saving items were used up, he immediately realized what had just happened.

Zheng Yi got up with his **** peeing, grabbed the task notebook that had been on the bedside, and ran away without looking at the charging cable under the bed. He didn't forget to turn around and locked the door with the key and shouted: " Dad, Mom! Get up, our house is haunted!"

His voice echoed in the large living room.

Seeing that his parents didn't respond, Zheng Yi hurried to their door and knocked, knocking and howling.

This time his parents were completely awakened. The master bedroom next door turned on the light from inside the room. The beautiful woman Xiao Li had seen was wearing a silk nightdress and called her son by name and name: "Xiao Yi , If you don't sleep at night, what are you making here?"

"It's not safe here, hurry up, let's... we leave here!" Zheng Yi hurriedly said to his parents. He looked back at his closed door anxiously, for fear that the ghost inside would suddenly rush out. It’s too late to explain to you. Believe me, your son won’t hurt you! Let’s go to the hotel... No, no, if the house is not safe, the hotel is even more dangerous. Go to the apartment on the west side! It’s close to Sherlock’s house over there!"

His mother listened to his broken thoughts: "Xiao Yi, are you all right? Who is Sherlock?"

"I'll tell you later, organize things first, and go quickly!"

His parents looked at each other, and it was rare to see his son so anxious. Although they didn't understand what had happened, they chose to follow his instructions.

...

This scene also happened all over the world.

A white-collar worker worked overtime until late at night, and had just returned home from the company on the last bus of the supper line.

She was the only person on the entire bus. It was not the first time she took this bus at this time, so she put her forehead on the window and shook as the bus progressed.

At ten o'clock, she was too sleepy, but now at two o'clock in the morning, she has a strange spirit, so she looked at the scenery outside the car window all the way, waiting for the arrival of the station.

At the crossroads, at a red light, the driver stopped the car.

There is a circle drawn in white chalk on a small road nearby with traces of burnt tinfoil.

It should be someone from a nearby resident's home who has died, so let's call upon the family members here.

The white-collar worker opened his mouth and yawned, looking aimlessly.

When I get home, I will stop eating, take a shower and see if I can fall asleep earlier. There is still a project to bid for tomorrow...

She was thinking, and just about to look down at the phone, her whole head froze suddenly.

Just now, she saw an old man's face in the circle.

That old, wrinkled face was so clear, as clear as it was stuck outside the window!

"what--!"

The white-collar screamed, and she fell directly from the single seat to the ground, and the driver lying in front of the steering wheel frowned and looked at her.

...

At four o'clock in the morning that day, the reincarnations received a unified task.

The little yellow book that Xiao Li had left in the living room shook, and the pages of the book opened automatically:

[Task object: everyone. 】

[This is your world, this is your reality, the defensive barrier is shattered, mankind is at stake, now is the time for you to make a decision. 】

[Survival or destruction? Do you choose to go to the Underworld, become his believer, his lackey, or choose to resist and fight to the last moment? It is worth reminding that if you choose the latter, if you fail, you will become a character in the story. Of course, this is just my little reminder, you can still choose your own path. 】

[I look forward to your ending. 】

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