Chapter 57:

In the kitchen, the aroma of food rose and filled the surroundings.
Ning Mitang was frying the meat in the pot, her fair face flushed, she bit her lip, and she said, "You go out first, and the food will be ready soon." The man's tall and straight body stood beside her. The scorching sight was too hot for her to ignore.
"Do you think that the dishes I cook are too unpalatable... don't want to see me?" Mo Huai's jaw tightened, his dark eyes filled with panic, and his tone was fierce, "Even so. , You must not despise me. Next time, I will definitely learn better."
Ning Mitang's gaze moved to him and landed on his tight thin lips, and said, "No." The base of her ears was smeared with thin red, "It's just that you are standing here and it affects me."
The girl's words made Mo Huai's heart immediately fall back to its original place. he
He had to admit his fate, his emotions depended on her words. I thought I was very resistant to the feeling of being influenced and dominated by others, but he was quite content at the moment.
The girl half-hanged her head to cook, and her long black hair revealed a pink-white snow neck. She looked ashamed and pleased him.
Mo Huai deliberately approached her, his voice clear and sexy: "Tangtang, the food is too hot, I will help you out." Moisturizing heat sprayed on her ears, crisp and itchy.
Ning Mitang tilted her head, "Then you..."
At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, interrupting her.
"Give me your phone." Ning Mitang saw the phone vibrating on the cabinet counter.
Mo Huai walked over and picked up the phone. He was about to hand it to the girl, but his eyes were caught by the words "Mr. Guo" flashing on the screen. A dim light flashed through the black eyes, and he handed the phone to Ning Mitang naturally.
"Mr. Guo?" Ning Mitang was slightly surprised, and her hands of cooking the vegetables stopped.
"Well, Mitang." On the other end of the phone, Guo Yihao was sitting in the dressing room with a pair of peachy eyes with a small smile, "I have something to ask you. Is it convenient for you?"
"Huh?" Ning Mitang changed his hand to hold the phone easily, "What's the matter? You said."
At this time, in the quiet dressing room, the girl's clear voice rang in her ears, which was pleasant and pleasant. In filming with so many female artists, he hasn't met anyone's looks or voice, and he is better than Ning Mitang.
Guo Yihao’s handsome and handsome face looked relaxed, without the rigor of being on the set, "Today I filmed the scene where the male protagonist fell in love with the female protagonist." Unlike previous scripts, the male protagonist of this show has always been He has a clingy and coquettish character, and he needs to think carefully when he tries such a character for the first time.
"In addition to the linguistic arrogance, what else can the male lead add to his gestures?"
Ning Mitang was holding the phone, her slender fingers tightened, she moved her gaze to the man beside her without saying a word. Her ear tips were slightly hot. She lowered her voice and said slowly: "Facing the heroine Ye Qing, you can pull the corner of her clothes when you are wronged, and hook her finger when you are happy...In short, you think of her when you are full of joy, and when you are lost and lonely, you also need her, physical movements. It came from the heart, and it only means one thing, that is, you want to be tired of her..."
Mo Huai stood quietly to the side, holding back the sourness in his heart. He took out his cell phone and took a picture of Ning Mitang who was chatting on the phone, and posted a photo on Weibo with the text: My girlfriend is chatting with other men on the phone, how should I punish her?
Coconut tree one by one: "Don't let her talk, kiss her."
Curious Little Scissors: "Dump her, little brother, look at me and see me, I don't get ambiguous with other men, just you."
Pickled Jiao’s Butterfly: "Poor brother, grabbed her cell phone, yelled at the phone and hung up, and then...makes up your own brain."
President Huai’s daughter-in-law: "Break up, do you still have a girlfriend like this for the Chinese New Year? Where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, do you see me and grass meet your taste?"
Xiaodaodao Spring: "Cuckolded? This hatred will not be reported to a non-man. Option 1: Kill the man on the other side of the phone, Option 2: Kill the girlfriend."
It's just so full of anger: "Clog her mouth with your mouth."
......
Mo Huai pulled dozens of comments at random, and he responded with a "roll" to the curse. After scanning it several times, he found that one of the fans' suggestions won his heart.
Ning Mitang put forward a few details to Guo Yihao from what she thought, "Actually..." The words just stopped dumbly and stuck in her throat.
It turned out that Mo Huai suddenly hugged her from behind, and her thin lips came close to the small ears. Regardless of her stiff body, he immediately rubbed the earlobes of his lips with his teeth, and then held it in his mouth. Deep and hoarse, he reprimanded clearly: "Tangtang, you are not good, the dishes are all burnt."
As he said, he kindly stretched out his hand from behind to help her put out the fire, and the clean and confusing face began to rub her smooth face, and said generously: "I turned it off for you, you continue to talk."
The voice of the man on the other end of the phone came clearly, Guo Yihao's peach blossom eyes flashed dark, he thought of the man who sent Ning Mitang home last time.
The hot touch on her face made Ning Mitang's cheeks hot. Where else could she talk?
"Mr. Guo..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly discovered that Mo Huai had stretched out her tongue to lick her neck.
A greasy, numb touch came, and for a moment, small bumps were aroused on the fair skin. Ning Mitang trembled slightly, but couldn't make a sentence, "I, I'm busy, so let's hang up first."
The phone was hung up all at once, and Guo Yihao's face was stunned and gloomy on the other end of the phone.
"Mo Huai!" she scolded angrily.
The tip of the man's tongue was warm and smooth, and he licked down her side neck, stopping on the white and delicate collarbone.
"You...what are you doing?" Ning Mitang wanted to push him away, but the compound rebelliously bit her collarbone. A slight painful irritation came and made her almost weaken her legs.
Pleased by Ning Mitang's sensitive reaction, Mo Huai stopped the action in his mouth, very frank and straightforward: "Obviously it is easy to see, I am punishing you."
Faced with the girl's black eyes, the inside was clear and transparent, with a little dazed. He laughed in a low voice, plausibly saying, "Tangtang, it's wrong to leave your boyfriend and talk to other men on the phone."
"Mr. Guo just wanted me for something." Ning Mitang pursed her lips, her voice lowered.
"Ok, I know."
Mo Huai's big head was buried in Ning Mitang's shoulder and he naturally said, "But, I'm just jealous."
A bright light flashed in her dark and deep eyes. Before Ning Mitang could say anything, he held her white tender hand and pressed it to the upper left of his chest, "Tangtang, it's sour and sore here, you help I feel it."
The hand is pressed to the position of the heart, and under the palm is a strong beating heart. Putting her hands on her chest, Ning Mitang quietly felt the beating of her heart, feeling that every beating was as good as a gift from heaven.
The heart suddenly softened into water, and microwaves were rippling.
"Will this... be better?"
Ning Mitang's kiss was lightly printed on her man's profile, with a small smile at the corner of her mouth, and asked him gently.
Mo Huai's expression was startled, and his bright black eyes were filled with joy for an instant. He groaned, "Not enough." Not waiting for Ning Mitang to say anything, the thin lips with beautiful lips chased the pink lips. In the past, just hold on to it.
Ning Mitang felt a little difficult to breathe, and she was a little uncomfortable holding onto the man's clothes.
"Okay... OK," she said vaguely.
The girl's lips were small, soft, and the feeling of sucking in her mouth made him itchy.
This kind of sweetness, I didn't want to let go after a bite, I just wanted to absorb all the sweetness in her mouth.
Ning Mitang was so entangled that her entire tongue was hooked by Mo Huai, licking and licking repeatedly. She didn't know if she was sucked so hard, the tip of her tongue was tingling slightly, and she let out a whimper.
Mo Huai moved away from his slightly swollen lips, his breath a little heavy, he picked up the person and walked out of the living room.
"Where are you holding me? My dishes are not ready yet."
Ning Mitang was so scared that she immediately hugged the man's neck, struggling to get to the ground.
With his arms tightened, the blue veins between Mo Huai's forehead became prominent, and he walked to the sofa in a few strides. He gently put the person on the sofa, and his tall and straight body pressed the girl up.
"Tangtang, kiss me!"
There was danger in his dark eyes. He looked directly at Ning Mitang under him, and his thin lips spit out with fiery heat: "Kiss me, kiss me!"
Ning Mitang looked at him blankly, the man leaned over and pressed it down as if waiting for her response. The tips of their tongues slid back into their small mouths with eagerness, domineeringly entangled the pink tips of their tongues to touch and lick each other.
Long black hair spread out on the sofa, and the little white face blushed brightly, becoming more beautiful and moving. Ning Mitang clung to Mo Huai's sturdy and broad shoulders weakly with both hands, with a small face upturned, bearing the ferocious plunder of the man.
He sucked his lips until the girl trembled before he pried her teeth and got in. The sweet smell made him addicted. One hand clasped the back of her head, pushing her closer to herself, and one hand slipped in from the hem of the dress, clinging to the soft, perfectly shaped side.
He kneaded it lightly, and the soft touch was almost bloody.
Ning Mitang lay weakly on the sofa, her jet-black eyes filled with mist, bright, wet, and unfamiliar emotions. The tide surged, and tears were drenched in the corners of her eyes. Mo Huai kissed deeper than ever, more fierce than ever, as if he wanted to drain the body fluid from her mouth.
Heating was turned on in the living room, the warm room temperature and the man's hot body temperature rose in bursts, and there was an ambiguous and hot atmosphere around.
"pain......"
The girl's delicate whimper sounded.
Ning Mitang's small face was not knowing whether it was hot or emotional, it was stained with blush, beautiful eyebrows were lightly frowned, and the base of her tongue was licked hard by the man over and over again, and she felt her tongue numb.
Mo Huai's breathing was very heavy, his eyes were so dark that he wanted to drip ink. He withdrew his tongue from his small mouth, and then licked her water-stained red lips a few times, his forehead pressed against him, and his voice was dumb. It's unreasonable: "Tangtang, I feel uncomfortable..." The movement on his hand continued, and the intensity became stronger.
Ning Mitang's head was dazed, and she looked at him blankly with eyes that looked like a stream of spring water, "Huh?"
"You have to hurt me." Mo Huai's heart was pounding, he glanced down, his big hands moved in the girl's close-fitting autumn clothes, and the back of his hands clearly stood out.
"Wh, what?" Ning Mitang heard her soft voice, her face becoming even hotter.
Mo Huai's whole body was tense and restless. He couldn't help holding her hand and letting it go to where he was uncomfortable. His tongue became more dry and his mouth became more dry. He hummed slightly comfortably, "Tangtang, help me hold it. ......"
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"Team Qiao, the deceased was found by an old man who picked up the garbage. He made a transcript for her and found that the corpse was around 7:30 this morning." Fang Yang looked at the transcript, "The old man will usually be nearby. Picking up the tatters. Because there was heavy snow in the day before, I didn't come yesterday, thinking about coming here earlier today, I found the dead lying on the ground."
Qiao Ziyan's hard and cold silhouette became more and more cold in the narrow and cold alley. He observed the dead on the ground and was already sure that this was a girl rape.
"The deceased had been sexually assaulted before his death. The neck and wrist had deep scars and were caused by bleeding." The forensic doctor checked it again and said to Qiao Ziyan: "The corpse was affected by the ice and snow on the ground. From one in the morning to five in the morning."
Fang Yang frowned, he also thought of the three previous homicides, the causes of death were different, but the methods were similar. He said: "The murderer's methods are getting more and more cruel. The first deceased was covered and suffocated to death, the second deceased was strangled, and the third deceased was stabbed in the heart. And now this deceased is Drain the blood of the deceased directly."
"He has learned to enjoy the fun of killing while killing." Qiao Ziyan's voice was cold.
"Team Qiao, you mean, the murderer was always watching the dead bloodletting while he was bleeding?" Fang Yang glanced at the ground, the blood stain turned dark red, and the ground was stained with a large area.
"Yes."
Qiao Ziyan looked around and also looked around the deceased. Except for the red-stained ground, no murder weapon was found.
"Find the relatives of the deceased and notify them to come and claim them. Immediately find someone to check the neighborhood to see if there are any weapons discarded by the murderer. Also, visit the people living nearby and check the nearby surveillance to see if there are clues."
"Yes, Team Joe."