The leakage is broken, and the night is quiet.

The girl on the bed, her high fever finally subsided.

Luo Qingzhou stroked her forehead repeatedly, and after making sure that her temperature finally returned to normal, Fang breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped her in a quilt, and left the room.

He was going to go back and sleep for a while.

I have to go to Jubao Pavilion tomorrow.

I haven't had a good sleep these past few nights.

As soon as I left the room, I suddenly saw the door opposite move and a piece of pink clothes flashed in.

He walked over directly and said at the door: "Bailing, I'm going back to sleep. Miss Xia Chan's fever has gone away, she should be fine."

There was silence in the room, and no one responded.

Luo Qingzhou did not stay any longer, and just as he was about to leave, there was a sudden "cough" in the room.

He stopped and looked inside along the crack of the ajar door.

The room was dark and nothing could be seen.

He suddenly remembered that it seemed to be a similar scene during the bridal chamber. In the darkness, he was suddenly hugged by someone, rotated and pressed on the bed.

Then……

With his heart trembling slightly, he looked at the crack in the door and suddenly whispered: "Laun Ling, do you want me to come in?"

There was no response from the room.

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pushed open the door.

"Squeak..."

The door opened slightly.

He struggled mentally for a while, but finally walked in.

My vision quickly adapted to the darkness.

In the corner next to her, Bai Ling was leaning there in a pink dress, biting her lip and looking at him quietly, her eyes flashing, as if she was hesitating about something.

"Bailing..."

Luo Qingzhou's eyes met with hers, and his heart suddenly felt agitated.

Bai Ling leaned against the corner and looked at him quietly for a while, then said softly: "Uncle, do you want to...want to bully others?"

Luo Qingzhou walked closer and looked at her watery eyes and pretty face in the dark. He suddenly reached out and hugged her slender waist, lowered his head and pressed it against her forehead and said, "It's not you who lured me in."

Of?"

Bai Ling's face was pink, her eyelashes were drooping, and she whispered: "No."

The girl's breath was warm, her body exuded a charming fragrance, her heart was beating rapidly, and her tall chest was rising and falling slightly.

Luo Qingzhou's heart felt hot, he lowered his head and kissed her mouth.

"Um...Uncle, don't..."

Bai Ling struggled in his mouth, but his body fell limply in his arms, his hot little face was raised, his eyes were blurred, and he looked like he was ready to take whatever he wanted.

Luo Qingzhou hugged her and kissed her for a while, then suddenly bent down, picked her up, walked to the bed, and threw her on the bed.

Tonight, he was going to have sex with her while he was awake.

When he pressed up and was about to take off her pink dress, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind.

Just like that night.

He stiffened and turned to look.

The room behind me is empty.

There was no one at the door.

He was stunned for a moment, got up and walked quickly to the door, opened the door, and looked outside.

It was quiet outside and no one was there.

But where did that chill come from?

He hesitated for a moment, then walked to the opposite room, gently opened the door, and looked at the bed inside.

Xia Chan was still lying quietly on the bed and fast asleep.

strangeness?

He was stunned, closed the door, looked around again, and thought to himself: Could it be that he was frightened many times and had an illusion?

He no longer thought about it and returned to Bai Ling's room.

I closed the door and bolted the door directly.

The girl in a pink skirt was still lying quietly on the bed, maintaining the position he had held just now, with her hands on her head, her hair messy, her face shy, her eyes blurred, her expression in a trance, motionless.

The pink skirt spread out, like a flower waiting for him to pick.

The pair of slender and beautiful girl's legs rested on the edge of the bed and were slightly spread apart.

Luo Qingzhou watched quietly for a while, then squatted down and helped her take off her shoes.

Immediately, he helped her gently take off the pink socks on her feet.

Then he stood up, bent down, and gently untied the pink belt around her slim waist.

Just as he was preparing to take the next step, the door suddenly clicked and rang.

His movements froze and he turned around to look.

The door is still closed.

There was silence at the door, nothing unusual.

He was stunned for a moment, walked over, and when he was about to pull the door latch, he suddenly found that the door latch had already been opened!

He clearly remembered that he had plugged it in just now.

His heart skipped a beat, he opened the door, walked out, looked around, but didn't see anyone.

He immediately walked to the opposite room, opened the door, and looked at the bed again.

The girl was still wrapped in the quilt, motionless.

Could it be... the eldest lady?

Thinking of this, the desires in his heart were immediately washed away, and his mind immediately regained its clarity.

No matter who the other party is, at this time, things will definitely not be able to continue.

The other party was obviously determined to ruin his good relationship with Bai Ling.

If you don't leave at this time, it will only become more embarrassing.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, so he walked quickly back to Bai Ling's room and said at the door: "Ba Ling, I'm going back. You have a good rest. I was actually joking with you just now."

After saying that, he quickly ran away without waiting for her answer.

Bai Ling lay on the bed and was stunned for a while. Fang suddenly sat up and shouted: "Uncle..."

No one responded.

Someone has already escaped.

She sat on the bed in a daze for a while, then she mumbled aggrievedly: "At least... at least help people tie their clothes and put on their socks, it's annoying."

"Smelly uncle, don't ever think about taking off other people's clothes again, don't even think about looking at other people's feet, ugh..."

"Squeak..."

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Immediately, a cold figure appeared at the door, standing there like a ghost, silently.

Bai Ling immediately covered his face and sobbed: "Smelly uncle, how disgusting, I was sleeping, and he suddenly ran in and held me down, and started to bully me... Wuwu, I am weak and can't resist at all, Wuwu...

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Then he looked at the door through his fingers and said: "Fortunately, I resisted with all my strength in the end, so I didn't let the smelly uncle succeed. Chanchan, can you help me punish my uncle tomorrow and make him stop being lewd to me?"

The cold figure at the door, with long, messy hair, remained motionless and silent.

Bai Ling got up from the bed and said with his bare white feet: "Look, the smelly uncle took off all my socks and hugged her little feet and kissed them for a long time. It's... so scary."

At this time, the figure at the door finally spoke slowly: "Do you want to let him know that you still..."

Bai Ling lowered his head and put on his shoes and socks, denying: "I didn't..."

"You still want to..."

"No, no, no!"

The figure at the door was silent for a while, and Fang whispered: "Bailing, don't... don't let him know..."
To be continued...