Lu Zhi's finger on Lan Min's cheek moved back a little, so slowly, as if he was infinitely nostalgic.

"Master, do you have a farewell kiss?"

Still a little unwilling.

Lu Zhi raised his head and looked at the camera turned in the corridor not far away. His boss must be staring angrily at what he was doing.

The fingertips slid to the corners of his lips, and Lan Min felt something from Lu Zhiyin's forbearing voice. He lowered his eyes, tilted his face slightly, and lightly tapped the man's cold fingertips with his lip beads.

The smile on Lu Zhi's lips widened, "Thank you."

The camera's red light flashed and this scene was recorded.

The plot changed again

It's really shameful that the secretary who was just a supporting role actually had selfish desires and unrealistically wanted to keep Lan Mo in her own nest.

The human face will bring Lan Mo back.

The plot has changed again.

Under the attack of the human face, the secretary came to Li Shan's territory holding Lan Min.

Countless faces with dark eyes looked up at the white-haired young man having close contact with the man whose knees were covered in blood, squirming upwards like crazy, dragging the man's feet.

In a community tens of kilometers away from the company building, the black-haired doctor sat neatly on the shabby sofa in Lan Min's house, staring at this scene through the eye sockets of the faces in the company through the eyes behind his lenses.

It deserves to die.

The fingertips are completely gone.

Lan Min turned around, but there was nothing behind him, and there was no longer any shadow of Lu Zhi. The stairs that Lu Zhi carried him through were still in darkness, and Lan Min heard someone's face laughing sharply.

"Lu Zhi" Lan Min shouted.

There was no response. Lan Min pressed one hand on the floor. There was something sticky on the floor. He supported his body and stood up silently, spreading his palms towards the light not far away.

Lan Min lowered his head and saw a pool of dark red blood in his palm, which was mixed into a fluffy cloth.

The camera and the faces in the darkness were all focused on the quiet white-haired young man.

Such a dirty ball of blood appeared in the ice-like palm of the white-haired young man. It didn't match at all.

The palms of her hands slowly closed, like the white buds with petals gathered together, Lan Min left the blood stains on her palms.

The moment he closed his palms, Lan Min heard the sound of a game prompt ringing in his ears.

The writer's ill will towards you has risen to the point of gnashing his teeth - why should he touch such dirty things?

An ability of the writer is being randomly selected——

Congratulations on getting the weakened version of Les Misérables. Skill introduction: The despair and terror you wrote on paper will all be realized. It is limited to ten words. Each copy of the skill CD can only be activated once.

In the scholarly community, the pen leaves writing on the snow-white paper.

The doctor has been waiting at home for too long and it can't wait any longer.

It can definitely take Lan Mo away from the company.

Lan Mo slowly walked to the bright corridor, with white lights covering every corner. Compared with the dark stairs, this place was a bright new world.

At the end of the corridor is a golden door.

The key to the door was in Lan Min's pocket. The camera watched silently as Lan Min took out the key with his inconvenient left hand and opened the door. I don't know if he was afraid that the blood on his right hand would contaminate the key, or if he didn't want the key to destroy Lu Zhi's existence.

trace.

Click——

The door slowly opened.

A pair of arms stretched out from the door and violently pulled Lan Min in.

The door clicked shut.

Lan Min's back was against the closed hard door, and his right hand hanging by his leg was pulled up by Li Shan. Sensing what Li Shan wanted to do, Lan Min frowned and wanted to take his hand away from Li Shan's hand.

"Don't move." Li Shan restrained Lan Min.

The man's golden eyes stared at Lan Min, and he pinched Lan Min's hand like an iron vice. He forcefully opened Lan Min's curled fingers, revealing the dried blood inside.

A soft and white handkerchief covered Lan Min's palm, and Li Shan said, "Let me wipe it off."

Lan Min shook his head, "No."

He took his fingers out of Li Shan's hand, and Li Shan stared at Lan Min silently, not letting go.

"Are you going to rip off my fingers?" Lan Min said lightly.

Li Shan's strength couldn't help but relax.

Lan Min pulled out his fingers expressionlessly, flipped his white wrist gently, and the white handkerchief fell to the ground.

Lan Min stretched out his foot and stepped on it, crushing it lightly.

Li Shan's face turned red with anger,

With his full lips pursed tightly, he looked at the handkerchief that Lan Min had stepped on, and the two fingers that had pinched Lan Min's wrist couldn't help but twitch.

His chest heaved, and he suddenly took a step back and turned around.

Lan Min raised his eyelids and saw this tall, beast-like man taking out another handkerchief from a drawer.

The bulging back muscles under the white shirt were tense. The man turned his back to him and said in a low voice, "I'll give you another chance-"

Lan Min interrupted him, "I give up."

After Lan Min finished speaking, the light in the entire room seemed to dim, and invisible terror spread around the man with his back turned to him.

"You give up." The man repeated word for word.

The face of the person lying on the window peeping suddenly turned into a pool of sticky pus and blood, dripping downwards.

snap

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling exploded, and the fragments scattered, hitting the smooth floor like ice crystals falling in winter.

Lan Mo's face turned pale, and the crystal shards rubbed his face and fell on his toes. If he missed it even slightly, blood would flow out of his face.

The already tall man became even taller. Lan Mo's red eyes looked at Li Shan to make sure that this was not his imagination.

"You forgot, you are my slave."

Overlapping sounds penetrated Lan Min's ears, as if countless Li Shan were talking to him, with heavy echoes.

"You are mine."

Following this angry roar, the room suddenly darkened, and all the light seemed to be absorbed by the man's body.

The white shirt had irregular holes, revealing the dark golden muscles underneath, as if they were smeared with gold powder.

The small wall lamp in the room that was not broken reflected a terrifying shadow three meters high with teeth and claws.

"You are mine"

This huge shadow suddenly pounced on Lan Min.

Strong wind surged out of the monster's mouth, and Lan Min's shirt was blown loudly, and his hair was curled back. He fell to the shiny floor, covering his face with one hand, and the strong smell of sulfur surrounded him.

But something forcefully pulled his hand away.

Lan Min knew it was Li Shan, but what touched his hand was definitely not the touch of human skin.

It was so hot that it almost burned him.

There was a red burn mark on the snow-white wrist.

A long, slender tail covered with scales broke out from Li Shan's back, curling up Lan Min's hand like a whip, and the heart-shaped tail stabbed into Lan Min's palm.

"No," Lan Min opened his mouth. The smell of sulfur made him breathless.

The white-haired young man's weak hands grasped the hot tail limply, the tail of his eyes turned red, and he felt as if what he was grasping was a soldering iron.

The scales on the tail opened, and with a gentle scratch on the young man's delicate palm, the traces of another person completely disappeared from the young man's body.

A small flame appeared on the tail, burning away all traces.

The white-haired young man suddenly opened his eyes and reflected the golden monster squatting in front of him.

Even if it squats down, it still needs people to look up at it. The honey-colored muscles have been replaced by dark gold. The torn shirt is hanging on the waist. The tail extending from the back is currently wrapped around his wrist. The hot temperature makes people feel sad.

Can't be ignored.

"It is a complete demon, cruel and tyrannical, without any humanity." The words of the handsome young man echoed in Lan Min's heart.

Role updated detected

Name Lishan Behemoth

Introduction: The demon that dominates lust comes to this fragile world and devours people's despair.

The character's voice: I will be a good master and do everything for my slave, but he must always belong to me.

The white-haired young man slowly closed his eyes tiredly, tilted his beautiful head back, revealing his fragile and delicate neck.
To be continued...