Stealing the Protagonist Gongs Away in a Shou-Centered World to Have Gang S*x

The bride's lover is knocking on the door!

The bride's lover is knocking on the door! 

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At two o'clock in the morning, the lights in the apartment parking lot were broken. The incandescent lamps flickered, making a piercing sound of electricity. The silence made the sound echo, and it took a long time to return to normal.

The person in the security room put down the maintenance phone, muttered that it was really weird, and then looked at his mobile phone, watching videos to get through the unbearable night shift.

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He couldn't see that there was a man in a suit standing in the empty parking lot on the surveillance.

Meng Yanche stood in front of a pool of black water that exuded a disgusting smell, wiping his pale hands elegantly with a handkerchief, wiping one finger at a time, without hiding his disgust. How could you tell that this man had just torn apart a fishy ghost with his bare hands.

People are divided into good and bad, and ghosts are also divided into good and bad. Some of the fierce ghosts were brutally killed by people, or died unjustly, and could not swallow the hatred, so they turned into fierce ghosts to take revenge, but most of the fierce ghosts were like evil ghosts. They were great thieves and evil people when they were alive, and they still did not repent after death, and they had no humanity.

Meng Yanche snapped his fingers, and the ghost fire fell on the pool of black water that exuded a bloody smell. The sharp screams gradually faded from strong to weak.

He didn't know what this evil ghost wanted to do today. The evil ghost who had his good deeds ruined didn't have much patience. He tore him apart directly, cleaned up the mess, and flashed back upstairs.

But what he saw was a deserted scene.

Bottles and jars fell all over the floor in the bathroom, the candles on both sides of the sink were burned to the bottom, and the portrait of Zhong Kui on the ground was crushed.

Meng Yanche's face was slightly gloomy, and the ghostly aura formed a huge black shadow behind him. The glassware in the room trembled and made sounds, and the crystal in the living room shook like in a ghost movie. The cold black fog became thicker and thicker, covering the pale and handsome man in a suit. When it dispersed, the man disappeared on the spot.

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Haunted house, wedding room.

The dragon and phoenix candles were burning on the table, and the panting sound had not subsided. The faint fragrance mixed with the good smell of love spread out from the black coffin.

Tang Tang's face flushed, his body trembled, he hugged the culprit who gave him this morbid pleasure as a life-saving straw, hugged his neck tightly, and clamped his long white legs around his waist. As the semen was injected into his throat, he cried and gasped in pain.

The slightly cool semen filled his stomach, and the last drop was shaken into his intestines that were worn out by the penis. He let go of Luo Fengchen as if exhausted, and lay flat on the muddy wedding dress. His cold white body was covered with turbid liquid and was still trembling.

Luo Fengchen hugged his bride, noticed that he was trembling slightly, paused, turned his head, and kissed his face awkwardly and immaturely. He didn't mind being trembling and urinating all over him. He kissed his flushed face, touched his wet hair, and comforted his partner with straightforward words.

He had a low voice and a calm tone. He said blushing words with a frigid face.

"Go ahead and pee. I don't mind."

In the Ghost King's mind, after the wedding ceremony and entering the bridal chamber, this man is his partner.

Tang Tang didn't want to move a finger. After hearing his words for a long time, his reflex arc was very long and his face flushed. He turned his head away and couldn't speak.

Luo Fengchen looked at him pondering and thought that he might be tired, so he pulled out the thick penis stained with mucus from the bright red cunt. Without the blocked cock, it spasmed and splashed out thick white liquid. The bright red and thick tender cunt instantly squeezed out a pool of turbid white, winding down from the wriggling urethra.

The visual stimulation made Luo Fengchen unable to move his eyes away. He lowered his eyes and looked expressionless and cold, but the penis stained with mucus below was very energetic and stood up proudly towards the man.

However, in order to take care of his fragile human partner, the Ghost King did not indulge his desires, but stepped out of the black wooden coffin and asked the ghost servant to send hot bath water. When the bath water was delivered, he personally washed his partner and then hugged him and sat on the bed.

President Tang is neither thin nor slender. He is the kind of overbearing president who wears a suit and tie. However, he looks like a large rag doll, held in the arms of the long-haired ghost king. It does not look out of place, but has a strong visual impact.

But this warmth only lasts for a moment. Suddenly, there is a noise outside. The old ghosts who came to attend the ghost king's wedding screamed "Aiya" one after another. A ghostly aura burst out.

The cold breath made Luo Fengchen pause his hand that was stroking Tang Tang's back to comfort him, and he tilted his head to look at the door.

"Bang——"

The carved door of the bridal chamber was kicked open by a foot wearing black leather shoes. Its owner gracefully retracted his legs, looked at the festive environment in the bridal chamber, and his eyes stayed for a moment at the black coffin that exuded a lewd smell, and then fell on the wedding bed.

The red wedding dress could no longer be worn. Tang Tang wore his own suit, with two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, revealing a piece of snow-white skin with star-shaped red marks. The unbearable spring between his eyebrows and eyes had not yet dissipated. The elegant and charming mature man exuded a sweetness like ripe fruit, which made people itch. The smile on Meng Yanche's lips disappeared completely, his eyes were full of hostility, a little scarlet overflowed from the black, and a strange laugh came out of his throat.

"Oh, I'm so angry."

As the voice fell, the ghost energy burst out overwhelmingly, dyeing the sky that had just lit up into ink-black.