What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

But seriously, what's wrong with this woman? Didn't she go to bed? Why is she back so early?

She didn't close the door when she came back, and her body felt sticky and greasy, like she had a layer of wax on it.

Ah Biao tried to push the woman clinging to him away, but just as he expected, she was slippery and waxed, impossible to hold onto or push away.

Why is this woman being so clingy today?

But it's strange, the person who usually asks about the children as soon as they get home, why did they change their tune today?

It's strange that she didn't even bother to ask about the child when he wasn't there.

In that instant, Ah Biao mentally went through how to deal with the current situation many times.

But before he could figure out what to say or do, the smooth woman wrapped herself around him like a water snake.

The pain in his ribs made him gasp.

He reached out and pushed the woman down again, but it had no effect.

He was in so much pain that sweat broke out again, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Chen Lijuan, what's wrong with you? Get off me right now!"

He cursed.

But the woman on top of him didn't listen to him; instead, she tightened her grip even more.

A hissing sound came from her throat, indistinct.

Ah Biao felt that this woman was now as thirsty as if she had taken an aphrodisiac.

"Fuck you, get off me right now, I'm injured!"

Ah Biao shouted angrily again, but it still had no effect.

He felt that the woman was like an octopus, her slippery hair teasing his ear as if she was about to swallow him whole.

Ah Biao was in so much pain that he was panting heavily, but soon he couldn't breathe anymore.

He didn't know how many arms the woman had, but he felt a hand or something else was stuck around his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Chen...Li...Juan..."

Ah Biao tried his best to scold her, using both his hands and feet, but his hands were also pressed under the woman's legs.

I don't know where the downy fibers came from, and they're a bit prickly to the touch.

Ah Biao couldn't hold back any longer, and tried to pull his hand away, groping around haphazardly.

I touched something hard.

He reached out and grabbed it, then smashed it hard on the other person's head.

She let out a scream.

The woman's strength had diminished considerably, and Ah Biao took the opportunity to catch his breath.

He pushed the woman down again, while simultaneously turning on the flashlight he had found.

The incandescent light flashed instantly, and Ah Biao's pupils contracted slightly, taking several seconds for his vision to return to normal.

However, what he saw before him left him completely numb.

The person lying on top of him wasn't Chen Lijuan at all, but a greasy, fat man.

The fat man was hit by the light, and his eyes were all black pupils, with no whites visible.

Of course, it's also possible that Ah Biao misread it.

But he has no time to care about that now.

Where the hell did this fat guy come from, you son of a bitch?

No wonder I couldn't push him off no matter how hard I tried.

damn it.

This fatso was completely naked, straddling him, his body so fat it looked like it was oozing oil.

Ah Biao suddenly felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Damn it.

I almost let a man do it to me.

But wait, this is my own house, so where did this fat guy come from?

Now is not the time to think about these things; the fat man is still riding on him.

Ah Biao felt a chill run down his spine, grabbed a flashlight, and shone it at the other person's face.

"You son of a bitch, get the hell out of here!"

As he spoke, Ah Biao struggled to inch himself off the bed.

But the fat man's physique, coupled with Ah Biao's previous injury, caused him pain in his ribs when he exerted himself, so he was unable to do anything for the time being.

Instead, the fat man grabbed her wrist again.

Thud, the flashlight fell to the ground.

The light and shadow cast the two people's shadows onto the roof.

Ah Biao didn't notice that the shadow riding on him was a slender figure.

Ah Biao fought back fiercely, but still couldn't overpower the fat man.

Their bodies were intertwined.

Until the fat man's face was pressed tightly against Ah Biao's face, and a tongue licked his cheek, he felt like dying.

This fatso looks like he's had too much to drink. Damn it, what kind of mess is this?

Ah Biao was heartbroken and desperate. He wanted to shout, but his lungs were blocked and he couldn't utter a single word.

After waiting for a while, the fat man made no further move, seemingly just wanting to lie on him.

The fat man whispered in his ear, nibbling at his ear.

Ah Biao had no choice but to accept his fate for the time being, but a moment later he was suddenly startled.

The fat man actually whispered something sweetly in his ear.

"Where are the children?"

Although these words came from this grown man's mouth, his voice was charming, just like a woman's.

Ah Biao found it strange.

Then the fat man beside him said in a low voice, "Ah Biao, where's our child?"

If Ah Biao misheard the previous sentence, then this sentence is absolutely true.

Ah Biao heard the voice clearly.

That voice belonged to Chen Lijuan!

Is this fucking a dream?

What happened?

Ah Biao was being relentlessly pursued by the fat man, and the only light in the room came from the flashlight on the floor.

But Ah Biao could still clearly see that the person pressing down on him was a fat man.

His head buzzed.

Is it haunted?

He bit his tongue hard.

It hurts quite a bit; this isn't a dream.

What exactly is going on?

"Ah Biao, where's my child? I want to see my child!"

Her smooth, chubby face whispered in his ear, like lovers flirting.

However, Ah Biao's face gradually turned pale.

Because of that murmuring voice, and because of his lack of response, he became increasingly irritable and rude.

The voice gradually became unclear, like a series of angry growls.

Ah Biao was being strangled to death. Although he didn't know what was happening, he knew that if he didn't make a sound, he would probably die here.

"Baby...baby...baby is here..."

Ah Biao struggled to squeeze out a few words.

The moment those words were uttered, the feeling of suffocation instantly lessened considerably.

"Where is the child?"

The angry voice gradually subsided, and the fat man's agitated emotions also calmed down little by little.

She lay there like a young wife after the tide had receded, her voice full of allure.

Ah Biao was finally able to catch his breath; he caught his breath again.

"The baby's here, the baby's here..."

He was panting, repeating himself over and over, but he just couldn't get the main point out.

The fat man grew increasingly impatient, and his voice became muffled again, sounding like a monster.

Ah Biao's face was extremely pale. He didn't understand the situation, but he knew he couldn't let this coward hold him back any longer.

"The child is here..."

He took a long note, feeling the fat man's strength on his body, and suddenly sprang up, kneeing him hard in the groin, then flipping over and punching the other man in the face.

One punch, two punches...

Then they stumbled and ran outside.

"Where's my child...?"

The fat man's voice behind him grew deeper and deeper, becoming increasingly indistinct, sounding like a crazed monster.

Ah Biao had no time to think about what was going on.

His intuition told him that if he didn't run, he would die there.

Ignoring the pain in his ribs, he frantically jumped down the stairs, floor by floor.

In a short while, he ran down to the first floor.

The gate was right in front of us, just a few steps away.

The landlady's door was still ajar.

Dim yellow light peeked out from under the door.

Ah Biao had already adjusted to the darkness, and with just one glance, he saw a corner of the bed through the crack in the door.

The old woman lay there, her chest cut open, her contents scattered across the bed, a complete mess.

He was shocked.

Just then he heard a loud bang behind him.

The sound was like a lump of flesh falling from a great height to the ground.