C132 The Devil Seems to be Very Scary

Lan Shumo followed Wenn Zepu to an inconspicuous wooden house. The moment Lan Shumo walked into the wooden house, Wenn Zepu pressed Lan Shumo against the door and observed his reaction.

However, Lan Shumo was like an outsider, not affected at all.

Wenn Zepu made up his mind and kissed Lan Shumo's lips. Lan Shumo's expression was slightly shocked, but there was a reaction.

Wenn Zepu used the most violent method. He threw Lan Shumo onto the bed and leaned over Lan Shumo.

Lan Shumo seemed to have thought of something scary. He suddenly widened his eyes and pushed Wenn Zepu away. Trembling, he ran to the corner of the wall. He covered his ears with his hands, curled his legs, and made a posture to protect himself.

His eyes were filled with panic. His lips turned pale and he murmured from time to time. " Don't. . . Don't come over. . . Please. . . Don't do this. . . "

Wenn Zepu was about to walk over and pick Lan Shumo up, but Lan Shumo suddenly shouted at him, "Go! Go away, don't come over! Don't. . . "

Lan Shumo's voice carried a strong nasal sound. Wenn Zepu took a closer look and saw that he was crying.

Wenn Zepu immediately panicked, "Shumo, Shumo, don't cry. It's me. . . "

"Don't. . . Don't come over. . . "

Wenn Zepu hated Zhou Xiaoyi very much in his heart, but at this moment, he was annoyed and distressed as he coaxed Lan Shumo, but Lan Shumo did not seem to listen to him.

"Shumo, don't cry. It's me, Wenn Zepu. Can you raise your head and take a look? I won't hurt you. Be good, don't cry. " This was the first time Wenn Zepu had tried to coax him, and Lan Shumo felt a little flattered.

However, he still did not raise his head. "Don't. . . Don't do this. . . Can't. . . Wenn Zepu was stunned. His eyes were filled with disbelief, but his heart was as sweet as honey.

But when he saw Lan Shumo's current appearance, he could not laugh anymore. "Shumo, I am Wenn Zepu. Look up at me. "

Lan Shumo shook his head and buried his head in his knees. "No, you are not. . . Zep, come quickly. . . Zep. . . "

Wenn Zepu gritted his teeth and strode forward to pick Lan Shumo up. "Shumo, it really is me. I am here. "

Lan Shumo opened his mouth and hugged Wenn Zepu tightly. "You're finally here. I'm so scared. . . "

Wenn Zepu buried Lan Shumo's head in his chest. He felt warm in his heart and his eyes turned red. "Sorry, I am late. "

Lan Shumo left his arms while sobbing. Wenn Zepu was shocked and thought he was going to leave. He reached out and grabbed his wrist. Lan Shumo, on the other hand, smiled. He stood on his tiptoes and put his lips on Wenn Zepu's lips. "You're here. It's you. That's great. It's really you. . . "

The warmth on his lips shocked Wenn Zepu, but he quickly reacted. He grabbed the back of Lan Shumo's head with his right hand and held Lan Shumo's waist with his left hand.

It was a lovely room.

. . .

Thank you, Angel of the Broken Wings, the sickly girl. No more contact with Yu Sheng, Maple Sugar. No more contact. No more contact with Blood, Glass, the delicate wife of Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Bloody Family, Ziqi of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Chacha of the Bloody Family.

I mean, I can't think of any more meat in my head.