天天摸日日摸爽爽狠狠

Clear Night Tower was the most famous place for fireworks in this small city.

“Aiya! It hurts! Be f*cking gentle!”

A pig-like scream came from the room, scaring the passers-by so much that they shrank their necks and quickened their pace.

The room was filled with the faint smell of blood. Qi San lay on the bed and allowed the beautiful woman sitting by the bed to wash his wound and apply medicine.

Finally, the wound was bandaged.

Qi San also seemed to be exhausted from the torture. He panted heavily and said to the beautiful woman, “Go get me some tonic soup. I want to drink the soup you made yourself. If you dare to slack off, I’ll beat you to death.”

The beautiful woman pouted in dissatisfaction, but she didn’t dare to say anything. She stood up and left.

It was daytime, and the Clear Night Restaurant looked very deserted. There were almost no guests, and the girls were all resting in their rooms.

After the beautiful woman left the room, she quickly walked towards the stairs.

She didn’t notice that a small figure was walking over from the end of the corridor.

Huo Junhan came to the room where Qi San was and pushed open the door. Then, he walked in and locked the door again.

When Qi San heard the commotion behind him, he thought that the woman had returned. “Why are you back so quickly? Didn’t 1 ask you to make chicken soup?”

Huo Junhan looked at Qi San’s back and walked silently to the bed.

As he approached, Qi San clearly felt a cold aura invade the back of his neck, making his heart jump to his throat.

At the same time, a cold dagger was pressed against his neck.

Before Qi San could speak, the dagger cut his throat without hesitation.

Fresh blood spurted out as if it was free. A few drops splattered on the face of the person standing by the bed.

Qi San turned around with all his might. As his body twitched, he looked at the person beside the bed as if he had seen a ghost.

The exquisite-looking boy had a harmless smile on his face. The few drops of blood on his pale cheeks added a strange beauty to him, and his light-colored eyes seemed to be dancing with joy.

Huo Junhan raised his hand to touch the still warm blood on his cheek and clicked his tongue. “As expected, no matter what kind of person it is, blood is hot and red.”

Qi San felt as if he had seen an evil ghost. His eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. He raised his hand and pointed at Huo Junhan, wanting to ask him why.

“This is the consequence of having thoughts about someone you don’t deserve.” The boy’s childish voice sounded softly with a hint of a light smile. “Idiot, you’re not worthy of living in this world.”

Qi San’s body twitched violently and stopped moving.

Even until his death, his eyes were fixed on Huo Junhan.

Huo Junhan threw the dagger in his hand onto the bed, then raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face. He turned around and walked out of the room.

Just as he went down the stairs on the second floor, he happened to meet the woman who was making soup.

“Eh? Whose child are you? Why are you here?” the woman asked Huo Junhan.

Huo Junhan smiled shyly at the woman and said in a childish voice, “I was looking for someone and accidentally got lost.”

The woman felt that the boy in front of her was smiling beautifully and innocently. Her heart immediately softened and she said, “This isn’t a place you should come to. Hurry up and leave.”

She often saw children coming here to look for their father, so she didn’t think too much about it.

Huo Junhan nodded and walked towards the door calmly.

Just as he left the Clear Night Restaurant and was about to head in the direction of the Shen residence, he heard a deliberately low and hoarse voice behind him.

“Junhan, you’ve made it so difficult for me to find you..”