Chapter 146 The Dying Lover Feng Yuhuai?

As if he had discovered a treasure, Chang Qingsen's eyes were full of surprises.

He carefully touched the tip of the needle with the tip of his tongue, savoring the remaining taste.

Almost immediately, he came to the conclusion: "Yes, this faint fishy smell is mixed with a trace of rust. This is the smell of blood."

Chang Qingsen looked at the rag doll. His hand was steady and ruthless. The needle penetrated the rag doll's abdomen like a sharp sword. The needle penetrated to the bottom and came out from the other side.

The silver needle was quickly stained red by the blood the moment it was inserted. The bright red looked particularly dazzling under the light, but it also had a strange and thrilling beauty.

Chang Qingsen put the needle completely into the tip of his tongue, greedily absorbing the taste of the blood, as if he was tasting some forbidden nectar.

His eyes became brighter, almost radiating: "This rich smell of blood is definitely not from animals, it is the smell of real human blood."

Chang Qingsen looked at the bleeding rag doll in his hand. In his mind, Feng Yuhuai's clear and flawless face appeared from time to time, and every detail of her was deeply engraved in his memory.

There was a thoughtful look on his face, and then he carefully held the doll in his hands, as if he was caring for a fragile and precious treasure.

He held the needle tightly in his other hand, moving slowly and firmly, aiming the tip of the needle at the doll's only remaining eye.

Chang Qingsen couldn't help but have a ridiculous idea in his mind: If a needle is inserted into a rag doll and human blood will flow out, then if a needle is inserted into the eye of a rag doll, will human eyeballs really fall out?

Although this idea is unscientific, it has an irresistible appeal.

Chang Qingsen's heartbeat accelerated, and his excitement was so palpable that his lower abdomen tightened, and Komori stiffened and pushed out the bulge in the fabric of his pants.

Immediately afterwards, the tip of his needle penetrated the rag doll's eyes, which were made of balls of thread.

However, contrary to Chang Qingsen's desire, the touch from the needle tip did not feel like it was piercing into the flesh, but like it was piercing into a ball of soft cotton.

Although there was gurgling blood, no human eyeballs fell out of it.

"Hey, did the ragdoll make a sound just now?"

In despair, Chang Qingsen seemed to have auditory hallucinations. He seemed to hear the suppressed and sharp screams of humans.

The sound seemed to come from the body of the rag doll, but it also seemed to seep in from the outside world through the window.

That voice had an indescribable sense of familiarity, like... Feng Yuhuai's voice? ! !

Chang Qingsen's eyes suddenly became sharp. He suddenly opened the curtains, his eyes widened, and he looked out fiercely.

In the night outside the window, the dim trees were swaying in the breeze, but there was no trace of anyone.

However, he did not notice that in the narrow angle between the window sill and the ground, there was a body desperately covering its mouth, its delicate body tense and twitching in pain.

"Interesting, is Feng Yuhuai under the spell?"

Behind the window of the diagonal unit building, the eyes under the lenses are dark and deep, and the corners of the mouth are curved with an elusive arc, looking at everything with insight.

In his sight, Feng Yuhuai's face suddenly cracked with a shocking blood line, as if it was a ruthless scratch of fate.

Immediately afterwards, her body lost balance and fell heavily to the ground. Blood slowly overflowed from her navel and the clothes on her back.

Then, Feng Yuhuai let out a short and sharp scream. She covered her mouth desperately, and her body slowly crawled towards the blind corner under the wall in violent convulsions.

At this time, Feng Yuhuai was twitching and covering her right eye with all her strength. Hot blood could not stop flowing from between her fingers. The heavy makeup on her face was stained with blood, and she looked evil. As terrifying as a ghost.

[Zheng Hang] turned away his eyes and focused on Chang Qingsen. To be precise, it was the rag doll that Chang Qingsen held in his hand, with a thin needle inserted into it, and strange bleeding all over its body.

"Feng Yuhuai's life is bound to the rag doll in Chang Qingsen's hand?!!"

[Zheng Hang]'s pupils shrank slightly, although he didn't understand what kind of tricks Chang Qingsen had done to get such a rag doll that was vital to Feng Yuhuai's life.

No matter how hard [Zheng Hang] racked his brains, he would never be able to guess this process, but in the end, it had become a fact.

Could it be that Feng Yuhuai was accidentally killed by Chang Qingsen?

[Zheng Hang] peeked for a while, and probably figured out what Feng Yuhuai was worried about: "Feng Yuhuai plans to wait until the dead of night before taking action, but I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on until that point, hey..."

[Zheng Hang] frowned, and with his mind racing, he picked up his phone and quickly sent a MMS to Chang Qingsen.

Chang Qingsen lowered his head to look at his phone, clicked on the MMS, and his pupils suddenly shrank. The MMS contained a photo of him dyeing his cat this morning.

——If you want this video and photos, then come to this place xxxxx now. In less than an hour, I will send the video to the intranet of No. 8 Middle School.

Chang Qingsen's face turned livid instantly. He immediately called back, only to find that the other party had turned off his phone.

He took a few deep breaths and without too much hesitation, quickly put on his clothes and hid a dagger in his sleeve. Before leaving the house, he accidentally put the red doll into his pocket.

"Mom, I'm going out and I'll be back soon."

Before he finished speaking, Chang Qingsen pushed open the door and walked out.

After a long time, Feng Yuhuai, who was curled up at the foot of the wall, gradually calmed down her body trembling. She slowly struggled to stand up, revealing the cruelly poked blind, pale white eye.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have waited until the dead of night."

"I shouldn't have been afraid of being exposed, I should have broken into the house and eaten Chang Qingsen as soon as possible. It was my indecision that made me blind."

"I hate it so much!"

Annoyance and remorse were like poisonous snakes, gnawing at Feng Yuhuai's soul.

A miserable and somewhat neurotic smile appeared on her face, then she wiped the blood off her face randomly, put on a mask, sensed the route of the rag doll's movement, and quickly chased after it.

"This time, no, from now on, until the end of my life, I will never hesitate again, and will never make such a stupid mistake again." Feng Yuhuai swore secretly in her heart.

In the diagonal unit, [Zheng Hang] indifferently withdrew his gaze and disappeared on the spot.

As Feng Mu, as the referee of the game, he did not personally go on the field. He just sent a text message to help the two players move to a venue that is more suitable for them to perform.

This is not unfair. At most, he did not want to see Feng Yuhuai go to death in a daze, causing the game to end hastily before reaching its climax.

In that case, the game would lose the fun and suspense it should have.

"Besides, I am [Zheng Hang] now. It is reasonable for me to secretly give a little help to the woman I love. Even Chang Qingsen can't blame me."

The touching murmur echoed in the night...