The alley reeked of blood, and the chilling atmosphere was rampant.
Xie Youlin trembled all over, his pants wet, the cigarette burnt down to the butt, still held between his fingers.
Liu Mengmeng dropped the warm corpse in her hands, her big eyes staring at Xie Youlin, her face full of sadness:
"Brother, you've lost your sweetness."
The flesh Liu Mengmeng liked was that which turned fearful after being excited.
At such times, people's blood and meat were different from their usual state.
The blood became more fragrant and sweet, and the meat became more delicious.
Xie Youlin was left only with fear.
Liu Mengmeng stood up, her small face, hair tips, and suit were all stained with blood.
She licked the blood and flesh at the corner of her mouth, smiling sweetly:
"Brother, give me a smile, smile for me, smile for me! Smile for me!!!!!!!"
Her pretty face twisted from cute to menacing, her voice growing more venomous.
