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Chapter 376 - 343: Curator, I’ll Go First

Chapter 376: Chapter 343: Curator, I’ll Go First

Bao Lebin’s breathing became more urgent, and he licked his dry lips, although he knew it was a corpse.

But...

One code returns to one code.

As long as it’s while it’s hot, it’s not impossible, right~?

Seeing that Jiang Xiao hadn’t made a move, Bao Lebin looked up and tentatively asked.

"Uh, Brother Jiang Xiao, you, you wouldn’t have taken a fancy to her too, would you?"

Jiang Xiao: "?"

"No worries, bro. If you like her, it’s fine if you go first. I just hope you won’t kick me out, I’d like to watch for a bit."

Bao Lebin got up with a flattering smile, gesturing for Jiang Xiao, the senior, to go first while he could wait on the side and learn.

Thank goodness...

You doubt my taste and even want to watch it happen?

"What are you implying? Do you think I have a lot of experience in sleeping with the dead?"

"Isn’t it? Brother, you look like a man with a story, and as you know, being in our line of work for a while makes one sensitive to certain things. Just by looking at your face, bro, I can tell you must have shared your bed with the dead quite often."

Jiang Xiao: ...

If you’re going to talk like that, does a ghost count as a dead person?

If so, then he really could be considered experienced.

"Sorry, this sort of thing, I can’t do it."

"Hehehe, if you won’t, I will! She’s pretty and free, why not do it if it’s free! I’ll work hard until dawn!"

Slightly speechless, Jiang Xiao felt that this buzz-cut guy’s understanding of ’doing’ was somewhat different from his own.

’Click~’

The door handle turned, and the greasy pig-headed curator poked his head in from outside and urged.

"What’s taking so long, why isn’t it over yet? Don’t you want to do it... hm?"

As he got a clear look at the female corpse’s face, the curator’s voice noticeably rose.

"Little Bao, Little Jiang, you two step outside, I’ll personally handle the cleaning of this corpse today."

Is he seriously going to handle it?

Not sure if he was thinking too much or if the situation just couldn’t be thought of upright, Jiang Xiao felt his mind filling with inappropriate thoughts.

"Curator, I, uh, actually, I also..."

Bao Lebin meekly expressed that he... also had the heart of an Undead Knight.

Oh?

The curator took a more appreciative look at this kid, who looked like a Zhao Wuyan but seemed to have quite the nerve.

Hold on?

Damn, why is this kid all bruised and swollen like this?

Although somewhat surprised, the curator clearly had no intention of inquiring about the source of his injuries.

"Fine, since you’ve brought it up, I’m not a petty curator. In that case, you can go after me."

The hottest touch, naturally, the curator wanted to reserve for himself.

"Uh, excuse me for interrupting, aren’t you going to find the wound on the female corpse?"

Jiang Xiao spoke up, meaning that he didn’t care about their perverse games, but they should at least handle the official business, right?

The two’s wicked smiles stiffened.

Right!

They had just been focusing on her face, still unaware of how this woman had died.

They were just a bit perverted, but if the woman’s cause of death was something grim like her guts spilled, that wouldn’t set them off!

So the curator and Bao Lebin immediately got serious, quickly put on masks and medical gloves, and began to look into the woman’s wounds.

Easily unfastening the buttons of the woman’s cheongsam from the side, the already tight cheongsam was instantly popped open by the tight, bouncy flesh beneath.

It revealed a pale beige bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks, just covering below her navel.

"Hehehe, Curator, she seems rather conservative?"

"Box, box...box, as for me, I adore these conservative types who only half-reveal their charm. If it were the indulgent types, I’d fear they might be diseased!"

Yippee!

Bao Lebin gave the Curator a thumbs-up; he hadn’t considered whether there might be diseases involved. It seemed he still lacked experience and needed to learn more from the Curator.

The bellyband’s button was tied below the lady’s neck, a slipknot. The Curator gently pulled, and he yanked the bellyband down.

"Hissss~~~"

He even covered his mouth and nose with the bellyband and, without any shame, performed a public display of his perverted skill: "Storm Inhale."

"Mmm, the sweet and soft fragrance of gardenia... it seems to take me back to my youthful days, truly fantastic."

Dragon Country live stream: ....

[Let’s be honest, if you’re doing something this twisted, drop the pretense of refinement, okay?]

[This is truly hard to stomach...]

[I am Chang Shouchong, and I think this Curator might be more perverse than me.]

[Daoist Chang Shouchong, you’re far too modest. From evolving from a maelstrom mouth to today’s Daoist Chang Shouchong, we’ve all witnessed your progress in the realm of perversion.]

Though parts of the female corpse were already exposed, Jiang Xiao hadn’t noticed any obvious wounds.

At first, he thought she had been poisoned, but then he dismissed that idea.

People who often commit suicide by poison would know that even if you were the toughest man, your face would show signs of painful struggle when dying by poison.

It’s subconscious, not something you can control through sheer willpower.

However, this lady’s expression was serene and could even be described as tranquil, as if she was still smiling, which did not seem like death by poison.

Jiang Xiao was pondering what the Curator and Bao Lebin no longer had time to care for; their thoughts were completely captivated by the woman in front of them.

Flawless!

Exquisite collarbones, a perfect body with no signs of sagging, the abdomen flat as a plain, with hints of abs visible.

If you were nit-picky, a tiny black mole below her collarbone might be the only "flaw" on this woman.

Yet, many in the live stream thought this mole added a perfect finishing touch.

It made the woman look more genuinely beautiful.

If this body could forever maintain its current look and state, without stiffening or decaying, Bao Lebin would even be willing to stay single for life!

"So beautiful..."

"It’s strange, how did such a beautiful woman die?"

Unlike Bao Lebin’s entrancement, the experienced Curator also realized there seemed to be something peculiar about the woman’s cause of death.

However, this peculiarity was quickly forgotten by him as more of the woman’s clothing was removed.

Long, straight legs, tightly closed together at the thighs, were pretty much perfect.

Even her high heels were taken off by Bao Lebin, revealing a pair of feet as smooth as jade.

This pervert even brought the high heel to his mouth and took a heavy sniff, his face full of intoxicated bliss.

"Should I interrupt them?" Jiang Xiao wondered to himself.

This didn’t seem like a very ethical thing to do—how could a living person sleep with a dead one?

As a model youth, Jiang Xiao felt he should interrupt them.

But then again, he himself had slept with the dead more times than he could count. If he was doing it, who was he to judge others?

Oh well.

Set aside the savior complex; respect others’ destinies.

Jiang Xiao sighed, turned around and decided to leave the room.

"Huh? Bro Jiang Xiao, are you leaving? Is it because you don’t like being third in line? If so, you can go after the Curator, and I can take the last turn."

What the heck?

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