[BL, MTL] The Delicate Beauty Gets Hounded by the Paranoid (Quick Wear)

Chapter 24: The Yin Kid in the Dream (5)

The black eyes of the man in the suit were as unfathomable as a falcon, and he almost merged with the darkness. His icy hands tightly grasped Song Yanchen's wrist, almost crushing Song Yanchen's bones.

"......"

The overwhelming sense of suffocation enveloped Song Yanchen's whole body, and the incompatible sense of powerlessness and absurdity made him feel as if he was in the sea and was about to drown.

Ghost...

Song Yanchen's face was bloodless, even his lips were extremely pale, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, he was flustered and short of breath.

It's a ghost...

Song Yanchen took a step back, almost subconsciously trying to pull his hand back from the man's.

But the opponent's strength was too great, almost the whole body of Song Yanchen was pressed to the ground, and he couldn't get rid of the opponent.

"Ahhh----!!!"

Song Yanchen was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground and fell backwards. It took him a long time to withdraw his hand from the front of his face, so anxious that tears flowed come out.

He suddenly looked behind him, and made a helpless cry for help in the direction of the driver, "Stop! Stop! Driver, please stop!!"

All the passengers in the car were staring at Song Yanchen's panic and helplessness at this moment , his face was pale, his expression was numb, and he didn't even blink his eyes, as if he didn't have any mood swings.

Song Yanchen was terrified.

Where is this person? It was clearly the ghost of a car...

The driver who heard Song Yanchen's scream raised his head slightly at this moment, turned his head and looked in Song Yanchen's direction stiffly like a zombie, as if seeing some interesting scene, the corner of his mouth Followed Wei Wei with a tick.

Song Yanchen knelt down on the ground with difficulty, tried his best to move his body, trying to get close to the driver, when he raised his head, he met the driver's eyes with only white eyes and no black eyes.

"Ahhhhh-------!!!!"

Song Yanchen couldn't control it anymore, let out a distorted cry, and kept shrinking back unbearably, trying to reduce his sense of existence , but he couldn't control his out-of-control voice at all.

Help.......

"No, don't-------!!"

Before Song Yanchen could stand up, the man in the suit walked up to Song Yanchen very quickly, grabbing him like a chicken His collar, rudely and violently grabbed the man from the ground.

Song Yanchen's flesh trembled unceasingly, his light brown eyelashes fluttered frantically, stained with beads of tears.

"Let go, let go..." The

man in the suit pinched Song Yanchen's chin with his other hand, like a very hungry vampire, closing his eyes and sniffing back and forth on Song Yanchen's face, ears, and hair His scent.

"

It's so sweet..." "It smells so good..."

Song Yanchen clenched his teeth, his brows were full of despair, and the fear of being deeply violated was overwhelmingly eroding his heart Consciousness.

Help... Help...

The man in the suit couldn't bear it any longer, he grinned awkwardly, lowered his head and bit Song Yanchen's neck.

It is like the fierce and fierce bite of wild animals when they are fighting each other.

"Let go, let me go..."

Song Yanchen's pupils trembled, and a piercing pain climbed up his neck. At this moment, the blood all over his body began to sink slowly, as if he had been succumbed to without anesthesia. After getting an injection, even his voice for help weakened.

well, it hurts...

Song Yanchen's whining sound became louder and louder, his body gradually became weaker and weaker, and even his consciousness began to become lax.

As soon as the man arrived, he saw such a scene.

-------His bride was held tightly in his arms by someone who was still frantically biting the blood on his baby's neck .

His bride was powerless to resist.

Damn it...Damn it all...

Song Yanchen vaguely heard a sneer in his ear that was as negligible as a whisper.

Before he could regain his senses, a pair of big hands suddenly appeared behind him, hugging his waist, and the strength pressing on his neck disappeared instantly.

The eyes of the man standing behind Song Yanchen were scarlet, and Xinzi, who was like a poisonous snake, was shocking, as if a cluster of gloomy and hot magma was flowing crazily in his eyes, and he was not angry.

He protected Song Yanchen with one hand, and the other hand grabbed Song Yanchen's neck just like the man in the suit grabbed Song Yanchen just now.

"How dare you!!" The man was so jealous that his eyes were bloodshot, he almost screamed and squeezed out these four words from between his teeth, his voice was as rough as sea salt, as if bleeding from grinding.

This is a treasure that he regards as a treasure...

how dare you hurt him!!!

Song Yanchen leaned on the man's shoulder in a daze, half-closed his eyes because of excessive blood loss, as if he was going to faint in the next second After dying, the whole person seemed very powerless.

Who...

who came to save me...

Song Yanchen almost wanted to raise his head, but he fell down because of his weakness, as fragile as a mermaid with a severed tail.

The man stared at the wound on Song Yanchen's neck, as if someone had ignited a crazy nerve, and let out a roar.

The other little ghosts in the bus seemed to realize something, and they got up suddenly one by one, and they were about to run away crazily.

At this moment, the surroundings are changing rapidly, the iron skin of the bus seems to be splashed with sulfuric acid and begins to rot at the speed of light, and everything on the bus begins to disappear like a bubble that can burst with a poke.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

!!!

" A cluster of will-o'-the-wisps began to burn crazily on all the onlookers in the car, and the screams of ghosts and wolves followed at this moment.

The stagnant air instantly burst into the sound of panic bombing the world.

In an instant, a cluster of will-o'-the-wisps began to burn crazily on all the onlookers in the car, and the screams of ghosts and wolves followed at this moment.

The stagnant air instantly burst into the sound of panic bombing the world.

In an instant, explosions followed one after another, and one after another the evil spirits exploded and disappeared in front of the man, with shrill screams, as if they were thrown into the 18th floor of hell.

Song Yanchen tried hard to open his eyes and looked up at the man's face, but his eyes seemed to be covered by a cloth, so he couldn't see clearly.

Tall.....

strong...

broad shoulders...

who the hell...?

Before Song Yanchen recovered from his trance, the man had already leaned into his ear and said something that was cold but also extremely gentle, "My lady..."

"You are really naughty... ...."

Song Yanchen trembled all over his body, as if someone had touched a sensitive spot, his almond eyes widened, and he suddenly realized something, his mind was roaring.

It's him......

The ghost in his dream...

Before Song Yanchen could cry out in surprise, the man threw away the man in the suit like he was throwing trash.

The latter stared wide-eyed, almost bleeding from jealousy, and fell to the ground with a loud "boom".

The man stared cruelly at the man in the suit, and then pulled out a brutal sneer from the corner of his mouth. The next second, two hands suddenly crawled out from the slippery ground, and grabbed the man's trouser legs violently.

The man in the suit was unprepared, only felt a blackness before his eyes, and suddenly fell into an invisible black hole.

No ---------!!

Even all the ghosts around were completely reduced to ashes at this moment.

Let's go to the 18th floor of hell

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handling everything, the man hugged Song Yanchen horizontally, his movements were as light as Protecting her treasure, she barely concealed her distress in her eyes.

He was still careless...

He really shouldn't let his beautiful bride out of his sight...

Song Yanchen was jolted upside down, and the sudden weightlessness caused him to hit the man's shoulder with his head. As soon as he bumped into it, it was as if he felt the chill on the opponent's body, and his whole body shivered.

The man stared at the bleeding tooth marks on Song Yanchen's neck like a torch, and the jealousy factor was constantly burning his reason.

It was still light just now.......

Hehehe......

Before Song Yanchen tried his best to look at the man's face with wide eyes, the other party suddenly bent down and embraced his bleeding wound.

"Wait..."

Song Yanchen's heart skipped a beat, he almost cried out, and froze for a moment.

The man's wet tongue wrapped around his tingling neck, and he kept licking it. Blood oozes out and sucks it into his own mouth...

Song Yanchen felt a tingling pain first, before he could exclaim He made a sound, and the tingling slowly turned into itching again.

A strange feeling rushed into Song Yanchen's heart, like a pool of stagnant lake, suddenly dripping rainwater, and slowly rising slightly, although weak, but spreading in circles.

After a while, Song Yanchen's wound began to heal automatically, leaving only a reddish light mark.

Song Yanchen could clearly feel the pain disappear, and the man's kiss left his fragile neck.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the man suddenly kissed Song Yanchen's earlobe again, and Song Yanchen trembled more and more.

I don't know whether it was the dizziness caused by blood loss or other reasons, Song Yanchen made a sound unconsciously, and even his body was shaking like a mimosa at this moment.

The man stopped the kiss, as if he had discovered something interesting, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked Song Yanchen's whole body up and down, and finally let out a chuckle.

"You seem to be..." "You're

more sensitive than in your dreams..."

What, what?

Song Yanchen's eyes were red, and his fair face was so transparent under the sunlight that it seemed to be glowing, as beautiful as a fragile work of art at first sight.

Before Song Yanchen could figure out what the other party meant, he felt himself being hugged even tighter.

The other party supported his waist and changed his posture for him.

The man seemed to have discovered something, and chuckled nonsensically again.

"The waist is also very soft."

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The author has something to say: A

certain ghost: Let us sing together! Wife~

Xiao Song:......