IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

9:2

The female ghost was obviously unwilling to give up devouring Mu Xingchen, but she did not dare to resist Shi An's orders, for fear that she would be eaten the next moment.

The female ghost could only settle for the second best and pounce on Wei Li, who was the second most delicious. Shi An, who was holding Mu Xingchen, glanced at the group of people who were screaming in fear, and stood aside quietly watching this farce. He felt a little regretful. If the little guy hadn't fainted from fright, his expression at this moment would definitely be very vivid and exciting.

Just as Shi An was thinking about whether to wake the person up, the female ghost who had pounced on Wei Li and was about to have a meal suddenly screamed, and disappeared on the spot in shock and anger, covering her severely burned mouth with her hands dripping with blood.

The female ghost whose soul was burned appeared briefly and was captured by everyone's eyes. The moment they actually saw the ghost, the few people who were screaming in fear suddenly became completely quiet. They didn't dare to make any sound anymore. They trembled and squeezed to Wei Li's side, staring at Mu Xingchen who was floating in the air with horror in their eyes.

That posture...it's clearly like being hugged!

There are ghosts!!!

Shi An did not expect that the female ghost would get injured and escape. The nonchalant expression on Jun's face gradually disappeared, and his pair of dark pupils that could not see any light became even more creepy. However, the only person who could see him when he did not show up actively had already fainted.

Wei Li touched his shoulder in fear and it hurt. He pulled down his clothes and saw a black tooth mark on his shoulder. Others also saw it and huddled together in horror.

After a few minutes of calming down, Wei Li realized that there might be something on him that ghosts feared. He gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to stand up, carefully approaching Mu Xingchen who was floating in the air, "We are offended by your rash entry. Please release our companions, and we will leave immediately."

Shi An looked at Wei Li who was getting closer and closer with an expressionless face. He sensed an aura that made him uncomfortable. It was a bit threatening, but not to a high degree.

How could an ordinary person have such a threatening aura? Shi An didn't know what he was thinking of. A smile appeared on his face. He put Mu Xingchen steadily on the ground and stepped aside.

Wei Li rushed forward and snatched Mu Xingchen back, holding him in his arms. He carefully thanked this reasonable ghost whom he could not see, and then he quickly retreated to the door with Mu Xingchen and a few companions. However, the door was still closed and they could not get out.

...

When he woke up again, what appeared in his sight was a bright yellow chandelier that glowed with warmth and a clean and beautiful ceiling. Mu Xingchen was stunned for a moment, closed his eyes in disbelief, and then opened them again, but nothing had changed.

He quickly looked around and found that this was a very beautiful and clean room. The bed and quilt under him were also clean and exuded a fresh fragrance.

This shouldn't happen?! How could a haunted house be like this?!

Mu Xingchen was shocked and asked the system in disbelief, "Have I been unconscious for a month or two? Has Wei Li escaped with us?"

Before the system answered this question, Mu Xingchen got the answer from the long-haired handsome man who suddenly appeared beside her. Her body, which had just been relaxed, stiffened instantly. She stared at the door without blinking, trying to ignore the scrutiny of the man next to her.

Shi An stared at Mu Xingchen's frightened expression with interest for a moment, then reached out and held the man who was trembling slightly with fear in his arms. He sighed comfortably, squinted his eyes and rested his chin on Mu Xingchen's shoulder. His cold big hands naturally reached into his clothes and stroked the warm skin of the living person.

Mu Xingchen tried hard to pretend that he didn't see Shi An, but he couldn't help it. With tears in his eyes, he raised his hand to press the big hand that was making trouble on his chest, "Don't, don't do this."

Shi An laughed lowly in Mu Xingchen's ear, and his held-down hands began to rub Mu Xingchen's chest without stopping, "You're so cute when you're struggling to death." After saying that, he licked the fair neck that was so close to him with his side face.

He had not originally planned to do so, but the body of the little guy in his arms exuded waves of alluring fragrance, constantly arousing his senses that had been dormant for thousands of years.

Mu Xingchen didn't know what Shi An did, but he felt that his body was not as cold as before. At least the close posture at this moment did not make him shiver. Listening to the pleasant sigh in his ear, he felt that Shi An should be able to communicate, so he plucked up the courage to talk to him.

However, before he could finish his words, the door was pushed open, and Wei Li, with a pale face, walked into the room. Seeing that Mu Xingchen had woken up, he breathed a sigh of relief visibly, walked quickly to the bedside, and asked, "How do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Xingchen didn't dare to resist the thousand-year-old evil spirit behind him. He could only try to ignore his existence and asked with a trembling voice, "What happened just now?"

Wei Li sighed and did not explain immediately. Instead, he sat on the bed, stretched out his hand to pull open Mu Xingchen's clothes, looked at the palm prints all over the fair skin with an unpleasant expression, and said in a low voice, "We are haunted by ghosts, and the marks on your body are the most serious."

After a brief explanation, Wei Li saw that Mu Xingchen's eyes were tearful and his cheeks were red. He thought he was frightened. After hesitating for two seconds, he repeated what happened when he was unconscious. Finally, he said, "So we have to play a game of hide-and-seek with the ghost. Only by finding the eight bells hidden in the house can we leave alive."

"Hmm...! I understand."

The short whimper did not sound painful. Looking at the black fingerprints on his exposed skin, Wei Li moved closer with some concern and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Xingchen suppressed the hum that was about to come to his lips and replied with difficulty, "No, no." He held the hem of his clothes tightly to prevent Wei Li from lifting up his clothes to look at the marks on his body. After all... Shi An's hand was still in his clothes!

Shi An seemed to enjoy the fact that Mu Xingchen dared not speak out and was afraid of being discovered by his companions. He laughed softly.

She licked his neck again and again, and whispered in his ear: "How pitiful, you got hard again in front of your friends because of a ghost."

I don't!

Mu Xingchen was so ashamed and angry that when Shi An's hand was about to reach into his pants, he suddenly stood up from the bed, his face flushed and his eyes tearful, even his breathing was a little rapid, "Then, let's go find it, find the bell!"

Wei Li thought that Mu Xingchen had such an extreme reaction because he was afraid, and nodded with a gentle look in his eyes, "Follow me closely, I may have something that ghosts are afraid of."

However, in the eyes of the guilty Mu Xingchen, Wei Li's normal look made him feel that the fact that Shi An hugged him and touched him was exposed. The blush on his face spread all the way to his neck, and he looked a little weak.

Shi An lay on the bed and watched the flustered Mu Xingchen leave. He turned sideways and buried his face in the very warm bed. He felt so comfortable that he was a little drowsy, but ghosts don't need to sleep.

"Tsk...what should I do? I can't bear to kill him."