IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

9:8

After hearing Mu Xingchen's explanation, everyone's first reaction was who was Shi An? But soon they realized based on the style of his clothes that Shi An was probably the ghost who made them play hide-and-seek, and their faces turned green in an instant.

You're wearing the clothes of a ghost who has been dead for who knows how many years and looks very powerful and scary, and you actually told us that it's okay?!

Everyone had no idea that Mu Xingchen and Shi An had slept together. One of them pushed Mu Xingchen with a green face and said anxiously, "Go change your clothes!"

Mu Xingchen staggered two steps after being pushed, and helplessly reached out to hold the door, "My clothes are too dirty, and they got wet when I took a shower just now, so I can't change back."

"You have to change even if it's dirty or wet! These are ghost clothes! Be careful that ghosts will cause trouble to you!"

The last sentence made Mu Xingchen hesitate for a few seconds. Perhaps, just maybe...if Shi An saw him wearing this outfit, he would probably really cause trouble.

Thinking of this, Mu Xingchen blushed, pressed the clothes on his thighs, and whispered, "No."

Wei Li, who had been watching silently, reached out and pulled his companion, glanced at Mu Xingchen's wet hair, and whispered, "Achen should be fine wearing his clothes." After a pause, he added, "Don't stay here. Take advantage of this safe time to go downstairs, eat something and have a good rest. Don't forget that the game is not over yet."

Wei Li's reminder made everyone feel heavy-hearted, and they were even more confused as to why it was okay for Achen to wear ghost clothes?

Wei Li did not give them the chance to ask more questions. He gently pulled Mu Xingchen, who was half inside the door, and pushed the others downstairs.

After all, he was not wearing anything underneath, so Mu Xingchen held the clothes around his thighs and followed carefully at the back.

When they arrived at the living room on the first floor, several companions were still staring at Mu Xingchen's clothes, until Mu Xingchen pulled at his clothes and sat down with an awkward look on his face. Everyone looked at his fair and tender face with delicate features, then looked at the clothes he was wearing, and suddenly they understood.

Shit, is this a ghost's favorite? !

"...Will there be any problems?"

Wei Li was also frowning as he looked at Mu Xingchen. Seeing that he was in good spirits and didn't look like he had any problems, he shook his head with a heavy face, "There shouldn't be any problems for now."

Temporarily? What about after that? No one dared to ask further. Besides, they were now trapped in this damn haunted house, and they didn't know if they could get out alive. At this moment, being noticed by the ghost was even considered a kind of luck.

Mu Xingchen had just sat down and made sure that he would not be exposed in his current sitting posture. When he looked up, he found that everyone, including Wei Li, were looking at him with a heavy expression. He blinked in confusion.

"They're afraid that you'll be killed by the male lead."

Hearing what the system said, Mu Xingchen couldn't help but shrink his neck and whispered in his mind: "It shouldn't be, right?"

"...Of course not!"

Only after getting the system's guarantee did Mu Xingchen finally relax.

In fact, they should take advantage of the current safe time to look for Bell, but in order to avoid being captured by the ghost, everyone was in fear and high tension. They still need to stay in the haunted house for three days. If they don't take a good rest now, it will be very dangerous when the game starts again.

Everyone's original plan was to live broadcast in the haunted house for two days and one night, so there was no shortage of food and drink.

After filling their stomachs with a tasteless meal and setting the alarm for an hour and a half, everyone, with a highly tense mind, either lay on the table or on the floor and soon fell asleep.

Mu Xingchen didn't feel sleepy at all, but when he saw that everyone had started to rest, he lay down on the table with his eyes closed to rest. As he lay there, he felt sleepy and just as he was about to let himself fall asleep, he was awakened by a cold touch on his neck.

"Hmm!"

Mu Xingchen raised his head suddenly. Even though he guessed that the person standing next to him was Shi An, when he really saw Shi An's handsome face covered with strange patterns, he still shuddered with fear.

Shi An gently pinched the back of Mu Xingchen's neck, glanced at him, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, "Are you hinting at me?"

Wei Li and the others were sleeping nearby. Mu Xingchen didn't dare to speak. He raised his hand and grabbed Shi An's cold hand from the back of his neck. He hesitated for a moment and didn't shake it off. Instead, he held it in his arms and silently refuted, "I didn't."

Shi An didn't care whether he had it or not. He bent down and picked him up. Under Mu Xingchen's panicked gaze, he held him and sat back on the chair. "Isn't wearing my clothes a hint?" He reached his hand in from the hem of her thigh and was stunned for two seconds when he touched her smooth thigh.

Then he frowned slightly, "No pants."

Mu Xingchen, who was worried about being seen by his companions because he was suddenly picked up, was instantly distracted. With a slightly red cheek, he stretched out his hand to pull at his clothes and explained in a low voice, "I took a shower and have no clothes to change. I can't wear your pants."

"So you don't wear it?" Shi An sneered, pinching the soft flesh on the inside of Mu Xingchen's leg with his big hand, "Did anyone see it?"

Sensing the dangerous implication in Shi An's words, Mu Xingchen quickly shook his head, "I was very careful, no one saw it."

"It would be best."

The palm stroking the inner thigh moved higher and higher. Mu Xingchen's body felt hot from being touched. He moved awkwardly in Shi An's arms, and as a result, his butt was pressed against by something hard. He subconsciously turned around and was attracted by the patterns on Shi An's face at first sight.

Mu Xingchen stared at the pattern on Shi An's face for two seconds, a little confused, "You... the pattern on your face seems to have faded."

Shi An said half-truthfully, "Once the bell is found, it will naturally fade."

"Oh." Mu Xingchen nodded, not quite understanding, but did not ask any further questions.

"Yeah." Perhaps because the lines on his face faded, Shi An was in a good mood. He rubbed the smooth inside of his thighs with his big hands, and continued to move upwards. When his hands touched Mu Xingchen's buttocks, they suddenly stopped, and his eyes became dangerous. "You're not even wearing underwear, so why are you so eager to seduce me?"

"No, it's--hmm..."

Shi An freed one hand to hold Mu Xingchen's waist. The hand hidden in his clothes had already penetrated into the hole without rejection. His fingers pressed the soft flesh around the hole until the person in his arms' breathing became more and more sweet. Then he asked in a low voice without haste, "What is it?"

Apart from his violent panting, Mu Xingchen had no mind to speak at this moment. All his senses were plundered by the fingers in his butt.