IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

9:13

Mu Xingchen ultimately had no idea what had just happened, but he clearly felt that Shi An's attitude towards him had undergone some subtle changes. He couldn't quite put his finger on what the changes were, but he could still feel that Shi An had become more patient with him.

At least he didn't threaten him like before, saying he would be thrown out to feed the ghosts.

Although he didn't know the specific reason for Shi An's transformation, Mu Xingchen was still quite happy. He followed Shi An around the haunted house, which had returned to its original appearance, in a good mood. He met many people who came here to adventure. Some of them were lucky enough to leave safely, while others stayed here forever.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"ask."

So Mu Xingchen, who was lying flat on his back, turned over and lay on his side in Shi An's arms, looking at the strange pattern on his face that was getting fainter and fainter. He raised his hand to touch it, and then asked doubtfully, "You asked us to find the bell. Is it related to the pattern on your face?"

Shi An did not answer immediately, but asked, "Do you think it matters?"

"Yes." Mu Xingchen nodded. "These past two days, every time someone found the bell, you had to leave for a while. When you came back, the pattern on your face had faded. Finding the bell was good for you, right?"

It must have been two days, right?

Mu Xingchen was not too sure how much time had passed. After all, he was in the illusion created by Shi An, and the speed of time flowed differently from the outside. He could only roughly judge how much time had passed based on how hungry he was and how many meals he had eaten.

Shi An chuckled and raised his hand to ruffle Mu Xingchen's hair. He didn't intend to be vague this time. He was silent for two seconds before explaining, "Well, someone sealed me here after I died. My corpse is suppressed under the bell."

Many years had passed and An was no longer moved by this incident, but when he saw the young man in his arms, his eyes instantly turned red, and he looked so aggrieved and pitiful that he could cry at any time, his long-cold heart seemed to be injected with warmth and felt incredibly warm.

Shi An's cold fingertips gently swept across the moist corners of Mu Xingchen's eyes, and continued: "The person who sealed me was very strong, and it took a thousand years for the seal to loosen--" The rest of the words were all stuck in Mu Xingchen's throat because of his tears.

Just as Mu Xingchen turned his head to rub his tears on Shi An's clothes, he felt something was wrong. He pursed his lips and raised his head with tears in his eyes. He looked at the silent Shi An for two seconds and casually reached his hand into the quilt.

"..." The big thing under his palm swelled up again because of his touch. Mu Xingchen widened his eyes in disbelief, "Are you a pervert? You can get hard like this?!"

Shi An responded by turning over and pressing Mu Xingchen under him. He lowered his head and buried it in the little guy's neck, which exuded a sweet fragrance. He took a deep sniff, and then pushed his lower body against Mu Xingchen through his clothes. He said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, you're crying to seduce me, how can I resist not getting hard?"

At this time, Mu Xingchen's eyes and eyelashes were still wet. Perhaps he was shocked by these confusing words. He was stunned for five or six seconds before he came back to his senses from Shi An's licking and kissing. He kicked him angrily, "I didn't seduce you! I was listening to you carefully."

Shi An easily suppressed Mu Xingchen's kicking legs and whispered, "You seduced me." Then he leaned forward and used his own weight to press down Mu Xingchen, who was protesting, so that he could not move.