I'm going to fuck you

Wei Zexu shook, gritted his teeth and turned his head. He couldn't see the appearance of the ghost, he could only see the empty room and the floor stained with a little water.

"Shameless! You bastard, let go of me. You can go to a nightclub or buy a doll if you want to. Labor and management are not for sale. Do you really think I'm a courtesan!"

He growled, his fair face turned red, obviously he was extremely angry, and the invisible force behind him was tightly imprisoning him, making him unable to break free.

He felt like an animal being slaughtered, pitiful and pathetic.

Wei Zexu wanted to curse again, but his chin was lifted, and the rude and cold kiss blocked all his words forcefully, and the flexible tip of his tongue acted recklessly in his mouth.

Even though Wei Zexu backed down desperately, he couldn't escape, he could only pant fiercely in this eager and dark kiss.

"You are not here to sell," the ghost tapped Wei Zexu's swollen lips with his fingertips, his voice was a little low and serious, "You are special, unique to me."

Wei Zexu rolled his eyes, hehe, who wants a ghost to say to him that it is special and unique, he didn't take this ghost's words to heart at all.

"That's enough, I don't want to talk to you about this," Wei Zexu shook his head, his attitude was a little cold, "In short, you can find anyone, just don't ask me, don't bother me!"

"I can live with anyone in my future life, and I can also live with a gentle and lovely girl for the rest of my life, and have a lovely child, but it is absolutely impossible for me to be with a ghost!"

He said all the words that were stuffed in his heart, his expression was a little cold and evasive, but to be honest, he really didn't think about the future with a ghost, and this ghost even raped him.

Wei Zexu's words angered the ghost, and his body couldn't move again. The cool breath in the air continued to spread, so gloomy that Wei Zexu's body had tiny bumps.

"Oh, tonight, don't expect me to let you go."

The cold and gloomy voice was mixed with a hint of sternness and determination, Wei Zexu seemed to see a pair of familiar eyes in a trance.

The tails of the eyes are red, and the pupils are deep, like a vortex in the deep sea, which can suck people's soul away.

Before he regained consciousness, he was already firmly held down on his body. This time, the male ghost showed no mercy, pressing down on Wei Zexu with unusually ferocious movements.

Crying and begging for mercy didn't work, the male ghost seemed to be very angry, and held Wei Zexu firmly, wanting to put his own unique label on him, and didn't want other people to touch him.

It's not okay to be with anyone, because Wei Zexu can only be his, and no one is allowed to covet it.

Wei Zexu couldn't take it anymore and passed out several times.

When he opened his eyes again, his body was already covered with bruises and purple hickeys, as if he could show his desire for dominance.

A few bruises were pinched by fingers on the back, which were red and even slap marks.

Wei Zexu punched the full-length mirror fiercely, with a bang, a crack appeared in front of the full-length mirror, and it continued to break open along the crack in the center, but it was not completely shattered.

His fingers were dripping with blood, but Wei Zexu didn't care.

His face was reflected in the broken mirror. The handsome and sunny boy was pale and looked a little weak, but the corners of his drooping lips were raised, and he smiled contemptuously at Wei Zexu who was outside the mirror.

That smile was indescribably weird.

Wei Zexu broke out in a cold sweat, and stared at the mirror stiffly, but was hugged from behind again, "What's wrong?"

The male ghost's voice was full of satisfaction, and its arms were around Wei Zexu's body, but the person in the mirror that Wei Zexu saw had returned to normal again, no longer the strange appearance just now.

"They're afraid of you."

Wei Zexu broke free from the male ghost's arm and wrapped himself in the quilt. There was a dull pain in the back, which made him feel very uncomfortable. He resisted it and didn't show it on his face.

After he finished speaking, he heard a chuckle, and there was a bit of shuddering terror in the silent bedroom, "I am an evil ghost."

The evil ghost touched Wei Zexu's cheek, "So, are you still thinking of running away from me?"

Wei Zexu's heart was cold, but he soon cheered up again, and reluctantly asked, "What's going on with the strange things in the school?"

"What else can happen," the male ghost replied absent-mindedly, "Stay away from that Qiao An, everything will be fine."

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something, and threw a white object in front of Wei Zexu, speaking lazily and casually, "It's for you."

Wei Zexu looked over and saw the white object clearly. It was a mobile phone, with a small shape and touch-screen settings. It looked brand new and very beautiful.

"I don't want it." He didn't agree. Although Wei Zexu was so poor that he couldn't even afford a mobile phone, it didn't mean that he could accept other people's things casually.

What's more, it's still a ghost. If you accept it now, you won't be able to pay it back in the future.

The evil ghost didn't force it, but just threw a bait at Wei Zexu, "Don't you want to know what's going on in the school, come here, take your phone, and I'll give you a hint."

Thinking of the black mist on Qiao An's body, Wei Zexu felt his scalp go numb, and he might be attacked again one day. He frowned and stared at the white mobile phone, feeling a dull pain behind him, which prompted him to agree.

He gritted his teeth, "Okay, one more condition, you have to protect my safety at school."

"You're smart," the ghost didn't refuse, "Come here, take a look with your phone."

Wei Zexu picked up the phone, the wallpaper on the phone screen was a blurry figure sitting under the flower stand, his face was blurred by the sun's halo, but Wei Zexu felt that this person was very familiar.

"Sure enough, when I bought it, I thought it matched you very well."

The ghost spoke softly again, his voice was even tinged with a little smile, and it seemed not so harsh.

Wei Zexu sneered, and didn't take it to heart. Ghosts can still buy mobile phones. Isn't this going to scare the salesperson to death?

He clicked on the data network, thought for a while, and entered Qiao An's name in the browser. After a while, various reports came into Wei Zexu's eyes.

Most of the news is about Qiao An's recent gentle and patient articles about comforting the girl who jumped off the building, and they are very boastful and praiseworthy.

Wei Zexu became a little impatient, and flipped down again, but his fingers suddenly stopped, and he saw the title of the article at the bottom.

"Affectionate fans cast a curse on Qiao An's actions, saying that they will always be with him after death?"