I'm going to fuck you

Chi Changli raised his eyelashes, the thick and slender eyelashes covered the darkness and sadness in those silver-gray eyes like a small curtain, he reached out and hugged Zhang Wei violently, and pressed him hard on the sofa .

"No, don't leave me again..."

His voice was a bit slurred, vaguely rang in Zhang Wei's ears, for some reason, Zhang Wei's heart felt a twinge of pain for a moment, like a brand engraved in the depths of his soul, which made him extremely uncomfortable .

Zhang Wei held Chi Changli's shoulders with difficulty, and rarely showed his irritable side. He gently traced Chi Changli's face with his fingers, and there was a deep affection in his eyes that he had never imagined.

"Chi Changli, don't be sad," he comforted Chi Changli patiently, and even got up the courage to kiss him on the forehead, "Whether you are Lord Xi or not, I will always be by your side. "

I don't know if the word ghost hurt Chi Changli's nerves. He hugged Zhang Wei, deeply suppressed his emotions, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not a ghost anymore."

He has been looking for Zhang Wei in this world for hundreds of years, and the ghost energy in his body has also been contaminated with the vitality of the human world, so that it takes on human body temperature and barely maintains the human form.

Before finding Zhang Wei, because his body was too weak, he hid in the virtual network world and absorbed a little spiritual power from people through the network to restore his body.

As a ghost, he no longer has the charm of the past, but he is just a name, in name only.

Now, when Zhang Wei mentioned it, he was a little at a loss, Gui Jun, as if he was calling another person's title.

In the beginning, it was precisely because of some reasons that he was a ghost that Zhang Wei left him.

Chi Changli took a deep breath, and Zhang Wei reached out and hugged his shoulder. He didn't understand the meaning of Chi Changli's words, but just patted him on the shoulder lightly, "It's okay if it's not a ghost, just now That's pretty good too..."

He has a clumsy mouth and can't say anything good, so he can only repeat the good things over and over again. Chi Changli only feels that the alcohol is gradually coming to his heart. Listening to Zhang Wei's rambling words, he can't help feeling depressed laugh.

In the end, he stroked Zhang Wei's hair with his hand, "You are such a treasure, why are you so stupid..."

When Zhang Wei heard this, he almost exploded.But he still endured it, and told himself repeatedly in his heart that he would not care about drunk people, but those eyes were moist, as if he had been bullied by someone.

Chi Changli couldn't bear it any longer, and leaned forward to kiss him.

Zhang Wei closed his eyes tightly, the smell of alcohol in Chi Changli's mouth seemed to have passed into his mouth through such an intimate entanglement, which made him feel a little bit intoxicated, and he tightly grasped Chi Changli's shoulder , trembling slightly.

After the kiss, Zhang Wei brought Chi Changli hot water to wipe his face, then undressed him and covered him with the quilt.

It was his first time serving people, and his movements were clumsy, but Zhang Wei did a good job.

He took a shower, wiped his hair clean, and then he lay beside Chi Changli, nestled in Chi Changli's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Wei had a strange dream.

In his dream, he set foot on a place he had never seen before, with deep red soil, two moons hanging in the sky, a red blood moon, and a smaller blue moon next to it.

The strange-shaped plants stretched their bodies at will, and the river not far away was covered with red flowers, spreading a bloody color, the air was full of loneliness and desolation, and there was a hint of shade.

Zhang Wei took two tentative steps, as if some switch had been triggered, his body started to move involuntarily, crossed the river, took a few detours, and came to a place in a chaotic manner. outside the palace.

The black building stood upright, majestic and deep. For some reason, Zhang Wei felt a palpitation in his heart. Before he could react, he had already knelt on the ground and yelled, "Ghost Lord .”

The voice in his mouth came out involuntarily, and Zhang Wei was almost at a loss at this moment, Ghost Lord?

The hall was empty, only the cold wind blowing past his ears. Zhang Wei shrank slightly from the cold. He only felt that his fingertips were numb. For some reason, when the cold wind blew, his body was covered in ice uncomfortable.

The sound of "da da da" footsteps, heavy and powerful, like drumbeats, hit his heart one after another, causing him to suddenly have some inexplicable emotions, including bewilderment, sadness and sorrow.

There seemed to be a sharp Gudu in the wind, with a piercing sound, there was a pain in the shoulder, and a whip hit the shoulder in the next moment, Zhang Weilai groaned in pain, and barely suppressed it Throat sound.

A young man's voice sounded in his ears, making his heart feel like it was going to burst, "You, you dare to come back?"

Zhang Weiru was struck by lightning, he looked up numbly, and saw a familiar face, handsome and bright, sharp and profound.

That is, Chi Changqian.