The patron saint always wants to have sex with me

On Saturday, Luo Feixing had a good sleep all morning, and after lunch, he was urged by Song Xun to go to the hotel.

The ID card opened a room, and he took a shower in the hotel bathroom and sat on the bed in a disposable bathrobe.

The soft hair was still wet, and it was sticking to the cheeks obediently.When the black peach blossom eyes looked over, it drooped slightly, like a docile deer, bowing its head in front of its owner.

The delicate and fair skin can be seen from the V-shaped opening of the bathrobe. Song Jun showed his figure, half-knelt in front of Luo Feixing, and directly stretched out his hand to tear off his bathrobe.

Luo Feixing's throat moved, as if he was nervous, and his white and tender toes curled up.

Song Jun seemed to smile, but he didn't push it down in a hurry, but took his foot with one hand, and pressed a kiss on it.

"What are you doing?!" Luo Feixing was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to pull his foot back, but he was firmly grasped and even licked on it.

He groaned, with disgust on his face: "You don't allow me to kiss me later, do you hear me?"

Song Jun gave a low laugh, kissed the inside of the thigh from the instep all the way, got up and pushed Luo Feixing, who was stiff all over, onto the bed.

Just when she was about to kiss him, someone covered her mouth with the back of her hand, and her jet-black peach eyes stared round vigilantly.

No kissing!Song Yu saw this meaning in his eyes.

"You despise your own flesh too?" He laughed, and slid one hand vaguely towards Luo Feixing's waist.

The opening atmosphere can be said to be very good, but Song Jun seemed to have taken medicine today, and after entering, he tossed Luo Feixing hard.

Luo Feixing resisted to say it at first, but then he couldn't take it anymore, his peach blossom eyes were foggy, and he begged for mercy in a soft voice.

But Song Hao just kissed his face, and the offensive showed no sign of slowing down.

"You fucking stop, I won't do it!" Luo Feixing couldn't do it anymore, and began to struggle hard, twisting his body to escape.

Song Hao easily suppressed his struggle, and squeezed his soft buttocks: "Didn't I say don't swear, huh?"

That hmm was a tickle, but Luo Feixing didn't have time to worry about it now, he couldn't break free and was forced even harder, finally couldn't help it, and bit Song Hao's shoulder hard.

While biting, he cried indistinctly, and the sound of sobbing aroused the beast/sex of the person on his body.

In a daze, he seemed to be quite a man and said softly: "I like you."

He didn't know whether this sentence really existed or it was just a dream. Anyway, when he woke up, it was already bright outside, and his body was very sore.

"Song Jun? Song Jun, are you there?" Luo Feixing moved, his body has been cleaned up, except for those ambiguous traces, there is nothing else that can prove the situation/things of that day.

Song Bing, who was always on call, didn't show up this time.

Luo Feixing supported his waist, his eyes touched the phone beside him and he remembered that he had an appointment with Wei Yun today.

At the beginning, we made an appointment at noon, and we had a meal together by the way.It is already ten o'clock, and there is an hour to go to the appointment.He also said at the time that he didn't want Song Jun to follow him.

Could it be that Song Jun is angry?Luo Feixing pursed her lips, remembering last night... what happened yesterday afternoon, and felt that her idea had a certain possibility.

Even if he lost his mind, Song Hao never tossed him like this.

The back is still a bit uncomfortable, as if there is an electric pile driver working in it.Luo Feixing gritted his teeth, got up from the bed and changed his clothes.

He went to the bathroom and washed his face. The person in the mirror had a ruddy complexion and springy brows. It seemed that he was well moisturized.

There was a bought breakfast outside, and it was still steaming. It was obvious that Song Jun had just left.

Although this was what he asked for, Luo Feixing still felt a little bit of grievance in his heart.

For the first time after that kind of incident, he didn't enjoy the "serving" of Song Jun back and forth, and could only endure the pain in his back and back.

After finally tidying up with his limp body, the breakfast was already a bit cold.However, the protesting stomach still made him drink up the porridge, and his body felt better.

Shaking his arms and legs to confirm that there was nothing wrong with him, he went out and left the room.

Luo Feixing turned on the mobile phone navigation to find the location of the meal they had set for, but he didn't realize that there was a figure following him far behind him.

Besides, Song Bin, he was indeed a little angry, angry that Luo Feixing didn't listen to his persuasion to go to see Wei Yun, and refused to let him follow.But the reason why he tossed Luo Feixing so much yesterday was not entirely because of this, but more because the life of the past few days had awakened him from his dream of having a boy.

In the future, maybe right away, he will disappear from Luo Feixing's life.Luo Feixing will have his own life, even his own wife and children, this ridiculous experience will only appear in his dreams from now on.

Just thinking about it, Song Hao felt as if his heart was being held tightly by someone, and the pain was so painful that he could suffocate.

Only by hearing Luo Feixing's cry and feeling his softness, can I be sure that I really have him at this moment.

Of course, he had some regrets early in the morning, but he didn't know whether it was the anger towards himself or Luo Feixing that never dissipated, so he hid himself.

Luo Feixing didn't know what was going on in his heart, and now he had reached the meal time he had set before, and he saw Wei Yun at a glance.

"Junior brother, here." He waved his hand with a smile, his eyes quickly scanned around, making sure that Song Jun was indeed not by Luo Feixing's side, the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Brother, just call me by my name." Luo Feixing sat in front of him, said a little politely, and couldn't help asking straight to the point: "Brother, why didn't you get haunted by ghosts?"

"No rush." ​​Wei Yun smiled and poured him a cup of tea: "Let's talk about the one next to you first?"

Speaking of Song Zhen, Luo Feixing was a little wary, and said carefully: "He has been with me for more than ten years."

"You can see him all the time?" Wei Yun raised his eyebrows.

"This..." Luo Feixing hesitated, wondering if sharing this information would have any impact.

Wei Yun smiled, with a small dimple on his left cheek: "Fei Xing, if you want to solve this matter, at least let me know the whole story."

Luo Feixing still remembered the last time Wei Yun said that he asked Master to accept Song Bin, and he said cautiously: "You won't accept him, will you?"

"What does Feixing think 'received' mean?" Wei Yun asked again.

"Maybe it's... the soul is gone?" Luo Feixing said hesitantly.

"It's almost the same, but there is another possibility - let the ghosts lingering in the world get rid of their obsessions and go to the underworld to reincarnate." Wei Yun said, he took a sip of tea: "If the ghosts are not evil ghosts, we will naturally not kill innocent people indiscriminately. .”

"But I..." Luo Feixing lowered his head.

He didn't want Song Jun to go.

"If a ghost stays in the human world, sooner or later it will lose its mind and turn into a ghost." Wei Yun filled the fire again, and said slowly: "The ghost beside you, Fei Xing, must have something unusual these days, right?"

Wei Yun's appearance was very sincere, and what he said was well-founded.Although there are some small details that are not the same as Song Jun, but in general they are similar.

Luo Feixing thought for a while, and said: "He has been with me since I was a child. At that time, I couldn't see his appearance clearly. I could only see him clearly in my dreams. On his birthday, he suddenly became clear. , no different from the category of normal people."

"Besides, he can't leave me five meters away."

After hearing his description, Wei Yun frowned, tapped his fingers on the table lightly: "Then can you see those things in front of you?"

Knowing that he was talking about ghosts, Luo Feixing shook his head and said, "According to what he said, I was able to see it when I was young, but after a car accident, I couldn't see it anymore, and the memory of my childhood also disappeared."

"Did anything special happen to you that day?" Wei Yun asked.

Hearing these descriptions, he felt strange but couldn't think of any conditions that matched them, so he had to ask in more detail.

Luo Feixing recalled subconsciously, his face and neck turned red.He faltered and hawed, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Could it be that it reminded him of others telling about himself and Song Min?Although he approached Wei Yun for this matter, but now he really can't open his mouth.

"Is it convenient to say?" Wei Yun asked empathetically, "Can you describe it roughly?"

"Just some... some..." Luo Feixing unconsciously clasped his hands together, twisting his fingers.Just when he was about to speak out in one go, a burst of heart palpitations suddenly came, making him almost fall to the ground.

Quickly supporting the table with his eyes and hands, Luo Feixing panted heavily, his eyes widened, and his forehead was quickly covered with cold sweat.

"What's wrong with you, are you okay?" Wei Yun suddenly stood up and supported him, "What's wrong?"

Luo Feixing swallowed hard, his throat rolled up and down.He held his heart with one hand, his eyes widened, and lost focus for a moment.

"Song Jun...something happened to Song Jun." He muttered to himself, but he shook off Wei Yun's hand and ran outside.

Wei Yun stood where he was, looked at Luo Feixing's background with a complicated expression, and finally raised his legs to chase after him.

Song Hao...presumably it was the name of that ghost.Miscalculation, I didn't expect Luo Feixing to have a connection with him.

He still doesn't understand the relationship between Luo Feixing and Song Hao, but if you get rid of that ghost, no matter what kind of relationship it is, it will soon disappear.

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