The patron saint always wants to have sex with me

The person in the quilt seemed to be trapped in a soft bed, his whole body was covered tightly, only a slightly pale face was exposed.

He closed his eyes tightly and slept soundly.Long lashes cover the lids and cast a small scalloped shadow across the face.

Suddenly, the eye feathers trembled twice, and the brows gradually frowned.

Black air crept in through the crack of the door and turned into a figure in front of the bed.The man's face was pale without the slightest trace of blood, his pupils were all white, and his long hair dragged the floor.He lowered his head, staring at Luo Feixing in his sleep, his scarlet mouth opened slightly, and a ball of red spit out from inside - it was his tongue!

The tongue was fully stretched, it was a meter long, and when he bent his waist, it could almost touch the ground.

The saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, he didn't notice it, he just stared at Luo Feixing, opened his mouth suddenly and bit his neck.

As if aware of it, Luo Feixing raised his hand to block it, awakened by the pain, and swung it away.

The ghost was thrown to the door by him, screamed and turned into black smoke and fled.

Luo Feixing was still a little unconscious, he propped himself up, shook his head to wake himself up, and then looked at his arm.

There was a tooth mark there, already covered in blood.On the wound, there was still a wisp of black smoke, and even the blood there was abnormally dark.

"Ghost?" He frowned and touched it lightly, the black air avoided his fingers as if in fear, and dissipated in the air not long after.

Although the scars were there, the blood returned to normal.

Luo Feixing hadn't studied what was going on with this wound, someone grabbed the top of his arm: "What's going on?"

It turned out to be Song Yu who came back from grocery shopping.

"Something bit me just now." Luo Feixing shrugged, "He ran away as soon as I waved my hand."

He looked calm, as if he didn't take this matter to heart, but Song Hao hugged him suddenly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my negligence." Song Jun's arms trembled, and his voice was extremely soft, full of regret and fear.

Luo Feixing hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand to return him: "It's okay, I'm okay."

Even so, his hands trembled a little.I didn't react just now, but now I'm a little scared.

"Let me see your wound." Song Jun patted his back, then gently grabbed his arm and looked intently.

It stands to reason that the places wounded by ghosts would have yin energy or even toxins, but Luo Feixing's wounds were clean, as if he had been bitten by a normal person.

"Does it hurt?" He stroked the edge of the wound with his fingertips.

Luo Feixing glanced at him: "Of course it hurts, doesn't it hurt if you get bitten?"

Song Bin gave him a heartbroken look, looking at the tooth mark, it was not pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at it.

At that time, he was not willing to bite such deep teeth marks on Luo Feixing's body, but he did not expect to be bitten by a kid.

Those sharp red phoenix eyes raised upwards, revealing a hostility.

"What are you thinking? It's scary." Luo Feixing pulled back his arm and boldly poked Song Jun on the forehead.

The expression on Song Jun's face instantly subsided, he curled his lips and said with a smile: "Isn't this thinking about how to avenge you?"

"Revenge?" Luo Feixing repeated, rubbing his chin: "Speaking of which, the ghost is not very powerful, I just shook it away."

"You are not a normal phenomenon, wait for me to study it." Song Hao pulled his arm over again, stared carefully, and then slowly moved closer.

Being watched by him, Luo Feixing always felt that the wound was a little itchy, so he simply turned his head to look at the flowers on the wallpaper.

Looking at it, I felt a burst of tingling pain from the wound, as well as a moist and soft touch.

"Fuck!" He was taken aback. He tried hard, but he didn't withdraw his arm. Instead, someone slapped him on the forehead.

"Kids, don't swear." Song Jun raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Luo Feixing pursed his lips and stared at him, his arms trembled: "Let go first."

"Let me take a look again," Song Jun said reassuringly, "It's not a trivial matter for an ordinary person to be bitten by a ghost."

"Then you are not allowed to lick it." Luo Feixing's dark peach blossom eyes were full of vigilance.

He thought for a while, and then said: "You call an ordinary person, but I am not an ordinary person."

"Yes, you are not an ordinary person." Song Jun was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "I have accepted so much Yin energy from me..."

"Okay, shut up." Luo Feixing covered his mouth with the other hand: "Did you see anything?"

Song Jun's eyeballs rolled down, motioning for him to take his hands away.

Luo Feixing moaned and took his hand away.

"You don't have a trace of yin qi and toxins on your wound." Song Jun pondered for a moment, and said, "Is there anything unusual after being bitten?"

"Abnormal?" Luo Feixing took a breath to calm himself down, "I remember that the wound was dark red at the beginning, and there was black air on it. But after I touched the wound, the black air and dark red were gone gone."

"Missing?" Song Jun frowned.Although he comprehended the cultivation method of ghost cultivation by himself, he didn't understand the mysteries of human beings.

After fumbling around for a while, he could only confirm that the Yin Qi and toxins on Luo Feixing's body had been removed.

"It's fine." Song Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "Wait until I clean up all these dishonest guys around."

He looked at Luo Feixing whose breath became more and more delicious, and was really worried.I hope that the five-meter limit back then has not been removed, lest he accidentally go too far, leaving Luo Feixing unsafe.

"Should I follow?" Luo Feixing's eyes lit up, and he asked with interest.

"Follow." Song Hao thought for a while, "It's more guaranteed to be by my side."

"Then..." Just as Luo Feixing said a word, a finger was pressed against his lips.

Song Bin kissed him on the forehead, "You rest first, I'll make lunch."

"Will you?" Luo Feixing looked at him suspiciously, "Don't poison me to death."

"I can't bear to poison you to death." Song Jun laughed and straightened his hair affectionately.

Luo Feixing choked for breath, lay silently on the bed, rolled himself into a sandwich pancake.

"Don't get bored." Song Jun raised his eyebrows and instructed, he turned around and went out to cook for Luo Feixing.

Having stayed by Luo Feixing's side for so many years, he knows Luo Feixing's taste like the back of his hand.Before the meal was ready, Luo Feixing's stomach was already conquered by the aroma.

"When will it be ready?" Wearing loose pajamas, Luo Feixing asked eagerly as he leaned against the kitchen door.

Song Hao glanced at him, his eyes slid directly from the wide neckline to his chest.He shook his hand and almost threw the pot out.

"It'll be ready soon." Pretending to look away indifferently, he shoveled the fried vegetables onto the plate, but couldn't help but walk over to tidy Luo Feixing's clothes.

"Why?" Luo Feixing frowned and tugged at the collar: "It's uncomfortable if it's fastened."

"What does it look like being so loose?" Song Jun also frowned, reprimanding in a low voice.

Except when they are in bed, they are in the relationship between the elders and the juniors at other times.Although Song Jun's attitude towards Luo Feixing has changed since he went to bed, it is still the same overall.

Luo Feixing still had a kind of awe towards Song Jun, seeing him put on a straight face, he couldn't help but feel a little weaker: "Anyway, there are only two of us at home."

"That doesn't work either." Even though he said that, Song Jun felt warm in his heart.He knew that Luo Feixing did this because he regarded him as a close person.

Luo Feixing tidied up his clothes aggrievedly, and then gently sat on the chair in the dining room.

"Use this as a cushion." Song Hao gave him the soft cushion he just bought.

"You've been prepared for a long time." Although Luo Feixing felt that his behavior was very considerate, Luo Feixing was not very happy in his heart - it was obviously something that both parties enjoyed, why did he only feel hurt in the end!

Song Hao was keenly aware of his unkindness, and his eyes drifted for a moment: "I was thinking about buying one after the last time, and I just brought one back when I went shopping for vegetables."

"How is it, is it soft?"

"It's quite soft." Seeing him like this, Luo Feixing couldn't vent the depression in his heart, so he could only say sullenly.

Song Bin stroked his drooping hair and said with a smile, "Okay, don't be unhappy."

Luo Fei turned his head sleepily.

Song Hao messed up his hair, "Lunch is almost ready, come and have a taste?"

"It's your first time cooking? Then I'll try it." Luo Feixing still had a willful and nonchalant expression on his face.

However, this indifference was destroyed after Song Hao's dishes were served.

"Are you really the first time?" He almost jumped up.

Luo Feixing can also cook a few dishes, but they are only good enough to feed himself.This is what he achieved after practicing many times.

Originally, Luo Feixing was ready to endure strange tastes with infinite tolerance like Xiaoyan, but who knew that this guy's cooking was even better than what he had practiced for the first time!

Luo Feixing ate two bowls of rice unhappily, but was stopped when he wanted to serve the third bowl.

"Eating too much may make you uncomfortable." Song Jun poked his bulging belly.

"Poke why, I have a flat stomach, what is there to poke!" Luo Feixing retorted in deception, ignoring the reality.

However, he did feel that his stomach was about to burst due to such a fuss, and he stopped wanting to have another bowl.

Song Xun took the opportunity to touch his belly, which had a super nice touch: "Okay, go to bed and lie down when you're full."

Lying down after eating, this is fattening... Luo Feixing complained in his heart, but his face became serious.

"Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

The author has something to say: Song Yu: Let me touch your flat belly... oh, it’s a little round~

Luo Feixing: Leave me five meters away :)

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