Come wear it, come to die

With the extinguished candle, the person who suddenly appeared behind him in the darkness, no matter how courageous Tong Xianjun was, he couldn't help but shudder all over his body.

Turning around suddenly, he faced a pair of long and narrow eyes, the deep pupils of which were like a puddle of black water, dead silent, and Tong Xianjun felt his heart beating violently.

"You..." Just as he was about to speak, a sense of dizziness hit him. He wanted to hold on, but in the end he couldn't close his eyes and fell into the darkness.

The fan-like long eyelashes moved slightly. Tong Xianjun didn't know how long he had slept. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed. This is not his room in Yuan's house. When he quietly looked at his handsome man with his dead eyes, he felt a chill all over his body, and his heart began to beat violently.

"You... what place is this place?" This person is Hua Yin, who is exactly the same as the portrait seen in Hua Wei's study, the man is very handsome, with a strong yet elegant demeanor, very sexy and charming.

Hua Yin saw that he was leaning against the wall, looking at him with very special phoenix eyes. The dead eyes flashed slightly, adding a bit of vitality. His slender and powerful hands were supported on the bed, and his body leaned forward. Getting close to Tong Xianjun also trapped him in his arms.

"Don't you want to see me?" The voice was low and magnetic, with a bit of provocative.

Tong Xianjun quietly looked at the man in front of him, no, it should be a male ghost, his heart continued to beat wildly, but he didn't have the slightest fear.

"Yeah." After hesitating for a while, I still couldn't help stretching out my hand, touching Huayin's gray and lifeless handsome face with fingertips, like touching a piece of ice, cold to the heart, he is really a ghost , said: "What are you following me for?"

Huayin let his warm fingertips touch his cold cheek: "We have paid our respects." She turned her face slightly, as if tentative, and kissed his palm lightly with her thin lips.

It seems that there is a tingling electric current flowing into the bottom of my heart from the place of the kiss. I don't hate it, but I am familiar with it. The guess in my heart is ninety percent certain. The ghost in front of me is his unlucky lover. Hua Jun, who is an official match with Destiny's Child, is just an illusion that confuses him.

From the previous plane, he had a strong feeling that fate seemed to have a very strong hostility towards his lover.

"It's only two obeisances, it doesn't count." The phoenix eyes were tinged with a smile, as long as it was his lover, let alone a ghost, even a monster, he would not be afraid.

"The last kowtow you made was the last bow." Seeing that he was not afraid of herself, Huayin's tense body relaxed slightly.

"What a shame." Sitting cross-legged, with both hands boldly resting on his shoulders, he was not used to the cold touch, and said, "Can I kiss you?" Although he had kissed you last time, it was just him At that time, I was exhausted all over, and I didn't know that Huayin was my lover, so I didn't taste the fun of kissing ghosts at all.

Although Mr. Tong prayed this question, he had already voluntarily pressed his lips to them, the touch was very soft and a little cold. He used to kiss the dough that he wanted to cook, but now he kissed it like jelly, and he stuck out his tongue and licked it when he thought about it.

Huayin didn't expect that after knowing that he was a ghost, not only was this person not afraid, but he would take the initiative to get close to him. Ghosts don't have a heartbeat, but he felt that his heart that had stopped beating began to beat.

Hold Tong Yanjun in his arms, hold the back of his head with his hands, and enclose the warm and soft lips.

Ghosts don't need to breathe, no matter how intense the kiss is, Hua Yin's breathing will not be disordered, but Tong Xianjun is different, his cheeks are flushed, he is out of breath, he puts his hands on his strong chest, and pushes him away.

"Give me a breather."

Hua Yin smiled lowly, gently wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, looked at his slightly flushed eyes full of spring, and said, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Tong Xianjun blinked and looked at him, looking like a hooligan molesting a good woman, he raised his chin with his fingers, and said, "Are you afraid that you are a ghost?"

"I'm a ghost, even my younger brother is afraid of me." Hua Wei supported him and was obedient to him, all because he could be his help and stabilize the power of the Hua family. He is afraid, he does not want this person to be afraid of himself.

He liked this person, not before the worship, but after he was brought back to Yuan's house, when he woke up from a coma, he was very curious about this person's courage rather than surrender, so he followed him to Yuan's house.

This person hurt his head and was in a coma for five days. He just watched it quietly for five days. He doesn't like men, and he has never been interested in any girl. Only this person in front of him, from the moment he opened his eyes, His heart was deeply imprinted on this person, so he persistently followed him, and dragged him here to get close to him and let him get used to himself.

"Will you kill me and let me die?"

Huayin shook his head, looking at this energetic person, he likes to touch this person warmly, unlike him, who is as cold as ice.

"You won't kill me, so why should I be afraid." Tong Qianjun spoke confidently, kissed the corner of his lips, and said, "Besides, I fell in love with you at first sight."

This sentence of confession made Hua Yin's eyes like stagnant water light up, and she hugged Tong Qianjun tightly in her arms.

"Even if you only have a wisp of soul left, I don't mind, you will be mine from now on." Tong Xianjun held his face and said softly: "Remember, my name is not Yuan Fang, my name is Yuan Fang. The name is Tong, Chan, Jun..." Every word, he told the ghost what he had buried in his heart all along.

Huayin's eyes moved slightly: "I will never forget." The thin lips kissed the warm lips, which was his promise.

【……grown ups? 】

[Master Host! ? 】

The voice of V587 kept ringing, Tong Xianjun grunted, turned over, hugged the warm and soft quilt in his arms, and rubbed his cheeks.

"Honey, hug, kiss, touch..."

【…】V587 is speechless, his host is really pitiful, he misses "that lord" and goes crazy, he doesn't even let the quilt go, but he has something important to tell him now, so he has to put him first Wake up: [Master host, "that lord" is here to find you. 】

【where! ? 】Jun Tong woke up in a second, thinking that he was still sleeping with Huayin just now?Can V587 also see it?

[Oh, I was wrong, I was waiting for you to find him. 】V587 spoke slowly when he saw Tong prayed for the king to wake up.

Holding the quilt in his arms, Mr. Tong prayed, sat up slowly, and yawned: [There is something to play, nothing to retreat. 】

V587 also went crazy with him: [I have something to report, last night the system suddenly prompted that the progress of the counterattack mission has increased by 50%, the original body of Destiny's Child has been disassembled by the system, and your dragon body has been equipped, master host, and you can leave the plane Controlled by fate, you can play however you like. 】

After the host body is loaded, it means that the master control is in your own hands, so you don't have to do anything. Although the level of the system is not enough, you don't know the true face of fate, but it is definitely against them.

[If you don't report such an important matter as soon as possible, what's the use of you, drag it out and kill it. 】Jun Tong prayed without any sleepiness and threw away the big quilt in his arms.

[Master host, you obviously slept like a pig, I have been yelling at you for half an hour to get up. 】V587 is particularly depressed. He feels that the host loves to sleep after coming to this plane.

Listening to V587's complaint, Tong Qianjun slightly raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

V587 has no idea that Huayin has always been by his side. When he was sleeping last night, he was dragged into a dream by Huayin, and V587 didn't feel it at all. He established a relationship with Huayin last night, and the system suddenly increased the counterattack mission. The progress of completion.

Heh, he suddenly thought of a funny thing.

[Master Host, I still have something to report. 】

【Say. 】

[At the same time as the task notification progress was improved last night, the system reminded Hua Jun that his luck has increased, and his luck value is now 80%. 】

[Luck value increased! ? 】Jun Tong frowned. Before Destiny's child counterattacked, the luck value of the plane was 100%. The help can make Destiny's child strengthen his luck. In the end, the whole plane's luck will be in the hands of Destiny's child.

There has never been a situation in which Destiny's Child suddenly enhanced luck.

[This matter is too strange, I have a bad premonition. 】V587 feels very uneasy.

[Perhaps, this plane is the same as the previous plane. There are two children of destiny, but one of them killed himself. Now the system absorbs the original child of destiny and is completely replaced by me. was transferred. 】Tong Xianjun sat on the edge of the bed, tapped his fingertips lightly, and said: 【Continue to monitor him. Compared with Yuan Fang, the son of destiny with a business mind, Hua Jun is more difficult to deal with. Without Huayin at home, Huawei is no match for him at all. 】

He could see that Huawei was only pretending to be indifferent on the surface. This was because he wanted to show his prestige in front of others, and he was very disturbed in his heart. Moreover, after two contacts, Tong Xianjun found that Huawei was still a little dazed.

No wonder the dead Huayin would rather be raised as a ghost than leave, he must want to protect this stupid brother.

[I see, if there is any situation, I will report to you at any time. ] V587 said.

With V587 watching, Mr. Tong prayed naturally at ease, since now the luck of the plane is drawing on Hua Jun, then this person will definitely take the initiative to find him.

Mr. Tong’s guess was soon fulfilled. The shop on West Street has been renovated, and the goods have been shipped from all over the world. The balm and incense he asked Huawei to help arrived last, and it was not someone else who delivered the goods. It happened to be Huajun.

Seeing that face exactly like Shao Liyu's, Tong Xianjun was so angry that his lungs ached.

"It's really helpful, Third Young Master Hua made the trip himself."

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