My dead ghost husband is still alive

In Zhou An's initial impression, he was like this, only predatory and cold, and occasionally let go, just because he was happy and his bad taste.

The later tenderness was just the product of his extreme cooperation.

I have never been sure, or I have been entangled in it all the time, has Zhong Lin ever liked herself, and what kind of like is that kind of like?

Is it based on being obedient and well-behaved, or is it simply because of myself.

It can be seen from this that Zhou An was born with a low self-esteem, and never thought that he was an outstanding person who could be loved deeply.

His vacillation, his self-doubt, and his cowardice all became Zhong Lin's bargaining chip to occupy him.

"No, I didn't plot against you." The opponent's tough and dangerous aura forced Zhou An to step back, but he felt his scalp numb, and he didn't dare to avoid his approach, and he couldn't even move his eyes that were stared directly at him: "I really haven't." He trilled.

The condescending young man with an arrogant attitude: "Really? But I'm still unhappy, what should I do?" He finally approached Zhou An, pressed his slender body against the wall, pinched his pointed chin with his fingers, and So thin that there is no sense of flesh: "Reflect on yourself, what have you done, huh?"

When the familiar sense of oppression and trembling came, Zhou An was greatly touched. He felt an unprecedented surrender, not voluntary, but unable to resist.

"Look at me and answer, Zhou An." Zhong Lin looked directly at him and said, his cold and handsome face was covered with frost, and when he called Zhou An, his voice was full of desire.

These include possessing him, controlling him, abandoning hurtful feelings, trusting without reciprocation, and being loyal only to your own desires, such stormy and raging emotions.

It can only be said that after the unexpected baptism of Huanyang this time, Zhong Lin's level of ghosts and animals has been improved to a higher level, and his thoughts have tended to be completely selfish and completely extreme.

And how does Zhou An feel.

Even though the only contact between the two is the chin and fingers, but he feels that his whole body and even his soul are being suppressed.Even the fear of breathing is not the frequency that the other party wants, it is the fear of this mechanism.

His mind was blank, and he followed the other party's consciousness.

"But he's not you..." the young man murmured, revealing his heart in the most shameful way: "I don't have the feeling of wanting to be with him, the person I'm thinking of is you."

This is not the first time Zhou An has shown his heart, but Zhong Lin is not as ecstatic as the first time, he is as calm as a heartless person.

Rubbing two fingers on the young man's greasy chin, touching the fragile bone, he punished him with a little force.

Zhou An immediately made the voice he wanted, frowning frown was fragile and cute, he believed that such a timid person would not have the guts to calculate, it was just that vacillating emotion that made people irritated.

"No matter what you say, you are always looking for a breakthrough to escape. When you feel that you can leave completely, you will leave without hesitation." Zhong Lin calmly analyzed Zhou An's psychology, and accurately stripped This person hides the most real thoughts in his heart: "You cowardly coward, little bitch, why do you ask for gentle treatment?"

Zhou An's heart tightened, he shook his head instinctively, and echoed, "I don't ask for..."

Because he was too scared, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, his soft bangs were slightly moist, and his eyes were full of panic.

Under the cover of his body, breath, and ruthless language, he has no sense of resistance at all. Although Zhou An doesn't think he has done anything wrong, he just obeys his heart, just like the current obedience.

Everything is from the heart.

Zhong Lin's breath was too close, Zhou An always maintained the state of being kissed at any time, even the posture.

When it really came, while he was in pain, a brilliant flower bloomed in his mind, similar to the long-awaited gift, even if it was extremely fierce and full of punishment.

Zhong Lin's return As for what he is, Zhou An didn't have the strength to think about it in the process of dying, he could only accept, feel, and accept again.

At this time, Zhong Lin's sense of existence was too strong, all of Zhou An's consciousness and senses belonged to him, and all the names whispered in his body, mind and mind were all from him.

However, seeing Zhong Lin's calm expression inadvertently, he was crying on the bed like a red-hot iron that had been splashed with cold water.

It was as if the grievances accumulated for 18 years poured out all at once, submerging the dignity of being a boy and a person, leaving only longing and grievances, and asked him hoarsely: "Why do you treat me like this?"

Seeing his dissatisfaction, the originally calm young man showed a sarcasm, but his voice was still casual: "I want you to try it, will it make you brighter?"

Instead of saying: Now do you know what it feels like to be treated coldly?

Zhou An lay down on the pillow and wet a large area of ​​the pillow. The dual feelings of body and mind pushed the emotions and senses to the boiling point. At this time, he finally felt what is called extreme. All the emotions and feelings now are extreme!

It was that ghostly young man who used all kinds of means, including language, cold violence, etc., to slowly push him to the cusp of a cliff, and he was about to collapse.

The only thought is not to blame Zhong Lin, but to hold on to him tightly, or to beg for mercy, repent, etc., that is, there is no heart to resist!

During this process, Zhong Lin got what he wanted.

A complicated atmosphere filled the bedroom of this junior in high school. On the surface, everything was calm, at least a hundred times calmer than the heart-piercing just now.

"..." It took a long time for the boy lying on the quilt to breathe from shortness of breath to slowness.

What he needs to calm down is not only the body, but also the psychological shock.

It was the first time for his young body and mind to accept such extreme treatment, which caused him to have doubts and fears about his own situation. It was due to the cold treatment of the young man next door. He had no sense of completeness at all, so he never felt at ease. All I want to do is tremble and cry.

He hates this, he wants to be a good person.

"Don't cry." Zhong Lin said not too coldly, picked up the tissue box next to the bed with his left hand, took out two and stuffed them near Zhou An's eyes.

This sound made Zhou An stop crying, and with his fingers resting beside his face, he held a tissue to wipe his tears.

"Two hours of rest." Zhong Lin looked at the small frog alarm clock on Zhou An's bedside table, and arranged, "After two hours, get up and do homework."

Zhou An despised himself so much that he didn't dare to ask why he interfered with his schedule. At this time, it was not Zhong Lin's evil deeds that mattered, but why he treated him coldly even though he had already accepted the punishment.

This is also very broken, he secretly sobbed.

"Dare to take my words as wind on your ears?" Zhong Lin said with a straight face.

Zhou An was startled by the sound so close, he raised his head to find that he was very close, he must have seen his red eyes like tomatoes: "Okay..." His voice became hoarse: "Can you give me a hug? "

He was so ashamed that he pinched his palm hard, hating himself for being so docile after being raped.

"Isn't hugging enough just now?" Zhong Lin's unique breath approached, enveloping the young man who was worried about gains and losses, and he did not refuse such a cute request.

The moment the sense of satisfaction struck, Zhou An continued to collapse, watching himself fall into the abyss, no matter how harsh the words were, he couldn't wake up, he just wanted to be hugged by him.

After being hugged, his emotions gradually calmed down, and he was able to fall asleep slowly according to Zhong Lin's request.

Two hours passed by in a flash. Zhou An, who was emotionally ups and downs, was in a trance after waking up. For a moment, he didn't know who he was and what he should do.

"Are you awake?" Zhong Lin's face appeared in front of his eyes, calm and unpredictable.

Seeing him, Zhou An immediately felt a sense of sobriety, sat up with his limp body, and heard him say, "Put on your clothes and go wash your face. I don't have time to bathe you." He seemed to be wrinkled. She frowned: "You slept for two and a half hours."

"I..." But, after being treated like a storm, is it too much to sleep for two and a half hours?Seeing his indifferent face, Zhou An couldn't refute: "Yes."

After getting up and putting on a set of relaxed home cotton clothes, Zhou An's footsteps to the bathroom are ethereal, comparable to Lingbo's light steps.But in fact, it's just that the legs are weak, and I still remember the feeling at that time.

It took about 10 minutes to wash my face and wash my face.

I found that I was a little hungry and wanted to go to the refrigerator to get something to eat, but was yelled at by the people in the room.

"What are you dawdling about?" It sounded a precursor to impatience.

Zhou An had no choice but to give up eating, walked into the bedroom and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Then I saw Zhong Lin sitting in front of his desk, with books and test papers spread out in front of him, and Zhong Lin was holding a pen in his hand...

Zhou An's eyes widened. The pen belonged to Zhong Lin himself, but Zhou An kept it very secret, how could he know.

"You ran into my room?" he asked.

"Need to ask your opinion?" Zhong Lin glanced at him: "Come here." To the place vacated by him was his own legs: "Sit down."

Zhou An gritted his teeth, at a loss, and didn't want to study like this: "Don't do this, I will be distracted." Immediately, he was ridiculed by Zhong Lin: "Sit on a man's lap, so you don't want to study?"

He heard that little slut again, and felt ashamed and angry.

"Distractions don't exist." Zhong Lin regained his composure, put the boy on his lap, and asked a few questions about his progress and his current grade level: "Are you aiming for a major?"

"Yeah." Zhou An gradually felt that the young man deliberately restrained his aura, making him appear much softer, so he relaxed.

"Why did you choose A major? Isn't C major?" Zhong Lin played with the pen in his hand and forced the boy to change his choice: "Choose C major and stay by my side."

Zhou An blushed: "But the score is not enough." C University is more difficult than A University, and it is the top three in the country.

"Will I make you fail the exam?" Zhong Lin raised the boy's chin with a black pen, making him look at himself: "If you listen to me, you will pass the exam."

Zhou An lowered his eyelids, not knowing what to say.

Of course it wasn't because they didn't believe it. Their homeroom teacher said that Zhong Lin's grades were so good that if it wasn't for an accident, Tsinghua University and Peking University would take the exam casually, so it was only natural that he would choose C University.

"You want to take the college entrance examination again?" Zhou An doubted: "Is it possible?"

Zhong Lin said: "Why not?" The confident, smiling expression, although very attractive, is also very pretty.

He began to explain the key points to Zhou An, instead of completely following the book.

After speaking for half an hour, he came to an end, stood up and returned the chair to Zhou An, and assigned Zhou An homework.

The back view of him leaving was so strong that Zhou An was in a daze for several seconds before concentrating on his homework.

At this time, there was no such angry emotion in my heart, and to be honest, I was a little relaxed.

In less than 10 minutes, Zhong Lin walked in with a plate, which contained hot milk and other food.

"Write after eating these things," he said.

"Thank you." Zhou An was a little flattered, and took it to eat, because he was really hungry: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Zhong Lin: "We'll talk about it after you finish eating." He stood and looked at him.

So Zhou An didn't dare to dawdle, and concentrated on eating.There are also eggs and meat in the food, which are sandwiched with toast. I don't know if it is a sandwich, but Zhou An eats everything.

Zhong Lin picked up the empty plate with a half-smile, because the other party was obviously a little bit full and didn't want to eat the last piece of toast.

"Let's write." His warm fingertips slid across the plate, dipped the salad on it, put it in his mouth and licked it: "I'll come to you when I'm full."

Just hearing the sound, Zhou An unconsciously folded his knees, with hopeless self-blame on his face.