My dead ghost husband is still alive

After writing for about 10 minutes, Zhong Lin stopped the pen in his hand, picked up the written form, and at the same time looked at Zhou An with playful eyes, making people feel creepy and malicious for no reason.

He said, "Take it."

Zhou An felt a shrinking feeling at this moment, and didn't want to reach out to pick it up.

Because I have an intuition that I will regret it after reading the content.

"What's wrong? Didn't you ask me to write it?" Zhong Lin pressed the corner of his mouth for a day, and raised it up in a rare way: "Hurry up and take it."

Zhou An lowered his eyes and did not stretch out his clenched fingers: "..."

After waiting for a while, the young man put away his casual smile and took the initiative to take a picture of him: "Take a good look."

The A3 sketch paper was slapped towards his chest, and he even rubbed it... Zhou An was forced to take it and hold it in front of his eyes to read.

Seeing that Zhong Lin didn't record the time period before recovering his memory, he immediately asked, "Do you still remember what happened before today?"

After asking, he immediately regretted it. According to the degree of Zhong Lin's anger, he probably remembered it clearly and kept it in his heart.

"I remember, but so what?" Zhong Lin said with a smile, "Do you want me to record those foolish days?"

Zhou An quickly shut up, lowered his head and pretended to read carefully.

"Well... three o'clock in the afternoon..." The first sentence written in this time period is a frightening content. He said that he wanted to kill someone: "You misunderstood." Zhou An raised his eyes seriously: "Let me explain again, I didn't count on you."

Zhong Lin just looked at him and didn't speak.

"Get angry, and then..." Zhou An's silent reading came to an abrupt end, his eyes staring at Zhong Lin's beautiful flying handwriting, and his face turned red because of the content written on it.

Why are angry and angry words followed by peachy words? When others are angry, they are angry, but he, Zhong Lin, is a semen?

"How do you write these..." Zhou An quickly skipped those few lines and looked at the next time period.

It should be the time of their intimacy. The scene and mood at that time emerged in Zhou An's mind. The feeling he got was obvious. He felt that Zhong Lin was very angry and wanted to tear himself apart fiercely, which was very scary.

"..." But what he thought was completely different from what Zhong Lin wrote. He actually described the process of intimacy in full detail, writing what he wanted throughout.

It's really enough, so there is no such mood as anger and anger in this article, only excitement.

"Do you miss it?" Zhou An said, her eyes were caught by the word, and she read it several times: no hug for 27 days.

But such expressions are rare, they are just embellished in the erotic pornography throughout the article, and they are inconspicuous.

It was too obscene, and Zhou An couldn't read it smoothly. He blushed and ignored the intimacy section, and read the following content directly.

In the part where he cried after making out, the other party used distressed words, Zhou An was in a complicated mood: "Is it true?" He looked up at Zhong Lin.

"Huh?" After Zhong Lin learned what he was talking about, he smiled casually: "It's fake."

"I knew..." Zhou An muttered in a low voice, then lowered his head and continued to look.

Those words still made him blush and his heart was surging, but in order to get more useful information, he still bit the bullet and read on.

The result is infuriating, no useful information, all bullshit.

"Can you be a little sincere..." He stared at Yuanyuan's eyes and complained, "I don't believe you don't have any other thoughts besides sleeping with me?"

Zhong Lin met his accusation, and sneered: "I wrote so much, you only saw that I want to sleep with you, it's because you have a problem with your own brain."

"You're the only one out of your mind." Zhou An pursed his lips, but his eyes dodged.

He did see something else, he saw Zhong Lin's perverted desire to possess and control him.

"Maybe." Zhong Lin said lightly.

Zhou An put down the form, gritted his teeth secretly, with a helpless expression on his face.

He couldn't feel Zhong Lin's cooperation at all.Maybe he agreed to fill out the form just for fun, or to tease himself.

Either way, it's depressing.

"I don't want to do this." He looked at the young man opposite: "I want to talk about an equal relationship with you. Do you know what equality is?"

"No appointment." Zhong Lin said, "I don't want to be restrained by you."

He picked up the pen cap, covered the pen, and put it back into Zhou An's pen holder, with an outrageously haughty expression.

"..." Zhou An almost cried angrily.

He was helpless, wanting to be angry but not daring to be angry, like a small animal being bullied around.

So cute.

Zhong Lin looked at it coldly, and said in a calm voice, "Stop thinking wildly, and don't play tricks, these are useless."

Invulnerable to guns and guns, oil and salt, Zhou An whispered: "Yes, no matter what I do, it's useless, because you don't need it, you just need someone who will obediently accompany you to bed."

"Whatever you say, it doesn't affect me." Zhong Lin took out his textbook and prepared to give a lecture.

But obviously irritable, unable to enter the role for a while, holding the book, there is an urge to drop the book.

Zhou An saw that he didn't speak, and he didn't speak.

After three to five minutes, Zhong Lin spoke again, explaining the learning content.

The appearance of teaching seriously is quite different from his appearance of bullying.He looked like a normal person, and he would not have thought that he was so perverted in his bones.

"Don't be distracted." Zhong Lin glared at Zhou An: "If you dare to desert, I will remember you once."

"What..." Zhou An asked, feeling embarrassed and dazed by being caught distracted.

"How about giving me a bite?" Zhong Lin smiled evilly at him, but in the next second he put on a straight face: "Listen to the class carefully and stop seducing me."

Zhou An was furious, with his virtues, he still used people to seduce, his mind was full of yellow trash.

"What are you going to bite, I'll bite you next?" Zhou An said.

Zhong Lin's eyes froze instantly, terrified.

Zhou An immediately shut up, lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Listen to the class carefully." The other party said, there was no other punishment other than that.

It turned out that he didn't mind others making fun of him, so although his eyes were terrified, he didn't release any air-conditioning.

But even so, Zhou An would not talk cheaply for the second time, he was afraid that Zhong Lin would turn his back if he said so.

"Hmm..." Listen to the class carefully and do the questions after the lecture.The two parts each take four and 10 minutes, adding up to a little over an hour.

It is ten o'clock, and it is almost time for Zhou An to rest.

Zhong Lin said, "I won't do it."

Zhou An was obsessed with studying, reluctant to let go: "I'll do it for a while."

"If you do it again, you won't be able to remember it." Zhong Lin said.

Zhou An held onto his textbooks and didn't let go. In fact, he was not obsessed with studying, but was afraid of being dragged into bed by the other party.

He still can't close his legs, so he has no conditions to be presumptuous.

"Zhou An." Zhong Lin stood up, squinting at the boy lying on the table, his round head made his hands itch: "Get up." He stretched out his hand and rubbed it.

The soft hair rubbed against the palm of his hand for a moment.

The young man withdrew his palm and walked to the bedside to wait for him to come over.

"..." Zhou An lay on the table and pretended to be dead, not wanting to go there.

But the perverted Zhong Lin was counting, one, two, three... When he counted to ten, Zhou An sat up for a while, feeling aggrieved and angry: "Can I come here?"

"Then come here." Zhong Lin was topless, sitting by the bed and waiting for him.

Zhou An put down his books and pens, and obediently packed them into his schoolbag.Looking back, I saw the young man waiting in full force, and a trembling feeling came from his waist.

"I'm sleepy, I want to sleep." He regretted, his voice trembling slightly.

"Then come here." Zhong Lin said again.

I have never seen such a terrifying person in such a big age. He is fierce and ruthless.

Zhou An stood up, mentally prepared to be spoiled, and walked in front of Zhong Lin.

"You..." Before you could say what you were going to do, you were hugged and brought to bed. You were not stripped naked as you imagined, but just hugged.

Zhou An began to rejoice that the other party didn't seem to plan to do anything.But soon, he heard the sound of heavy breathing coming from his ear, which made him nervous, worried that Zhong Lin would...

"..." His breath was filled with the smell of the other party. These breaths concealed desires, which inexplicably made Zhou An dizzy and distracted.

He couldn't tell what it was like, maybe it was the feeling of taking aphrodisiacs.

Zhong Lin suddenly noticed that the inaudible breathing in his arms suddenly changed frequency.

He quickly relaxed a little, lowered his head and stared at the person with flushed cheeks with his eyes: "..." Zhou An's face was full of emotion, his eyes were dazed.

"Zhou An?" he yelled, his expression fierce and a little scary.

"Why?" Zhou An looked at him weakly, and was inexplicably fierce.

He was doomed not to get an answer, so he only took a slash, and then his arms were released, and he was pushed to the inside: "What are you doing?" Zhou An pressed against the wall, feeling puzzled in his heart.

Hold yourself tight for a while, push yourself far away for a while, sick.

"Shut up." Zhong Lin said, turned around and rolled his eyes where Zhou An couldn't see, secretly cursing the idiot.

Zhou An wished to stay away from him, and heard that he rolled up the quilt and slept silently.

"Zhong Lin, turn off the light." He fell asleep for a while and couldn't fall asleep, because there was still a small light on above his head, and he was not used to it.

"Call me one more time..." Zhong Lin said.

"Zhong Lin." Zhou An called out.

In the dead of night, don't yell if you have nothing to do, because it is easy to yell into the hearts of lonely people.

"Yeah." Zhong Lin lifted the quilt and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, and glanced at the young man with vigilant eyes: "Hey, it's too late to be vigilant now? Hmm?"

Zhou An was stunned, speechless.

Because I'm not sure if that's what I mean.

"What I wrote to you today is not nonsense, you won't suffer if you take a good look." Zhong Lin pinched his face and stroked it back and forth: "Come on, use whatever method you want, if you can't solve it, I will sleep with you."

Having said this, Zhou An suddenly understood.Zhong Lin's desire is very strong. If he doesn't want to restrain himself, he can always ask for what he wants, as before.

Now that I have a choice, is it considered an improvement...