Soul Eater

Seeing Ruan Yang's enthusiasm for it, Amway, the mountain ghost was completely unmoved, and was very unwilling. After thinking about it, he disappeared for a while. When everyone had dinner and was about to go back to their room to rest, the mountain ghost appeared again with There is also an extra spooky booklet.

Xiao Siming frowned, and his eyes fell on the booklet whose cover was crumpled.

Ruan Yang: "What is this?"

The mountain ghost smiled ambiguously, and handed the booklet to him as if offering a treasure: "Open it and have a look, it's a good thing."

Ruan Yang curiously opened the book "Good Things", and what he saw were two high-definition photos of Ms. Zhan, which showed the face of the leading actor Song Jue and his eight-pack abs.

The abs are painted with pearlescent powder, which looks attractive and attractive, exuding the charm of a mature man.

Xiao Siming caught a glimpse of the photo from the corner of his eye, and his complexion was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The mountain ghost smiled smugly and foolishly at the side: "Hey, I didn't lie to you, my brother Song Jue is in such a good shape!"

Ruan Yang: "You still call him brother?"

If I remember correctly, this ghost has been dead for decades, right?

Shan Gui: "Hey, he is my idol. Of course I can call him brother, and you can too."

As soon as the words fell, its back felt a chill, and it felt a sudden killing intent—what's going on, that feeling of being out of control came again!

Ruan Yang was envious of the photo of the abdominal muscles in his hand, nodded seriously, and commented: "Not bad."

He wants those abs too!

Xiao Siming: "..."

The mountain ghost was afraid just now, but hearing Ruan Yang agree with it, the fanaticism of the fan made it courageous again.

Seeing that Ruan Yang was fascinated, it couldn't wait to urge: "You turn to the back, the second page has our brother Song Jue's mermaid line."

Ruan Yang was about to turn the pages, when his hands suddenly became empty, and the booklet was pulled away by a slender hand.

He raised his head and met Xiao Siming's gaze with deep eyes.

Xiao Siming glanced coldly at the abs photo in his hand: "Heh."

Ruan Yang got a bad feeling from his snoring.

In the next second, the booklet was roughly smashed on the mountain ghost's head.

"roll."

The mountain ghost let out a scream of "Aw", hugged his beloved booklet, and immediately ran away in despair.

"Mr. Xiao..."

Ruan Yang keenly sensed that there seemed to be an inexplicable anger in Xiao Siming's body. He hesitated for a few seconds, not sure whether the other party's anger came from the booklet just now, so he calmed down first: "Don't be angry."

Xiao Siming was leaning on the door frame, looking at him with deep eyes and said, "Come in."

Ruan Yang walked in slowly, and Xiao Siming grabbed his waist as soon as he opened his mouth, and led him directly into the room.

The door closed with a "bang", and Mr. Xiao kissed her over without saying a word. The kiss was urgent and fierce.

Ruan Yang was so kissed by him that he hummed twice, but quickly got used to the other party's strong kiss, and subconsciously reached out to touch Xiao Siming's face, but was caught by the wrist halfway.

Xiao Siming looked at him with lowered eyelids, his voice was flat, but his eyes seemed to be throbbing with anger: "Do you like to see your abs?"

Ruan Yang shrank his neck, quickly shook his head, and softly reviewed himself: "I don't like it."

"Oh," Xiao Siming bit the tip of his nose lightly, "Duplicity."

Ruan Yang wrinkled his face, and he understood in his heart that he was clearly angry!

He took the initiative to put his lips up, kissed Xiao Siming for a while, then leaned into his arms and whispered: "Just to see, I really don't like it."

Xiao Siming didn't speak, just grabbed his wrist and stuck it down.

The hand under the palm felt firm and strong, and it was warm to the touch. Ruan Yang subconsciously rubbed his fingers twice.

Xiao Siming rubbed his waist with one hand, and the hot breath hit his face, making his whole body burn.

The voice next to my ear asked again persistently: "You really don't like it?"

Ruan Yang has never seen such a way, closed his eyes, and changed his words a little bit ashamedly: "I like you."

Mr. Xiao's abdominal muscles are indeed more attractive, Ruan Yang blushed and thought as he touched them.

Xiao Siming asked him to touch his abdominal muscles, and at the same time gently pinched his earlobe with his thumb, teasing him with great interest: "Call me brother."

Ruan Yang: "??"

He pursed his lips and shook his head, unwilling to cry.

The part of touching the abdominal muscles is not over yet. Ruan Yang touched it for a while, and heard Xiao Siming's breathing rhythm quicken a few beats. Soon, his heavy winter coat was peeled off, and a hot palm touched along the hem of the clothes. up.

Ruan Yang's first reaction was that there was nothing on his stomach, but that hand just gently pressed against his waist, rubbing it back and forth.

This, what does this feel like?

Ruan Yang's body froze, and his scalp was numb from being touched.

Kissing will make his limbs go soft, and his body will be so soft that it seems that he can be kneaded wantonly. The hand under the clothes seems to become a fulcrum to control his whole body.

The numb feeling in his body during the day hadn't disappeared, it was just hidden in his spine, and now it was hooked out again, straight to the scalp.

Xiao Siming picked him up and put him on the bed, his eyes looked like barbs, and he swept across his whole body eagerly and viciously.

Ruan Yang felt that the other party's eyes looked like a hungry beast at the moment, but he didn't have time to take care of that much. The air conditioner in the room was obviously not turned on, but his back was already sweating profusely.

It was very hot, and there seemed to be a smoldering fire in his body, and there was no way to find an exit for the rampage, and he would die if it continued like this.

Mr. Xiao's arms were on both sides of his body, Ruan Yang took the initiative to embrace the other's arms, his legs curled up unconsciously, and his knees rubbed against Xiao Siming's side.

His voice was trembling, but his tone revealed his unconditional dependence and trust on the other person in the room: "Xiao, Mr. Xiao, I'm not feeling well..."

Xiao Siming smoothed his sweaty hair on his forehead very intimately, stared at him intently, and said in a particularly low voice, "What's uncomfortable?"

Ruan Yang was so anxious that he was about to cry, he murmured: "Stomach, stomach."

He anxiously took the other's hand and leaned down, his eyes were pleading, and his voice was pitiful: "I feel uncomfortable under the stomach, help me..."

The words behind were blocked severely, and the soft bed sank a little more, Ruan Yang put his arms around Xiao Siming's neck, allowing the other party to kiss him down heavily, lips and tongue connected, pulling and venting each other.

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After it was over, Xiao Siming took out a tissue from the bedside, and after wiping his hands, he pulled out another one to wipe Ruan Yang's sweat, tears, and nose.

Xiao Siming: "Hey, give me a blow."

Ruan Yang blew his hand, but his face was still flushed, and he buried his head under the quilt embarrassingly after blowing.

Xiao Siming stared at his hair, his eyes still showed deep desire.

Ruan Yang's voice came out muffled through the quilt, fiercely: "Don't stare at me anymore!"

Xiao Siming knew that he was shy, so he patted Ruan Yang's back through the quilt for a while, and comforted him: "I won't mess with you, go to sleep."

When Ruan Yang heard this nonsense, his face became hot again. Mr. Xiao was very strict with jealousy, and stopped abruptly in the middle of the process, asking him if he likes abdominal muscles and whose abs he likes.

Ruan Yang was tormented by this word to the point of tears, but the control of his body was in the hands of the other party, so he could only repeat that I only like you over and over again, and in the end he was forced to call out brother.

Now he hears the word abs and his legs go limp.

What kind of abs do you want, no more, just Xiao Siming.

Xiao Siming patted for a long time, and waited for his breathing to stabilize before getting up lightly.

The little sticky spirit immediately came over again: "Where are you going?"

Xiao Siming: "..." He was silent for a moment, bent down and touched Ruan Yang's head twice, enjoying this complete dependence, and softened his whole body: "I'm going to take a bath."

Ruan Yang obediently said: "Okay."

The sound of water soon came from the bathroom. Although Ruan Yang was a little tired, he still wanted to wait for Xiao Siming to come back before going to bed.

He lay lazily under the blanket, his coat had been kicked to the ground by himself, and his phone seemed to be vibrating crazily.

A circle of friends he posted during the day was almost blatantly coming out of the closet.

There are not many friends who know that he likes the same sex, and his roommate Mu Zhanzhi is the only one.

Oh, and school girl Sisi.

At this moment, his WeChat was almost bombed, and even several priests who had been friends expressed shock at this matter.

Ruan Yang replied to the messages one by one, and finally returned to Mu Zhanzhi.

As I said before, Mu Zhanzhi has been very busy since he came home to inherit the family business. Ruan Yang and him basically only talked for half a month, and each time the other party only had time to send a few WeChat messages. Not much, but the concern in the words is true.

However, after he finished posting to Moments in the afternoon, the other party sent a bunch of messages crackling.

【? ? ? ? ? 】

【! ! ! ! ! 】

[When did you talk to someone? ? 】

【You won't get back together with that scumbag, will you? ! 】

[Be sober!He is not a nice guy! 】

[I'll be back soon. 】

Ruan Yang looked at the time and found that the last message had been sent two hours ago.

He was confused by Mu Zhanzhi's reaction, didn't he tell Mu Zhanzhi about his liking for Xiao Siming?

Ruan Yang flipped through the chat records and confirmed that he had said it, but Mu Zhanzhi might not have seen it.

In a small fishing village in the far south, the sky was gloomy and dark clouds covered it. The fishermen looked up at the sky and chose to collect their nets and go home. "The Dragon King is angry. It will rain heavily in the next two days!"

The damp and dark cave was empty, and the green gold dragon that had been entrenched here was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a gleaming mobile phone.

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Xiao Siming came back soon after taking a shower. Seeing Ruan Yang lying on his stomach playing with his mobile phone, he stretched out his hand and straightened his head, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Ruan Yang leaned on him, and said softly, "I'm waiting for you."

Xiao Siming played with one of his hands back and forth. Seeing that Ruan Yang was replying messages with one hand, he couldn't help but said, "Don't talk at this late hour." My friend is jealous, so he took the initiative to explain: "It's one of my roommates, and I told him that I'm in a relationship."

After finishing speaking, he leaned forward and kissed the corner of Xiao Siming's mouth, "I introduced you to him."

Xiao Siming reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help laughing twice, but the smile stopped when he glanced at the phone screen and saw the message from Mu Zhanzhi's hair.

His only regret is that he couldn't find Ruan Yang earlier. With Ruan Yang's physique, there might be many demons and ghosts gathered around him.

Xiao Siming still remembered that when he saw Ruan Yang, he was carrying the demonic aura left by other demons.

But you don't need to tell Ruan Yang about this kind of thing, so as not to add to his troubles.

Xiao Siming watched Ruan Yang's last message patiently, then took his cell phone away and put it beside the bed.

He turned off the light, hugged him in his arms with satisfaction, and said involuntarily, "Okay, sleep."

His embrace was very warm, and there was a hint of freshness from the shower gel. Ruan Yang hugged Xiao Siming with his hands and feet, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know if it's because the hotel bed is bad, Ruan Yang is dreaming again today.

In the dream, he stood outside a door, looked in through the crack of the door, and could see the dim room again.

The difference from last time is that this time the dream can be seen more clearly.

This place looks like... the meeting hall of the underworld?

Someone inside the door suddenly slapped the table and said loudly: "It's not too late, we must work together to eradicate that evil thing as soon as possible!"

"Yes, keeping it will only harm the Three Realms!"

Ruan Yang was at a loss when he heard it, and this sentence again, who?Who are they going to eradicate?

"I have signed an agreement with the heavens. At that time, the three realms will attack at the same time. It is best to put it into the six reincarnations."

"What if His Highness disagrees?"

"Of course we must keep this matter from His Highness first. His Highness is now bewitched by evil things, and he will know our good intentions in the future."

Ruan Yang suddenly felt a surge of anger, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the conference hall uncontrollably, all the people in the conference hall looked at him with colorful expressions, mostly flustered.

He heard his own voice say indifferently: "What do you want to do?"