Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

The moonlight pierced through the small darkness and illuminated a small piece of ground.

Wu Shuyang gently lifted the quilt, revealing his slender and fair legs.

Ming Shu's feet were thin and slender, and when the quilt was lifted, they were like two frightened white rabbits, and immediately curled into the depths of the soft quilt.

So cute.

Mingshu listened to the seemingly invisible noises beside him, and calculated his movements in his heart—he lay down, covered him with the quilt, and turned his body gently—Shu Yang obviously did not move out of the ordinary, the atmosphere But he was so nervous that he almost couldn't breathe.

Through a small slit in the quilt, he began to force himself to stare at the sheer curtain.

There was a little breeze, shaking the gauze curtains.

Wu Shuyang slept peacefully, separated by just the right distance.

For a while, no one spoke.

Shu Yang's rich ebony fragrance came from behind, wrapping him all over.

Before, he had never found this fragrance so bewitching, as if holding him in a gentle hand, coaxing him, making him give up his reason, making him instantly intoxicated.

He curled up his fingertips and grabbed the bed sheet tightly, as if hooking the edge of the cliff with the last bit of reason remaining. If he didn't pay attention, it would be an abyss.

"I thought, Snow Skin Beikuma... at that time, there would be... him."

He curled up.

Unexpectedly, it was the self wearing the crown of flowers and branches that appeared that day.In fact, he felt quite satisfied.His previously uncertain and apprehensive questions were unexpectedly verified by such a small episode.

"You're a fool."

He felt Wu Shuyang approaching from behind.

Jian Mingshu was a little unhappy, he lowered his voice: "You don't know what you mean to me."

The quilt he used to cover was gently lifted.The soft moonlight poured in.

"You too."

A kiss fell on his cheek.

Jian Mingshu raised his head and glanced at the other party - Wu Shuyang raised his upper body and was staring at him.

What is it?

What he meant was that Ming Shu was also extremely special to him?

Wu Shuyang's normally quiet eyes gradually overflowed with a gentle and demonic aura.This coquettishness made the corners of his eyes red, making him a little more dangerous.

He has been staring at Ming Shu.

——Shu Yang didn't actually kiss, Ming Shu even felt that kissing at this time was not as dangerous as his eyes now.It was hot and scorching hot, like an invisible chain, firmly sealing him under his body.

I don't know if he gave permission to "be a little bit more presumptuous" not long ago. He has never faced the other party's latent demands so directly.

Wu Shuyang didn't say a word.

Shu Yang's palm landed next to Ming Shu's cheek, and there was a small wound on his forearm, which seemed to attract his attention.This is the trace left by the rose dagger that Shu Yang helped him block before.

Ming Shu leaned over and kissed the wound, but there was some blood on his moist lips.

The crimson overflowing from his lips, coupled with his crimson eye ends and twinkling eyes, could indeed destroy anyone's willpower.

Wu Shuyang moved a little closer, his eyes looked quite gentle, all the throbbing was hidden in a calm disguise.

But at this time, repressed calm is even more dangerous than unbridled madness.

Ming Shu's heart beat so fast that he was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

Close your eyes, Wu Shuyang who was thinking, Wu Shuyang who was holding him, Wu Shuyang whose chin was lifted by him, Wu Shuyang who dissipated little by little on the eve of sunset, and Wu Shuyang who was surrounded by stars in the sky, all appeared in front of his eyes.

He remembered the overturned shower not long ago.

At that time, the drops of water fell, like raindrops, which drenched him and almost drowned himself.

"What's wrong with you." Wu Shuyang's voice came from beside his ears.

When he realized it, he found that he was actually grabbing the opponent's hand and covering his heart.

He quickly threw away Wu Shuyang's hand.

"Does it hurt? Does your heart hurt?" Wu Shuyang propped up his upper body with one hand, and looked at Ming Shu over his right shoulder.He thought of the huge crack in Ming Shu's heart, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"No... that's the reason." Ming Shu replied vaguely.

Wu Shuyang's eyes fell very close, he didn't dare to meet the other's eyes.

"Do you think I should be selfish?"

Shu Yang's voice was very low, as if he was getting closer.His eyes were too deceptive, as if he could immediately seize his own reason.

Ming Shu forced himself to look at other things, but was attracted by his beautiful chest.

Over his shoulder, he saw Shu Yang's jade deer-like long neck extending downwards, under the dark satin, a small piece of chest was faintly exposed.

His complexion was white and translucent, beautifully, like the first light snow.

The wound on the back of the heart pierced through a little bit, like a touch of cinnabar, which was fainted casually, light and seductive.

Mingshu had some weird thoughts in his heart, he wanted to taste the first snow, and also wanted to kiss the cinnabar, but he didn't know what it would be like.

"You seem a little scared."

Is this fear?

It is undeniable that Mingshu's heart was indeed trembling, maybe there was some unknown fear, but more, it was...

He was a little surprised to find that it was anticipation.

He also hoped to be closer to Shu Yang and to have a deeper bond, no matter what method it was.

"Perhaps, this is not your unilateral selfishness." Ming Shu's voice was very low.

Wu Shuyang almost stopped breathing - the hidden meaning of this sentence immediately messed up his mood.

When he started to undo the buttons one by one, he found that not only Ming Shu—even his own fingertips were trembling slightly.His heart was full of emotions, but after he really drowned Ming Shu, it could only turn into a moist trickle.

For the third one, his hand was suddenly grabbed.

"...I...are covered with scars." Ming Shu held Shu Yang's fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Ugly."

He kissed Mingshu's shoulder.

There are still some scratches on the white and straight shoulders, which makes people feel distressed beyond control.

"Let me write down every inch of the wound."

Mingshu's fingertips still persisted weakly until the other party gently squeezed his hand.

"Believe me."

He lay down beside Ming Shu, hugged the worried Ming Shu from behind, and quietly accompanied him for a while.

"I still remember the last time——" Ming Shu turned his face slightly, and spoke to him in a low voice, "The last time it was like this, it was on the yacht, you made me angry, and then I told the bedtime story of the little prince."

"Ah."

Of course he remembered that day, and even wanted to engrave it deeply in his bones.

Ming Shu caressed his hand on his heart, Shu Yang's wrist was slender, but the sense of strength and lines were just right.

"The question at that time, I will answer you now."

"it is good."

Shu Yang pressed against the back of his neck.

"——I don't like the night, the night and the silence mean nothing to me. I hate the snowy mountains, the cold wind and the ice field give me a headache."

"—but I tamed you. The night, began to mean something to me. I would even fall in love with every star you saw. The snow field began to warm me, it was no longer a cold frosty day, I Even looking forward to the traces of melting ice and snow. As you said, let me be your only little prince. Let you become a fox that belongs only to me."

Wu Shuyang's arm suddenly tightened.

In the long years, it was bits and pieces of memories that supported him through everything.

He traced the back of the god, and finally heard the sound of fate returning.

His pursuit began to make sense.

"Shu Yang."

Ming Shu stroked his knuckles slowly.

"Have you ever seen the red clouds falling on the top of Mount Fuji?"

One winter, he and Kunpeng flew across the sea of ​​Japan and spent the golden autumn in Kunpeng's mountain courtyard.

The sun was very warm and the years were very long that year. One day, he was soaking in the hot spring, and the maple leaves were falling. He happened to be able to see the sunrise and the morning glow on the top of Mount Fuji.

"——Bai Xue is very pure, as beautiful as exuding a delicate fragrance. The red-gold sun fell, dyeing some crimson on the snow field at the top of the mountain. At that time, the top of the snow mountain was not golden or white, just like a drunken cheek , sweet and quiet."

Ming Shu closed his eyes.

He imagined that he and Wu Shuyang were looking at the crimson on the snow mountain, and then he began to kiss Wu Shuyang bit by bit, watching the frosty aura around him melt bit by bit.

He turned his face and looked at Wu Shuyang.

He mustered up his courage, as if the glow of the snow-capped mountains really appeared in his beautiful eyes, which was fascinating and pitiful.

From this angle, he could only see the opponent's shoulders, neck and chin.Wu Shuyang raised his upper body and hugged him tightly.

"I want to watch the red clouds falling on the snow-capped mountains with you."

Ming Shu's voice trembled slightly, he knew he could no longer hide his thoughts.

Simply admit, simply relax.Ming Shu meekly closed his eyes.

This is the most penetrating "I do" that Wu Shuyang has ever heard.

When he spoke, the corners of his eyes were flushed, and there was a hint of timidity in his eyes, which wanted to immediately melt people's reason, making people want to tear him apart, attack him, or even completely possess him.

In the end, Shu Yang just kissed him affectionately.

"If—you find it hard to accept, just...don't look. Don't open your eyes."

Ming Shu was originally lying on his side, his eyelashes were drooping slightly, and his trembling appearance was reminiscent of a drooping butterfly wing.There was a little pink on his earlobes, and the blush gradually spread, climbing up his side cheeks, and flushing the end of his eyes.

It was different from what Wu Shuyang expected.After hearing this, he turned his face away and opened his eyes.

His eyes were already ostentatious and beautiful, with seductive hooks, invincible.But now, his eyes are full of ambiguity, and the shy side of his cheeks makes him feel like he is still drunk, with an intoxicating fragrance.

This glance almost crushed Shu Yang's heart.

Ming Shu didn't say a word, but this gentle look showed his attitude.

His meekness belongs only to him.

The usual Mingshu is so strong, self-reliant, wise, and unwilling to compromise, even the thorns all over his body can't dampen the firmness in his heart.Now, he is completely different from usual.He is willing to obey, willing to tolerate, and his docile appearance even makes people's hearts shake, full of the fragrance of temptation.

This is the pampering that only Wu Shuyang can enjoy exclusively.

It all started with a long and intimate kiss.

The difference between this kiss and the other times is that Ming Shu turned around slightly and climbed up to his neck actively, although his movements were a bit cautious.

The gilded fire bell on his left wrist collided and made a rhythmic crisp sound.

Ming Shu never felt that Yuzhu and the ringing of the bell were so annoying.

He withdrew his left wrist, and bit the end of the ribbon tied with the fire bell, but before he had time to exert force, his wrist was forcibly grabbed and pushed aside.

Ming Shu turned his wrist, and an irresistible force struck him, holding him tightly.

Shu Yang seemed not to allow him to untie this.

The jade bead at the end of the ribbon slid weakly to one side, and hit Ming Shu's heart again with a crisp sound.

Unspeakable shyness overwhelmed Ming Shu and climbed onto his cheeks.

He heard his own breathing disorder, and also heard Wu Shuyang's.He could vaguely feel the slight rise and fall of the other's chest, and also touched his hot cheek.

Ming Shu frowned and closed his eyes patiently, which made people's heart surge beyond measure. On the one hand, it made people want to possess more crazily, but on the other hand, they couldn't bear his pain.

Wu Shuyang looked extraordinarily calm.In fact, he was trying to restrain himself, trying to be gentler and more gentle, in order not to give him even a little bit of pain.

All his movements are very light.

"Shu Yang."

It was as if someone had tightened his heart.

"Shu Yang."

Ming Shu spread his comfortingly on his heart.

"I'm fine. You can...you don't have to restrain yourself so much." He turned his face away, and his shy look aroused extra pity.

From the next kiss, Wu Shuyang became extremely irrational.

In the palm of his hand, he felt Ming Shu's slender and fragile neck, which climbed and grew, and he grasped it tightly.

The opponent suddenly increased his strength, imprisoned his throat, and twisted his face more aggressively, forcing him to face himself squarely.

Immediately afterwards, it was a kiss that made people captivated.

I don't know if it's the neck that is vital to his life being controlled by other people's relationship, or his kiss is so crazy that it makes people suffocate, this kiss full of possessive and conquering meanings really makes him fascinated.

What's worse, there seemed to be some faint noises outside the door.

The mist in Mingshu's eyes instantly disappeared, he immediately pushed the other away, and looked at Shu Yang anxiously: "It seems outside the door—"

Shu Yang ignored it, and the kiss fell.

He struggled away again.

"Outside the door—"

The other party directly covered his mouth.

Shu Yang fell down and leaned into his ear.

"Shh-"

He purposely kept his voice low, and the breath like gossamer tickled Ming Shu's ears.

Bewitching.

The movement outside the door did not make him restrain himself at all, but intensified it.

The usual restrained and calm appearance is all a disguise.

The other party still tightly covered his mouth, Ming Shu struggled lightly, his long eyelashes fluttered, showing a trace of pity, but more, it was the aftertaste after drunkenness.

Under the weird atmosphere, he even only hummed some broken protest sounds.

Mingshu's fingertips curled up inexplicably, his nervousness was discovered by the villain, Shu Yang deliberately separated his fingertips, and clasped them brutally.

After that, it's really out of control.

He was like, unleashed a real demon.

Ming Shu had never met a person who could mix pain and joy just right.On the one hand, it ravages and invades crazily, but on the other hand, it comforts gently and intimately.

He would hug himself gently, but the elbows framing his neck were tightened vaguely, making it suffocating; when he was gentle, he would bite his shoulders, and Ming Shu could feel the conquest brought by the two small canine teeth; When he was plundering, he was very gentle, he would bend down and kiss his burning ears intimately, or gently hold his cold ankles, or hug his thin back tightly.

Just the right pain, if there is no humiliation, it becomes the best color enhancer. This kind of pain and bliss intertwined experience really makes people crazy, addicted and abandon themselves.

He buried his face into the opponent's chest, and Shu Yang's firm chest trembled powerfully with his heart.On the heart, a raised scar was felt more clearly.

Disorganized intertwined breathing covered some depressed voices.

He felt the back of his foot curl up, like a spasm.

Wu Shuyang suddenly lowered his head, and lightly bit his throat.

"...Shu Yang..."

He was hugged tightly.

The slightly drunken red falls into the snow field.

Sunrise, an ambiguous red above the deep snow.

He has seen the best views.

He had no time to think about what happened afterwards, maybe it was Wu Shuyang, maybe he hugged him full of pity, and washed the gentle Magnolia back to Bai Jie bit by bit.

When he recovered a little bit of consciousness, he was lying in Wu Shuyang's arms, full of nostalgia.

He had never been so close to anyone else, never been so attached to anyone else.He even thought that the next day would never come, and let time stop here completely.

In Wu Shuyang's fragrance, the sense of bewitchment is very faint, but it makes people feel warm and stable.

He leaned on the other person's beautiful and fair chest, listening to his long and calm heartbeat, which comforted people's hearts.

For the first time, he really didn't want to be separated from Shu Yang.

From curiosity at first sight, to teasing later, to dangerous loss of control; from separation indifferently, to missing a little, to being inseparable.

He and Shu Yang had only known each other not long ago, yet he saw himself that he had never seen before.

It turns out that this is the philosophy of love.

"What are you thinking?" Shu Yang asked.

He thought he would get a casual answer.

The person in his arms gently fell to his heart.Ming Shu's face was still hot.

"—the bright sun caresses the earth

The bright moonlight kisses the waves

All this sweetness will be worthless

If you don't kiss me"[1]

Shelley's "Philosophy of Love" was a poem I couldn't understand.

Taking advantage of the gentle moonlight, Wu Shuyang leaned over and kissed Ming Shu's forehead long and long.

The darkness covered Ming Shu's smile, making it invisible.

"Shu Yang."

"Ah."

He hugged each other: "Are you a gift from God to me?"

"You are God."

The other party stroked his hair and said slowly.

He made Ming Shu chuckle, his hair was trembling.

"You can really make people happy."

Wu Shuyang didn't answer, but hugged him pitifully.

"Shu Yang."

"...Stay with me forever." Ming Shu felt a little embarrassed, and lowered his final voice.

He heard the other party being silent for a long time in the dark.

Shu Yang leaned over and wrapped him in his arms.

A drop of cold liquid fell into his neck.

He touched it subconsciously, which seemed to be tears.

really weird.

Could it be that he was too moved?

"Go to sleep, Ming Shu, go to sleep."

He felt himself being held tight.

Shu Yang's body was extremely warm, which made his heart relax and calm.

"Do you still want to listen to bedtime stories today?"

Ming Shu buried his face in his chest and shook his head: "The previous one was very good. I... like it very much."

He was talking about praying for roses.

——"Being separated and reunited, even if it is thousands of times, even if I have scattered the stardust in the sky, I still want to fall in love with you the first time I see you."

Ming Shu didn't look up, he couldn't see Wu Shuyang's expression.

Now he is sad and lonely.

"Go to sleep, Shu Yang. See you tomorrow." Ming Shu's voice was waxy, with a lazy nasal tone, which was extraordinarily gentle and pleasant.

"it is good."

He kissed Ming Shu's forehead for the last time.

late at night.

The cool wind chilled Ming Shu's shoulders and neck.

He woke up in a daze.

Before falling asleep, it was obviously Wu Shuyang hugging him, but now he was lying on his side alone.

It may have cooled down, he felt a little chill all over his body.

"Shu Yang, are you cold?"

He stretched out his hand and looked around.

There is no temperature.

Ming Shu immediately sat up.

There was no one around him.

The author has something to say: [1] It comes from Shelley's "Love's Philosophy", which is also the source of the title of this chapter.

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"Let me be your only little prince. Let you be my fox."

"During the long years, it was bits and pieces of memories that supported him through everything. He followed the back of the god, and finally heard the sound of fate going back."

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