Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

"Love is harder to hide than murder guilt

Because, in the long night of love

It is also full of the sunshine of Langche”[1]

When others have a fever, they always have a fever, but when Wu Shuyang has a fever, he has a chill.

This man was mysterious and his origin was unknown, and the hospital, who thought he was an ordinary person, had nothing to do when they saw him.Jian Mingshu had no choice but to help him upstairs temporarily.

When he reached the eighteenth floor, this normally calm person was already confused, Jian Mingshu couldn't help him, Wu Shuyang's hairy head kept rubbing against his neck.

He didn't take off his mask, and the dark purple feathers on one side kept teasing Jian Mingshu's cheeks.

The elevator door opened, facing the entrance, a ray of bright sunlight fell in, illuminating the huge living room clean and bright.

It was supposed to be the Shu Lang Sunlight that everyone would like to see, but Wu Shuyang seemed to melt into the air, and even the cloak seemed to be slowly blurring.

"Is this picking up a vampire and going home? I still can't see the sun." Jian Mingshu said to himself.

Fortunately, there are electric curtains in the house.

While struggling to copy this dead guy, Jian Mingshu pressed the master control at the door for a while.After a while, the curtains were slowly closed, covering the daylight and the opposite Fengdu Prison from outside the curtains.

The whole room became silent and dark.

Jian Mingshu stood at the door in a daze, no one came to the house for hundreds of years, and when renovating, he didn't consider the "guest room" at all.However, if this person was randomly dumped on the bed of Changle or Qinghua, he would faintly feel that it was not appropriate.

The weight of the person on his shoulders made his arms sore, and if he continued to grind, he would not be able to support this person, and this person might have to sleep at the door.

He thought about it, and although he was a bit reluctant, he moved Wu Shuyang into his bedroom, and gently supported him to sit on the side of the bed.

The man had his eyes tightly closed, and he didn't know what he was dreaming of, his eyelashes were trembling.

Jian Mingshu thought about it, at least he had to take off his cloak, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to lie down and stretch his neck.As soon as he touched the carved knot at the neckline of the cloak, his hand was tightly gripped.

"...Now I'm more energetic." Jian Mingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I don't mean anything else, I just untie the cloak for you, otherwise your neck will be uncomfortable."

He lifted Wu Shuyang's cloak and hood, and carefully observed this pale kid.

"It doesn't look like it's pretending..."

Jian Mingshu deftly used a few fingers, trying to continue to draw the pure black plum blossom knot, but the other party immediately held the cloak tightly, making Jian Mingshu unable to move.

"Okay. You Zhenlie." Jian Mingshu sighed helplessly, "Just sleep like this."

He lifted off the thin layer of blanket on the bed, and just about to put him on the bed, Wu Shuyang suddenly opened his eyes.

This eye is more blood red than Youdou's trapped beast eyes, like agate stained with blood.

Wu Shuyang pushed Jian Mingshu violently onto the bed, lowered his head and buried him in his neck, under his icy breath, Jian Mingshu felt a biting pain on his shoulder.

"Damn it, you really bite when you say you are a vampire! It hurts!"

He immediately struggled up, supporting Wu Shuyang's chest, trying to lift him up.But this person was relentless, biting along the shoulder all the way to the neck, refusing to relax at all.

"Wu Shuyang! If you do this again, I'll beat you up!"

He underestimated Wu Shuyang's strength too much. When his whole body was pressed down heavily, he was able to make himself powerless to resist.

Wu Shuyang's bite pain is neat, but there are two senses of penetration symmetrically on the left and right—does he have tiger teeth?Why did Jian Mingshu never notice before this?

Jian Mingshu's mind was full of chaos, and he relied on instinct to resist with his shoulders and try to struggle out.Unexpectedly, this little force provoked the opponent's strength and bit his side neck.

The most vulnerable part of a person is completely exposed, and the other party gently sucks in his mouth, and doesn't make any effort to hurt Jian Mingshu.

This is not coercion, but complete conquest.

There was a strange feeling in Jian Mingshu's heart. This series of abruptness and coercion filled him with anger, and he wished he could break free immediately and beat this person up; on the other hand—even though he didn't want to admit it— This kind of abruptness and excitement actually brought strange joy/joy, like spring rain falling on the ground, startling the whole world.

Up to the Sea God Kun and down to the little devil's office, no one would dare to treat him like this.

Humiliation and weirdness, novelty and excitement are intertwined. He seems to be torn from it. He is suffering from the pain of being bitten, but there is another voice in his heart that he is not willing to admit.

This feeling, he can't be called disgusting, he can even say——

He didn't dare to let himself think about it, and a wave of self-loathing swept over him.

The deep bite almost pierced the fragile neck, Jian Mingshu felt his warm blood flow all over his neck, and his cold teeth hurt him.

Unwillingness and humiliation finally gained the upper hand, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he lifted Wu Shuyang: "I said it hurts!"

Looking at each other, he couldn't find the focus in Wu Shuyang's eyes.He seems to have lost his mind.

This further ignited Jian Mingshu's anger, he grabbed the other person's chest, gritted his teeth, and wanted to question him, but he didn't know where to start.

"Damn."

Blood stains, like camellias all over the tree, fell all over the bed as soon as the fragrant wind sent.

Obviously he was the one who said it involuntarily, and he was the one who suppressed it arbitrarily, but Wu Shuyang's dark red eyes were full of sadness.There is no ambiguous and charming color, and there is no attachment.

Only sad.

Jian Mingshu sighed.Sometimes he hated himself for that, for being too softhearted.

"My lord has a lot, this time I see that you are confused, so I don't care about you--fuck, what nerve is wrong with you!"

Before the man forgave, and before he finished speaking, Wu Shuyang immediately grabbed Jian Mingshu's two wrists, and violently buckled his arms over his head.

The weight of an adult man came again, Jian Mingshu gritted his teeth, waiting for the next bite that almost penetrated the bone to land on the shoulder and neck.

He closed his eyes tightly, and a little shivered in his heart.

This person, unpredictable, is really terrifying.

Unexpectedly, what was waiting this time was an intermittent and chaotic kiss on the neckline.Starting from the wound on the shoulder and neck, kiss away the bloodstains little by little, and then go up along the neckline.

This person doesn't seem to be very good at it, it can be said that he can't at all.He was completely guided by instinct, kissing out of order.He kissed anxiously and urgently, but when he fell down, he restrained his strength and turned into a tenderness full of love.

The cold and soft petals bloomed all over Jian Mingshu's neck, this tiny touch was like an electric current brushing against the tip of his heart, curling up his internal organs again.

He was pressed with his hands turned backwards, and his whole embrace was forced to be exposed, whether he wanted to or not, he had to accept everything in his embrace.This kind of indescribable sense of humiliation has never been experienced in Jian Mingshu's memory.

What was even more irritating was that he also felt the feeling of falling on his neck, like a falling feather falling into a pool of water, causing ripples.

The room was too dark, so that the breath and breath of the two people were clearly highlighted by the darkness.He heard his own breathing rhythm, and the rhythm was so fast that it didn't seem to come from himself.

It's not right, it feels so wrong.

A man was kissing him—it was weird, no, not just weird, but more importantly, how could he be suppressed?

Wu Shuyang's movements stopped.

For a moment, Jian Mingshu's heart clenched - what was he thinking, what was his next step, and what was he going to do next.

Will he keep kissing?Or will it bite him on the shoulder again?

or……

Jian Mingshu thought of the corners of his restrained lips, the slight curvature when he managed to smirk, what kind of taste would this curvature have, and would it be consistent with the touch on his neck——

Realizing what he was expecting, he wished he could kick himself.

Crazy, he must have been infected by Wu Shuyang, he's all crazy.

"...fire bell..."

Wu Shuyang's voice was weak, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and squeezed out these two words.Before the words landed, he fell heavily on the bed again.

Taking advantage of this moment, Jian Mingshu quickly fumbled in the pocket of Wu Shuyang's coat—in the border Wu Town, he remembered that it was in——

His fingertips touched a round and cold thing, Jian Mingshu didn't even have time to take it out, and directly shook it in his pocket.

The gilded fire bell rang, and Wu Shuyang's eyelashes trembled.

Jian Mingshu lay on his back on the bed, waiting quietly, fearing that there might be another round of accidents.

He seemed to be able to hear the faint click of the bedside watch. After such a stalemate for a while, it seemed that Wu Shuyang had returned to normal and calmed down.

He tried to move Wu Shuyang, and the person in front of him was as weak as before.This made Jian Mingshu quietly heave a sigh of relief.

This long torture is finally over.

Jian Mingshu quietly moved his body and slid out from the side.Now, he never wanted to touch that black plum blossom knot again.It seemed that from the moment he touched the plum blossom knot, everything began to derail and out of control.

His heart was still beating wildly like a drum beating against the sky.

The complex feeling of humiliation and joy/joy just now echoed in his heart-this unspeakable feeling of joy made him even more annoyed.

Jian Mingshu squinted at the person on the bed, then bent down suddenly, and wrapped Wu Shuyang's head with a blanket.

He was full of anger, but he had no opponent, so he could only vent his anger indiscriminately.

After venting, I just feel ridiculous.

After calming down for a moment, he seemed to regret his childish behavior just now, and then gently pushed off the entire blanket, straightened Wu Shuyang, put him on his own pillow, and covered the blanket carefully.

It was clear that she was fine before leaving the cocoon world, but her eyes were a little red, why did she suddenly look weak and lose her sanity.

The wound on the neck was still painful. He touched it with his hands. The wound was deep and still oozing blood slowly.

—Does he know what just happened?When he... When he kissed, did he know who the person under him was?

The wonderful feeling of the series of kisses just now was still in Jian Mingshu's heart. When he kissed, Jian Mingshu obviously felt his heart tremble, and then a series of soft and cold feelings, like ice and snow dripping into his heart, spread rapidly, There was a burst of heart palpitations.

The complex feeling of entanglement, humiliation, and awe-inspiring makes it hard to tell whether this feeling is extremely painful or blissful.

Even just now, standing on one side, looking at Wu Shuyang's face in the darkness, Jian Mingshu felt inexplicable joy and sorrow in his heart, full of mixed feelings.

Why would he feel this way about someone he had just met not long ago?

Why is this person tearing up his life arbitrarily regardless of his care?

Why is it that he is clearly the one who invades and forces, but his eyes are so sad?

Wu Shuyang is like a huge maze, he can't find a way out at all, and he is still getting deeper and deeper in the deep maze, finally unable to extricate himself.

He felt vaguely in his heart that this person was special.

At least, I have more patience with him than I have with everyone else combined.

Wu Shuyang looks mature, but when he sleeps soundly, he looks like a child in trouble, with both hands stretched out of the quilt.Jian Mingshu lightly squeezed his outstretched left hand, it was cold.He put Wu Shuyang's hand back on the blanket, and carefully tucked the corners for him.

The starry sky by the bed was silently turned on, witnessing the entanglement in the bedroom.

The author has something to say: [1] "Love is harder to hide than the guilt of murder. In the long night of love, it is full of the sunshine of Longche": from Shakespeare's "No.12 Nights"

**Gypsophila Flower Language: Watching Love

Counting sheep and sheep: (bright tiger teeth)