There was a coldness coming from nowhere in the air. It was obviously a summer night where the temperature was not too low, but it made people shiver from the cold. Wei Ning folded his arms and curled up in front of the altar, with his forehead against the altar. table edge.

Cold and hungry, sleepy and tired, but forced by the gloom and darkness around him, he cheered up.

Wei Ning buried his head between his knees, suddenly, his shoulders shrugged, and he let out a "hehe" laughter, which stopped abruptly. Then, he raised his head, with a straight face, stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and took the altar on the altar. The sacrificial dishes on display.

With wine and meat, and a few plates of fruit, Wei Ning ate it unceremoniously.

Wei Ning stared straight at the food in his hands, his eyeballs seemed to be fixed, because of the fear in his heart and the fear of the darkness around him, he didn't dare to look around, it seemed that as long as he didn't pay attention, he would get peace.

After eating and drinking, Wei Ning burped.

He looked at the altar, and suddenly, as if remembering something, he put a small porcelain cup in front of himself and the coffin, poured rice wine in, picked up the glass of wine in front of him, tilted his neck, and drank it all at once. After finishing the drink, Wei Ning wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth. He doesn't drink very well, and he is already a little groggy at this moment.

With a vague smile on his face, Wei Ning said softly to the coffin, "Drink it too, it's a happy day for the two of us, haha, it's so funny." Wei Ning wiped the smile on his face Tears and smiles all over his face, "It's been more than ten years, I always remember that day, if I didn't take you out, you wouldn't--" Wei Ning stopped talking, put the coffin in front of the coffin The wine glass was picked up and slowly tilted, the rice wine splashed on the ground, and some wine foam appeared.

Wei Ning poured the wine again and chattered while drinking.

If you are drunk, you will not be afraid.

With this thought in mind, Wei Ning drank a large bottle of wine without any pressure, and leaned crookedly on the altar, leaving only a little residual consciousness floating on the surface of his brain.

Wei Ning felt that it was getting colder and colder, and he couldn't help but hugged himself tightly.

That coldness lingered around him, lingering all the time, and there was a tendency to get closer and closer.

Sleeping Wei Ning waved his hand weakly, trying to drive away the things that disturbed him, but the coldness wrapped around his fingers, climbed up along his arms.

It was too quiet, the pale candlelight flickered without wind, casting an elongated shadow on the ground, under this shadow, there was a deeper and darker shadow looming——

Wei Ning was caressed by something damp and cold. Wei Ning couldn't help but grit his teeth. He tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see what was "standing" in front of him. Nothing but a soundless darkness.

Bai Zhu made a slight "beep" sound.

Wei Ning raised his eyelids and dodged back, but he didn't dodge, the coldness was still like maggots attached to the bones, he subconsciously supported the ground with his hands, and crawled under the altar.

Can't afford to provoke or hide, Wei Ning shook his waist and climbed to a "wall". He touched the cold and hard wall with his hand, but his drunken eyes didn't notice the "wall". The "wall" is actually the coffin - he stretched out his hand and hugged the "wall", his face, which was hot from the effect of alcohol, stuck to the "wall" intoxicatedly, and after rubbing it comfortably, he took a slap Yawn, continue to groggy.

There seemed to be a very light laughter coming from somewhere, "Heh—"

Wei Ning's left ankle was entangled by something, and his body was dragged outward. Wei Ning stretched out his right foot and kicked it in disgust, only kicked into a cloud of air, and then his right ankle was also entangled by something, Undeterred, Wei Ning hugged the "wall" and refused to let go, but something tapped his wrist, causing a tingling numbness, and his hand dropped powerlessly.

He was dragged out from under the altar and lay sprawled on the ground.

Everything was staged silently. If there were others present, they would definitely think that Wei Ning was a psychopath with an abnormal brain, or that he was sleepwalking. Only if he thought this way, would he not feel that the scene in front of him was weird and scary.

A cold, coffin-like breath caressed Wei Ning's body gently. The ancient belt of the groom's suit that Wei Ning was wearing was pulled open, revealing the white underwear inside, and his chin was lifted , gently clasped it, because of this posture, Wei Ning's mouth was slightly opened, and a cold breath broke into his mouth.

It felt like holding an ice cube, but it was colder than the ice cube. Wei Ning's tongue moved involuntarily, trying to push the breath out of his mouth, but was entangled and stirred by the breath, and Wei Ning's head He moved around, refused to submit, and made an indistinct "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It was only when Wei Ning was about to faint that he let him go.

At this time, at some point, Wei Ning's underwear had been ripped open, revealing a large wheat-colored firm chest, with light brown breasts shivering in the cold air.

Wei Ning felt that something was wrong, but his nerves were extremely dull due to alcohol anesthesia, he opened his eyes and closed them tiredly.

That icy breath clung to Wei Ning's cheeks and neck, lingering all the way to his chest, caressing gently, lingering and pathetic, however, no matter how gentle he was, it still made Wei Ning wrinkle uncomfortably brow.

"Heh—" came a heavy sigh.

Then, Wei Ning's clothes were slowly taken off, his body exposed to the air was covered with goosebumps due to the sudden cold, and the cold breath caressed his body, not letting go of every inch, even the most hidden part.Following the movement of that breath, Wei Ning trembled involuntarily, gasping lightly from his mouth, because of the cold, but also because of the seemingly nonexistent itching and pleasure.

Until that cold breath stopped between Wei Ning's legs.

Cold and hot, stiff and soft, meet here.Wei Ning's waist couldn't help twisting.It seemed that he wanted to avoid it, but at the same time he seemed to want to get closer. The coldness stopped at his sensitive area and he began to rub it lightly, which was too irritating.The feeling of ice and fire caused Wei Ning to open his mouth, and a depressive and painful, enjoying and repelling moan came out of his throat. The moan was vague, but more ambiguous, arousing human desire.

Hearing his voice, the cold breath moved faster and more provocatively. At the same time, the cold breath also dispersed, raging on Wei Ning's chest, waist, neck and lips, almost The pleasure from both sides came together, and Wei Ning finally reached the peak, and the fiery hard thing leaked out.

Wei Ning gasped heavily, his chest rose and fell violently, this vent made him sober up a lot.

He raised his weak hands after venting, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. His lips and cheeks were still being rubbed by the cold breath. , his body froze, his mind immediately came to his senses, and he opened his eyes tremblingly.

a mess--

The clothes on his body were hanging on his arms, his upper body was naked, his pants were taken off, and there was white turbid fluid between his buttocks. Wei Ning gasped and cursed "grass" in his heart, what the hell is going on?Could it be that my brother masturbated himself while drunk?It was too—too disrespectful to the dead in front of a coffin.

Wei Ning got up annoyed, lit three sticks of incense with weak hands and feet, put them in the incense burner, and bowed, "No offense, no wonder, it's all caused by drinking too much."

After finishing these things, Wei Ning sat down on the ground again.

He was still very sleepy and tired. He just slept for a short while, but it didn't help at all. Instead, his mind seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that he couldn't think. The exhaustion surged up like a tide. Little by little, I fell asleep again.

That icy breath disappeared without a trace after Wei Ning woke up, and at this moment, it appeared from nowhere and entangled Wei Ning.Under its movements, Wei Ning tossed and turned, pain and joy coexisted, and after a while, he let it out again.But this time, the cold breath didn't stop there, but grabbed Wei Ning's waist, squeezed his thighs, and got into the only entrance behind him.

Wei Ning seemed to have been electrocuted, and his body twitched violently.

The icy breath hesitated because of his reaction, but Wei Ning lay there with his hands and feet spread out, his face blushed, and he looked like he could pick and choose, which made it impossible for people to stop. The cold breath still penetrated into the entrance behind Wei Ning.

At the beginning, it was a very thin strand. Although the cold feeling still made Wei Ning very uncomfortable, but the caressing and touching of other parts of his body made Wei Ning divert his attention. Then, the very thin breath , slowly became thicker and larger, and gradually expanded the entrance behind Wei Ning until all the muscles there were stretched to fill every gap. Although I also made some struggles, I was powerless.

In a trance, Wei Ning heard a cold sigh.

The icy breath in his body was not in a hurry, neither fast nor slow, Wei Ning unconsciously wanted to hide back, but his body was fixed on the ground, unable to move, he could only bear it passively This kind of intimacy that I don't know where it came from.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Ning finally woke up.

Because he was lying on the ground and sleeping in a poor position, Wei Ning's body felt as if he had been bitten by many ants. He felt sore, numb, and painful. It took him a while to get up from the ground.

The sunlight can be seen through the crack of the door, dispelling the darkness in the mourning room.

Whether it was cold or fear, they all disappeared with the arrival of the sun. Wei Ning carefully stretched his waist with a force that did not strain his muscles. He seemed to have had a very bizarre dream last night.

The scene in the dream is still vivid in my mind - because it is too absurd and obscene, Wei Ning blush just remembering it.

He turned his head and glanced at the coffin, which exuded the smell of earth, and there was an indescribable smell, like musty, but not - Wei Ning somehow felt that this smell made him a little uncomfortable, so he again Light a stick of incense, insert it into the incense burner, and let the lingering green smoke wash away the smell.

Wei Ning walked to the door and patted on the door, but there was no movement outside the door. Obviously Wei Qiye and his party hadn't gone up the mountain yet. Wei Ning walked around in annoyance for a few times, and finally walked to the corner of the room helplessly. There are three urgencies, others can wait, this matter can't wait, he can only offend, Wei Ning turned his back to the coffin, unbuttoned his trousers, pulled his little brother out, and when he was about to urinate, his gaze Looking down inadvertently——

Grass, what the hell is growing on his place?

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