[Quick Time Travel] Charming System

Shen Mian turned her head and saw her ghostly husband staring at him through the crowd.

Shen Mian: ...

I saw Yan Ze'an showing him a gentle smile, and walked towards him with big strides.

Shen Mian: It's over.

I was wearing a short skirt and smiling at other men at the entrance of the mall, and my husband saw me. What should I do? Wait online urgently.

But can't wait for an answer.

In a blink of an eye, Shen Mian was already supported by his dead ghost husband on his shoulders.

Yan Ze'an pressed Shen Mian's skirt with his big hands, and before he could react, he pushed him into the car. The driver quickly got into the car, and the car sped away like a sword leaving the string.

The driver of the racing car in the front row even thoughtfully raised the partition of the rear seat.

Shen Mian: ...

Duck is no match!

Shen Mian was resisted all the way, her head was stuffed into the car in a dizzy state, she was half lying on the back seat, her calves were intertwined, her skirt had been folded a little because it was just stuffed in, The thighs were looming, and a section of black underwear/pants was hidden in the fair complexion and white short skirt, which made others more attractive, but he himself didn't seem to know it, and instead sat up with his head tilted.

When the young man bowed his head, his hair fell from the back to his shoulders, revealing his clean back. His shoulder blades were clearly defined like a butterfly fluttering its wings. He wore a black lace collar around his neck. The extreme collision of black and white instantly attracted his attention. Yan Ze'an's eyeballs.

He leaned forward and pressed down with the young man half lying on the seat, his lips stuck to the shoulder blades of the young man's back, and he went up to bite his shoulder and neck, lingering on the black lace collar .

Shen Mian who was pushed back half way through:?

"What are you doing?" Shen Mian raised her hand to scratch the person behind her.

Yan Ze'an wrapped his hand back into his own, turned the man over with strength, then leaned over and pressed the young man's red lips directly.

Shen Mian's short skirt had almost turned into a short shirt at this time, and her lower body felt chilly for a while. He raised his foot to kick, but Yan Ze'an grabbed his ankle with one hand, and pressed it against him.

Shen Mian:? ? ?

Beast!See me wearing a skirt so fast?

He tilted his head to avoid the man's lips that were about to kiss again, and gritted his teeth: "Are you really good at finding a place to make yourself happy?"

Yan Ze'an gave a low "hmm" and didn't force it. Instead, he reached out and lifted his skirt up a bit, trying to see what kind of beautiful scenery was hidden by the skirt.

Shen Mian: "...Brother... Woo..." Shen Mian is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The lamb's fur was particularly easy to take off, it was a loose style, and it had already been pulled up to the chest at this moment. The lamb waiting to be slaughtered was panting, waiting for the big rough hand to stab into his body with a long spear.

The lamb whimpered, and the next second the sound was deprived of the sound by the blazing temperature of the spear.

When everything was over, the car had already driven back to the banquet house and was parked outside for an unknown amount of time.

inside the car.

Shen Mian felt weak all over, almost like a salted fish.

The young man sat astride Yan Ze'an's body, and Yan Ze'an's suit jacket was hanging loosely on him.

The button on the collar of the man's shirt has been torn off, and there are teeth marks on the neck and left shoulder that were bitten off by the young man during the violent collision, but these marks are nothing compared to the kiss/scars exposed by the young man at this moment See the big witch.Yan Ze'an's eyes were deep, one hand was holding Shen Mian's hand and gently pecking and kissing, and the other hand was embracing the young man's back and caressing carefully.

Shen Mian was weak: "Yan Ze'an... you are dead."

Yan Ze'an blinked, put his earlobe in his mouth and muttered: "Well, my wife will settle the score with me tomorrow, and we will go back tonight and continue."

Shen Mian:! ! !

I do not!

It's a pity that his little strength was not enough to watch, but Yan Ze'an beat him up and took him upstairs.The housekeeper wisely did not bother the two of them, and did not knock on the door until ten o'clock the next morning to ask if they needed breakfast.

The door opened from the inside, and Yan Ze'an was standing outside the door wearing a casual shirt and trousers at home. Sleeping in the room was sinking into the soft quilt and taking a shallow breath, his cheeks were flushed from sleep, and his red feet slipped out of the quilt As if feeling a little cold, he twisted his thumbs together and shrank back under the quilt.

Yan Ze'an looked funny, walked over to pull down the quilt for him, then lowered her head and kissed his forehead.

"No, prepare some porridge and something to nourish the stomach, and bring it to him when he wakes up."

The butler smiled and went downstairs to order people to prepare food.

Yan Ze quietly looked at Shen Mian's sleeping face for a moment, until the voice of his subordinate summoning kept ringing in his ears, then he walked out of the door a few steps, and with the sound of his closing the door, his figure gradually became transparent.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Ze'an was already sitting on the evil ghost chair in the middle of the hall.

The attendant standing beside him took a step forward, lowered his head and whispered something in his ear.

"With people."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of iron chains came from lying down, and the two souls, who were completely black and had no fingers, were dragged up.

Yan Ze'an's appearance has changed at this moment, with long hair combed high behind his head, wearing black black clothes, two black black seals spread from the corners of his eyes, and he looked coldly at the two ghosts in distress.

The attendant spoke loudly: "But Shen Qingqing and Zhang Cuifang are dead souls?"

The impermanence holding the dead soul quickly responded.

The judge on the side stepped forward with a pen: "The two did a lot of evil in their lives, sold innocent people, and refused to change after repeated admonitions, and..." The judge carefully glanced at the boss sitting above, and seeing the boss's eyes seemed to be encouraging, he was shocked: "... ...He even dared to harm the concubine! It is really audacious! If you don't punish me severely, you won't be able to dispel the hatred in the hearts of all the ghosts on and off my mountain!"

The corner of Yan Ze'an's mouth curled up slightly: "Forget it, such low-level people will be guarded by special personnel and sent to the nineteenth floor, and they will never be reincarnated."

The 19th floor of Luofu Mountain is a place beyond the sky. Those who are sent here are all people who have committed crimes and have lost all conscience. Those who enter this place are full of mind, so that they must taste the pain that is piercing their hearts.

The souls of Shen Qingqing's mother and daughter gradually disappeared into the darkness, and what awaited them both would be forever.

Yan Zean sits high in the hall, his eyes are deep, his strength is not strong enough, he still needs to prepare for the next world, the next road will be opened by him, all those who should not appear will hurt his little lover People, let him cut them all off for him!

Shen Mian didn't know that Shen's mother and daughter would be punished in hell after death, but when he learned that the two of them were burnt black by the bomb, he was slightly taken aback, and quickly adjusted.After all, no one forced them to kill, and those who did harm would get retribution in the end, and they were to blame for everything.

The bad guys have received their due retribution, and the spirit of the original owner who lives in heaven should also rest in peace.

The members of the Shen family and the affairs of the Shen family, good or bad, have nothing to do with him.

Shen Mian raised his head, the sun was dazzling, he raised his arms to cover his eyes, and after his eyes slowly recovered, he turned his head and saw Yan Ze'an walking towards him from afar.

Shen Mian looked at him, with a bright smile slowly rising on her face.

Shen Mian got up and threw herself into Yan Ze'an's arms.

The mastermind of this world seems to have given up struggling. At first, Shen Mian thought that after the task was completed, he would leave inexplicably, but it took a long time to worry about it. He has been living happily with Yan Ze'an in good health, and time passed slowly. Years, ten years, 20 years, 40 years...

Shen Mian is a human being, no matter how powerful Yan Ze'an is, he can't withstand the confinement of time, he can't watch his lover become older than himself, so every year his hair will be a few grayer than Shen Mian's.

By the time she was 70 years old, Shen Mian was already very old, and Yan Ze'an's hair was all white. When they slept together at night, they pulled each other's hair to play.

Another day, the youngest who hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly appeared.

At this time, Shen Mian was still roasting small vegetables for his lover in the small garden as before, when he heard the sound of the system in his head, he paused his hands.

"Wait until I finish baking this plate, it will be soon, it shouldn't be too late, right?"

Soon a plate of barbecue was ready, Shen Mian stood up slowly, sat on the chair while beating his waist, looked at his lover who was peeling the fruit with his back, and slowly closed his eyes.

Yan Ze'an, who had his back to him, stopped the moment his eyes closed. He stood up, put the fruit on the side of the baking tray Shen Mian had set up, and walked over to hug his lover tightly.

Yan Ze'an kissed Shen Mian's wrinkled forehead, and slowly closed her eyes.

On the hands that were clasped by the two, the ring was exuding a soft light, enveloping the two of them in an instant.

The world is gradually distorting, and the two embracing on the bench disappeared, as if nothing had happened.