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His head ached slightly, and the boy's willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his tightly closed eyelashes left a row of neat shadows on his white and tender breasts.

Ghost Face stretched out his hand, and rubbed the boy's naked cheeks with his rough fingertips, staring at the beautiful and pure face of the boy in his arms with a pair of blood-red eyes, dazed.

Such a holy breath, such a pure and beautiful face...

Completely opposite to the dark and blood-devouring self...

The difference between the two kinds made him subconsciously want to keep getting close to this boy...to absorb the warmth...

He wants to have him...destroy him...to have such an angelic being with him in hell...

The perfect lips under the mask evoked a warm smile.

The ghost face lowered its head and whispered in the ear of the sleepy boy:

"You, belong to me!!! Forever!!!"

That affirmative tone was an extremely domineering declaration of ownership.

The things he believes, the people he believes in, will never change! ! !

Maybe it was because the voice was too cold, the body of the comatose teenager trembled uneasily.

The ghost face looked at the young man expectantly, he was really curious, what kind of eyes would be suitable for such a beautiful person in today's world.

Sure enough, he was not disappointed!

The feather fan-like eyelashes moved slightly, tremblingly curled up, and the boy slowly opened his eyelids——

Black and white eyes, as pure as a newborn baby, a little water mist appeared in the glass-like eyes, with the purest purity in the mist...

Ghost Mian felt his throat tighten, and uncontrollably stroked the boy's eyes...

So beautiful... so beautiful eyes, without any impurities.

The young man blinked those beautiful eyes, which were filled with all the cleanliness and innocence in the world.

Only the shadow of the ghost face is reflected in the black and white pupils, as if the ghost face is all he sees.

Looking at Ghost Face's bloody eyes that are different from ordinary people, there is no fear, fear and disgust in his eyes.

Yes, just curious.

With the ghost face in those eyes, he could see his own figure clearly, his heart warmed up, he suddenly felt that the boy in his arms had given him a paradise.

A paradise that belongs only to him.

He held the boy's hand tightly tightly without words.

Those eyes actually made his previous decision shaken a bit.

He actually felt soft-hearted? ? ?Hell's soft heart, although there was a moment of soft heart, when there was more, the blood became more violent, and he wanted to destroy that pure desire even more.

He wanted to ravage him even more like no one else, and wanted him to be a fallen angel with broken wings.

The boy didn't say a word, but looked at his blood-red eyes with curiosity almost fascinated.

The young man sighed in his heart, what beautiful eyes, it seems to condense all the cruelty in the world, and it seems to be full of enthusiasm that can drown people.

After a long time, the boy came back to his senses, and a trace of doubt slowly surfaced on his beautiful face.

He hesitantly said:

"Who are you??? My relatives???"

The ghost face was stunned, unable to understand the mind of the person in his arms for a moment, and said in a softer voice than ever before:

"What do you say???"

The young man tilted his head to look at him in confusion, unconsciously frowned a pair of delicate eyebrows, and wrinkled his nose:

"It must be, hello... um-warm, yes, you are so warm, I like you so much, who are you to me???"

The ghost face squinted slightly, and a strange look appeared on the handsome face under the mask. He hesitated and said:

"Don't you remember??? So, do you know who you are???"

Isn't he such a beautiful boy.Did you lose your memory? ? ?

Earlier, the doctor said that he hit his head with a stone, which might have some effect. He had made all kinds of preparations, but he didn't expect the effect to be amnesia! ! !

Confusion flashed in the boy's eyes, and he said in a daze:

"Who am I??? That's right, who am I??? Who is it?? Who is it... woo... It hurts... My head... It hurts..."

(Su dog blood is a bit...

But dear friends, don’t blame me for writing Xiaochenchen as an amnesiac bird. If he doesn’t lose his memory, my Xuanyuan Xiaogong will really become a child of Mi Renai...

Also, about Xiaochenchen feeling Xuanyuan's warmth, it is because Xuanyuan's temperament is somewhat similar to Duanmu's, which makes Xiaochenchen who has lost his memory subconsciously get close to him~~~ But Xuanyuan is definitely better than Duanmu of~~~)

The ghost face caressed the painful boy's back pitifully, and said:

"Don't think about it, don't think about the headache, I tell you, I will tell you everything you want to know."

I really lost my memory... Is it fate? ? ?This boy was destined to belong to him.

Or, was this young man a gift from the heavens? ? ?

The young man buried his juicy face into the arms of the ghost face, and after a while his body, which was trembling due to the pain in his head, relaxed.

After calming down, the young man looked up at the ghost face, his eyes were full of purity and...complete trust and dependence...

(Khan... finally the struggle is over, I'm about to die~~~ I'm going to gather again soon~~~

Dear friends, I have military training in the morning, morning, afternoon, and evening, so during the military training, I can only post at around 7 pm every day~~~ Don’t worry~~~ I will basically talk more every day~~~

I even sacrifice birds during meals and breaks~~~ If you have olives, please vote, and if you have rice, raise your votes and smash them hard~~~ Hee hee~~~ Remind my friends, today is the distribution of olives Oh~~~)