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The ghost face worked hard to adjust the expression on the face, hiding the gloom on the previous face in the depths of his heart.

The thin lips under the mask raised up with effort, and slowly approached the young man who was immersed in his own thoughts, the ghost face said:

"Che'er, why are you frowning again, are you feeling unwell?"

In fact, deep down in his heart, how could he not understand what the young man was worrying about.

It's just that he refused to admit it, refused to think about those reasons.

When Lan Yichen heard the ghost face's voice, his body trembled involuntarily, and when he turned his head, the silver-white mask was clearly reflected in his black eyes.

His complexion turned pale slightly, Lan Yichen suppressed all the look in his eyes, became icy and cold, and his voice lost a bit of the original Aijiao, he just said coldly and alienated:

"Master Yu, my body has already recovered, thank you for your concern."

In fact, under the gorgeous quilt, the teenager's fingertips turned white, and both hands were shaking violently.

Is he right?

It seems... It seems that he was sentenced to death without even giving the ghost a chance...

Mr. Yu... In the depths of the ghost's blood-red eyes, violent storms are constantly accumulating.

"Che'er, I'm just concerned about you!"

The boy looked away and lowered his eyelids:

"I've already thanked you, Young Master Yu... Besides, Young Master Yu...

Please let me say it again, my name, Lan Yichen, Che'er will never be my name. "

The blood-red eyes of the ghost's face were completely dyed into a gorgeous sea of ​​blood, and there was a "buzzing" in his head.

Hearing the young man's voice of Young Master Yu and his subordinates, Guimian felt bored in his heart, only felt the strings in his head "click", and it was completely broken.

"Damn you, what Lan Yichen? What Young Master Yu?

Didn't I say that, Brother Yu!I am your elder brother Yu!

And you are my Che'er, my Che'er alone..."

Lan Yichen was taken aback by Ghost Face's suddenly amplified voice and the exasperated tone in the middle.

Afterwards, Lan Yichen also became tougher, did Ghost Face finally decide to tear off that mask of fake gentleness?

It's not easy for him to get angry when the ghost face is gentle. Now, since the ghost face tore off the mask, he will take this opportunity to explain everything to the ghost face and ask the ghost face to let him go, otherwise it will only drag on and become more chaotic.

"Young Master Yu, please don't go on like this.

I am Lan Yichen, my surname is Lan, and I have the blood of the Lan family flowing through my body. I have never been a Cheer, and this is a fact that no one can change.

My father didn't name me Che'er, and my mother didn't name me that either, so I'm not called Che'er, and I won't be Che'er again in the future.

My body has recovered, please let me go!

Your Che'er was fake from the beginning, just a phantom...

He is nothing, does not exist..."

"Shut up, shut up! You are talking nonsense...you are talking nonsense! You are Che'er, you are my Che'er..."

The blood-colored pupils of the ghost's face widened, looking at Lan Yichen fiercely, and retorted loudly.

Lan Yichen looked at such a ghost face, and there was deep pain in his eyes, he lowered his voice, and gently persuaded the ghost face:

"Let me go...

For the two of us, that's the best choice, and you don't want to torture each other like this, do you?

If you allow me to leave, you will still be my elder brother Yu, can I be your younger brother?

I'll come back to see you later, okay?

In fact, you don't want us to get along like this forever, do you?

Then, just let it go, it's not a lover, if we change our relationship, we will be fine, fine. "

"Hehehe...haha...a different relationship?

be my brother?

Che'er, I haven't touched you these days, did you misunderstand something?

Have you forgotten that you are already mine?

Have you forgotten how you moaned under me?

Would a younger brother lie under his elder brother and let his elder brother play with his body? "

The ghost face laughed a few times, and bent down with a very strange smile, approaching Lan Yichen with a silver masked face.

Every time he said a word, Lan Yichen's body would tremble.

Lan Yichen's blushing face was originally blushing because the ghost face said he was his, but when he heard the last word, it turned pale...

"I……"

With his lips shaking, Lan Yichen didn't know how to speak.

At that time, it was because, because he lost his memory, and Ghost Face told him that they were in that kind of relationship, so he didn't have any mentality of rejecting him...

But, such a beautiful thing, why would Ghost Face say it in such an evil tone now?

Seeing the ghost face slowly approaching him, he couldn't help turning his face away, moved his body back, and involuntarily grabbed the quilt with his hands.

Seeing him avoiding his gaze, the ghost face overflowed with bloody brutality at an uncontrollable speed.

He stretched out his hand, picked up Lan Yichen's small chin, and pulled it back fiercely, forcing Lan Yichen to look at him:

"Why, am I wrong?"

Lan Yichen struggled in a bit of embarrassment, he clearly knew that he was Lan Yichen, not Che'er, so he couldn't compromise with Ghost Mian, and Ghost Mian would not show mercy to him.

The ghost face's hand was extremely strong, no matter how hard Ren Lan Yichen struggled, he couldn't escape the confinement of that hand.

"you……"

The ghost face's hand sank deeply into Lan Yichen's white and tender skin, and for a moment, Lan Yichen's painful body trembled.

Even the white and small chin was stamped with black and blue, and Lan Yichen's beautiful black eyes were filled with water mist in an instant.

The mask on the ghost face was originally attached to Lan Yichen's face, he moved slowly, his warm breath sprayed on Lan Yichen's delicate skin, the itchy and numb feeling rippling from his face, and his chin The pain on his body tortured Lan Yichen's nerves.

The cold mask was very close to the face, giving Lan Yichen an indescribable feeling during the sliding friction.

However, Lan Yichen's mood, from the initial fear, was transformed into a deep bitterness by the cold touch.

If he remembers correctly, the mask of the ghost face has never been taken off, neither when Che was a child nor when he was Lan Yichen, he had never seen the appearance of a ghost face.

Could it be that from the beginning to now, Ghost Face never really believed in him, that's why he never took off that mask in front of him?

In a trance, the lips of the ghost face had already invaded his lips, and he aggressively extended the tip of his tongue into Lan Yichen's mouth, and the hand holding Lan Yichen's chin relaxed slightly.

The ghost face's lips and tongue were scorching hot, with a temperature that scalded everything, sweeping everything in Lan Yichen.

He had never been so anxious before, Lan Yichen could no longer be silent, he pushed up the ghost face's body with his hands from the depths of the quilt.

Ghost Mian was already very angry because of his words, but now he was struggling again, which undoubtedly made Ghost Mian even more angry.

Ghost Mian let go of Lan Yichen's jaw, grabbed his hands with great ease, and pressed them against Lan Yichen's head, following the trend, his body also pressed down.

Lan Yichen's ink-colored pupils, which were filled with mist just now due to the pain, suddenly opened wide, filled with panic, with a ghostly face like this, thinking... thinking...

No, he is no longer Che'er, and he can't go on like this, it's wrong...

He is Lan Yichen, he is Lan Yichen, he is Lan Yichen who loves Xiahou.It turned out that he lost his memory, but now that he has a complete memory, he can no longer betray Xiahou...

Absolutely not!

Lan Yichen twisted his body vigorously, trying to escape from under the ghost face.

Due to the disparity in strength between the two, Ghost Face's slender body pressed firmly on him, and he couldn't move an inch.

Tears in his eyes slid down his fair cheeks, Lan Yichen shook his head:

"Don't...don't do this...let me go..."

The ghost face didn't seem to hear his voice at all, warm lips were cruising around on the white and tender face, kissing wholeheartedly, tough and domineering.

"You...stop...let me go...don't treat me like this...I'm Lan Yichen...not...not Che..."

Hearing the three words Lan Yichen, as if punished by a ghost, he bit his face fiercely, leaving shallow tooth marks.

Lifting his body a little, his big hand unceremoniously threw the quilt on Lan Yichen aside.

"No matter who you are, you are mine... It was mine before, and it will be mine even more in the future!"

As soon as the big hand returned to Lan Yichen's body, he left again. This time, with the sound of fabric tearing, Lan Yichen's poor single clothes were also torn by him and thrown aside.