who's chrysanthemum

In the past, ghosts always pampered Che'er, but Lan Yichen had never seen such a fierce ghost face, and was so frightened that he lost all words.

He stared blankly at the ghostly face hanging above him with misty eyes.

The silver mask that reflected light suddenly became terrifying in his eyes.

Ghost face ghost face, Xuanyuan Yu is called a ghost face, not to mention his sinister character, but also because of the mask on his face.

It is silvery white, smooth and bright, with slender gaps on it, inlaid with black black iron in those gaps, those black iron wires wandering on the silvery white mask, in that piece of silvery white, outlines a strange and mysterious scene. picture of.

When he was with him, he was fascinated by the blood-colored eyes of ghosts and other people. The silver mask also unconsciously got used to its existence.

But today, these things that he was accustomed to before suddenly became hideous and terrifying in his eyes.

The quilt and single clothes were ripped off by the ghost face, it was unknown whether it was because of the cold or fear, Lan Yichen's body was trembling.

The ghost-faced lips slid to Lan Yichen's ears, biting the white and tender earlobe with his teeth, and the hoarse voice was somewhat pleased:

"Painful? Or scared? My Che'er...

mine……

Che'er..."

Lan Yichen shuddered in pain, turned his head, twitched his lips, and said in a trembling voice:

"I am not yours……"

Just halfway through the words, the ghost face quickly sealed his mouth with hot lips.

What he wanted to hear was the submissive words of the young man under him, not these messy things that made him angry.

Stirring, sucking and licking intensely in Lan Yichen's small mouth.

Lan Yichen's lips were forced to open, and the long kiss made his mouth a little stiff, and silver saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths.

Because the mouth used for breathing was sealed, Lan Yichen's face was very red.

Those black eyes were also watery——

I don't know whether it's the tears just now because of the pain, or because of those strange and familiar strange feelings coming from the depths of his body now.

Even so, the drowsy consciousness could not make Lan Yichen compromise.

Because at this time, his fear of the ghost face was too obvious.

This kind of ghost face seemed a little rougher than ever before, more evil than any ghost face ever, without any gentleness in normal times.

Lan Yichen had a very bad premonition in his heart.

Maybe this is what he had guessed before, the ghost face would hurt him severely!

It's just that he didn't expect it to be this kind of injury, which undoubtedly made him even more frightened.

So he ignored the difference in size and strength between the two, and still struggled hard.

The ghost face pressed him firmly with its body, and its slightly rough hands caressed him rudely and eagerly, leaving bruises and bruises on the white and delicate skin.

After feeling his struggle, the blood-red eyes were even more tyrannical.

"What? Remembering your former little lover, do you want to guard yourself for him?"

Speaking of sarcasm, Guimian exerted even more force on his hands, pulling Lan Yichen's slender legs that had long been exposed to the air to the sides.

Guarding the person he loves... While Ghost Face was guessing, a bloody red mist appeared in his mind, and anger filled his limbs and bones.

Lan Yichen's mind went blank, trying hard to close his sore legs.Ghost Face's body sank immediately, blocking between his legs.

At some point, Lan Yichen's forehead was already covered with sweat, and the long bangs were wet with sweat on the white forehead, the white became whiter, and the black became blacker, with a weak and helpless beauty that makes people want to be abused. Going up has a strong sense of impact on the vision.

The blood-colored eyes of the ghost's face narrowed sharply, and the color of the bright sparks in the middle became darker...

He suddenly tightened the hands that were lingering on the slender beautiful legs, and put those white legs like jade on his shoulders.

Looking at Lan Yichen's sober and terrified eyes, the lips under the mask evoked an extremely evil smile, and there was a cruel and strange pleasure in the eyes, and said coldly:

"I want you to remember, remember who you belong to!"

At the moment when the word "who" just fell, the murderous weapon that had been clamoring for a long time under Ghost Mian pierced through Lan Yichen's unexpanded and fragile asshole.

The dry inner wall was forcibly stretched open in an instant, and the sound of silk cracking could be heard very clearly in this small space.

"Uh ah ah ah - pain..."

Lan Yichen's body stiffened abruptly, trembling slightly constantly, his beautiful white neck was leaned back, bent out of a beautiful arc, and the ghost face bit down on it.

Warm liquid slowly flowed down from the place where the two joined.

The ghost's blood-red eyes stared fixedly at that beautiful face that was pale and distorted by the pain.

There was a trace of sadness and distress in the depths of his eyes, but immediately, it was replaced by ice-cold rage again, as quickly as if that sadness and distress had never existed in his eyes.The murder weapon wrapped by the soft inner wall, when it reached the deepest part of Lan Yichen's body, did not stop for a moment, and immediately withdrew, and slammed back hard when it was about to leave the hole.

Lan Yichen's pale face was covered with sweat and tears, and he whimpered in pain.

His whole body was in severe pain, especially the back acupoint. Although it was moistened with blood, the ghost face's movements were too sharp and ferocious.

That place, which was not designed to bear others by nature, was the scorching pain caused by the ghost face's rough movements.

The ghost face is like a raging lion, using its sharp claws to tear up the prey under it to its heart's content.

He used his lips and teeth together, biting on Lan Yichen's slender neck, leaving deep imprints wherever his lips and teeth touched, every tooth-shaped imprint was bloodshot without exception.

Lan Yichen's petite eyebrows were tightly frowned, he seemed to have returned to the time when his mother beat him up in the previous life, and nothing existed in his mind except the sharp pain.

The look in the eyes began to slowly lose...

But just such a ghostly face was not enough, he didn't like such a stiff Che'er, he rested Lan Yichen's head with his hand, and kissed the red and swollen lips that had been ravaged by him fiercely.

He kissed the person under him until he was about to suffocate before letting go, and the hoarse voice was full of lust:

"Say you're mine..."

The tears in Lan Yichen's eyes were like broken pearls, sliding down one by one from his white and jade-like cheeks.

His body was trembling with pain, and his brain nerves couldn't help twitching even more violently at the words that his head full of pain was squeezed into the ghost's face.

The murderous weapon under Ghost Mian attacked more fiercely, and his slender fingers pinched the towering red tassel on Lan Yichen's bruised chest:

"Say it, you are mine...forever mine..."

The more pain in his body, the more lucid Lan Yichen's consciousness became, his tearful head kept shaking, his white teeth sank deeply into his soft lower lip, strands of bright red blood oozed out, and his moist eyes Full of pain, he rejected the ghost face's request.

The blood-red eyes of the ghost's face burst into violent anger because of his refusal.His lips and teeth moved to Lan Yichen's red tassel, and he rubbed his teeth lightly, mixed with pain, a strange pleasure rose from his body.

The strange thing is that the little pleasure was continuously amplified in Lan Yichen's painful brain nerves, and just that little bit of painful and numb pleasure almost made him groan.

Lan Yichen felt infinite shame, anger and sorrow in his heart, for his body, Ghost Face was too familiar and familiar.

Enduring all kinds of physical sensations, his head hurt more and more, and there was nothing in his eyes, all his emotions and thoughts were used to resist those pains and pleasures.

There was a cruel smile on the handsome face under the ghost mask, and he looked at the person under him playfully, his movements became strangely gentle, and he bumped gently and firmly at the point that often made the person under him go crazy.

"Woo..." There was more blood and sweat on his face than tears, and Lan Yichen, who couldn't bear it anymore, groaned softly.

"Say, you are my man..."

The warm breath sprayed on Lan Yichen's naked and lewd chest, and the ghost face stubbornly asked the person under him to say what he wanted to hear.

"En... no... um..."

The back acupuncture point has become softer due to time, the pain is no longer so obvious, and the feeling of numbness and crispness has become more difficult to control with the current spreading from the depths of the body.

Can no longer tell whether it is pain or happiness, Lan Yichen is struggling to hold on to his last belief——

The body has already betrayed Xiahou, and I can't admit that even the heart has betrayed him...

Ghost Face, who is usually considered calm and calm, became impulsive and anxious when he met him, and his patience was naturally not much better.

He possesses him fiercely, hurts him, but he doesn't open his mouth. He flatters him gently and makes him happy, but he still doesn't open his mouth!

That being the case, why did he bother to please him?

The mood was extremely bad, and negative emotions completely occupied Ghost Face's brain.

The lips and teeth licking on the petite and lovely red tassel, bit down without mercy, and the lower body twitched ruthlessly and fiercely like a storm again.

The thick smell of blood spread in the air, and the whole room became dark in an instant, and since then, all light has been lost.

Lan Yichen, who was relaxed because of the pleasure, whimpered again because of the sudden pain.

This ghost face completely disregarded his feelings, like a pure desire to vent, it moved mechanically, pulling Lan Yichen's thin body into the abyss of pain.

The empty eyes were wide open, and there was nothing else in his head except the word pain...

pain……

Really hurts……