who's chrysanthemum

He widened those beautiful black eyes:

"You... you... that medicine..."

The ghost face admired and kissed Lan Yichen under him:

"My Che'er is really smart..."

Lan Yichen was furious for a moment.

Ghost Face used force on him before and forgave him, why is he still using such an unsightly method to sink him into this black ****?

Could it be that Ghost Face insisted on keeping him and locking him up just for this body?

In an instant, Lan Yichen's eyes completely turned cold.

He looked at the ghost face again, restraining the fear and desire in his heart.

The black eyes reflected the dark light, looking straight at the ghost face, showing no emotion:

"What do you want?"

The tenderness in the ghost's blood-colored eyes also faded, and he stared evilly at Lan Yichen's beautiful face.

"My lovely little Che'er, how can you ask such a cute question...huh?"

The body covering Lan Yichen intentionally rubbed against Lan Yichen's exposed breasts, and the naked breasts under his body carried a fiery temperature, flaunting its presence.

Lan Yichen's face turned pale slightly:

"Ghost face, let's have a good talk..."

"Hahaha……"

The ghost face laughed loudly, and with its slender hands, it forcibly lifted Lan Yichen's white and tender jaw.

Getting closer to his face, the warm breath sprayed on Lan Yichen's face, causing him a slight discomfort.

"About what?

Talk about your former lover?

Or how will you escape from here?

Or, your proposal yesterday, we will be brothers in the future?

Um? "

Ghost face, he actually called him ghost face!

In the blood-colored eyes, the blood light like a stormy sea gathered again, and Ghost Mian's hands became more and more forceful.

It was obviously very painful, but the lack of the damn medicine in his body made him feel a little bit of desire in the pain.

The slender fingertips pierced fiercely into the palm of his hand, trying hard to keep his consciousness clear.

A trace of sadness flashed across Lan Yichen's eyes, and instead of answering the series of questions that Ghost Mian asked, he also asked Ghost Mian:

"How long are you going to lock me up?

Are you locking me here just to do those things? "

It was a very simple question, but Ghost Mian was obviously taken aback.

Obviously, he didn't think about these problems.

As long as you lock Lan Yichen, you can see him, and let him belong to you forever, you don't have to think so much...

However, since Che'er has already asked...

After pondering for a while, Guimian seriously replied:

"These iron chains will lock you until - I die...

I will take you with me when I leave this world...

When we get to hell, let's continue to entangle~

Haha, Che'er, are you satisfied with Brother Yu's answer? "

Lan Yichen's originally slightly pale face suddenly became pale and pale:

"Crazy...you're crazy...you're really crazy..."

Such a ghost face is so scary, so scary, so scary...

Why did you meet him in the first place?

You don't want to let yourself go even after you die?

The warm lips of the ghost face slid over his ear:

"Yes, I'm crazy... Hahaha, Che'er...

Even if I'm crazy, you forced me...

You obviously belong to me alone, why do you say you have another lover?

Why did you leave Wuhuilou and leave me to find your old lover?

How can I get you if I'm not crazy? "

As he said, his slender and slightly rough fingers slowly moved up and down Lan Yichen's white and delicate body:

"Such a beautiful body is mine...

it's mine alone...

you are mine……

I have a right to you even in lockup, don't I? "

Lan Yichen's body was already extremely sensitive due to the medicine in his body, and there was a reaction when the ghost's face was touched.

A trace of unbearable desire overflowed from the pink lips:

"Um..."

He parted his lips slightly, panting slightly, his beautiful black eyes were filled with moisture, and his delicate brows were tightly frowned.

I hate it, I hate my own reaction!

Obviously it should be disgusted, it should be angry...

That damn drug...

Goddamn goddamn Ghostface!

Crazy, the ghost face is really a lunatic, compared to his current body reaction, it is not as strong as the time before he fell into a coma, the ghost face was stronger.

At least at that time, his soul still belonged to him, but now, under the effect of the medicine, his mind has betrayed his soul along with his body.

Biting his lower lip tightly, he tortured himself with deeper pain, in order to punish himself for gradually surrendering to the drug, and even more so to make his consciousness clearer.

The ghost face looked at that beautiful face, the contradictory expressions of happiness and pain tolerance, mixed on it into an indescribable beauty.

Usually he doted on Che'er so much, and he was never willing to show a trace of grievance and pain on his face.

Unexpectedly, he was so sexy with that expression.

Lian Lian was reluctant to withdraw her fingers from her warm and delicate breasts.

Rubbing it on the blood-red lips that had been abused:

"It's mine... only I can hurt it..."

The ghost took a deep breath, and gently caressed Lan Yichen's chin with the other hand, and with a little force, Lan Yichen's chin was removed with a 'click' sound.

Lan Yichen gasped, the sudden pain made him struggle violently.

However, the chain of 'hua la hua la' was still extremely tenaciously restraining his movements.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

With obvious fear on his face, the ghost face now has no regrets and pity for him.

Always so rough and scary.

The pink lips were forced to part, and the beautiful silver liquid slid from the corner of the mouth, across the white cheeks, onto the soft pillow.

"gorgeous……"

The ghost face looked fascinated at his flushed face, eyes filled with mist, picked up the silver filtrate with his fingers, put it on his lips and licked it:

"Sweet...

With his jaw removed, Lan Yichen couldn't speak, he could only look at the ghost's face pleadingly, don't let him suffer so much, okay?

Enduring the imprisonment of the ghost face in chains is already the limit of his endurance, and he can't bear any more.

Ghost Face chose to ignore his expression, licked the filtrate off his fingers, and looked at the unclosed lips again.

White teeth like pearls were looming in the pink lips, Ghost Face squinted his blood-colored eyes, and inserted his slender fingers into the small, naked mouth, stirring it gently.

The boundless shame mixed with the turmoil in the depths of his body caused by the medicine made Lan Yichen feel ashamed.

Her white and tender body was glowing pink, and there was faint unwillingness and despair in her blurred eyes.

Ghost Face's movements and attitudes make him want to treat him as a plaything, and only want to play with his body.

He doesn't want to be a ghost-faced plaything, don't, absolutely don't!

Could it be that Ghost Face imprisoned him here just for this skin?

Not at all what he thought earlier?

Because of his own conjecture, Lan Yichen's heart ached more and more, the desire in his body that he clearly wanted to resist, went against his wishes, and burned everywhere like a spark.

However, he obviously felt so bitter and painful, but why couldn't he stop his body's reaction?

No matter how helpless, no matter how unwilling he is, he can't struggle...

so sad...

In an instant, Lan Yichen's entire world seemed to have turned gray, and the slightest wish that existed before was also wiped out.

There is only endless helplessness and sadness left...

Resign to fate?

Do you want to resist if you don't accept your fate?

The cold iron chains on his limbs reminded him of his situation all the time.

How could he resist like this?

Use it?

His health is not good, but he will never take his life as a joke.

It's not because I'm timid, I just don't want to be sorry to those who care about him, and I can't live up to their wish for him to live well.