When the fascinated people become cannon fodder

"Time!"

Shi An was stunned by the kiss, and even forgot to resist when he was pushed to the ground, but he was brought back to his senses by the sudden roar.

He tried his best to push away the idiot on his body. He thought that the struggle was fruitless, but he didn't expect the idiot to follow his strength and get up.

Song Ge quickly ran to Shi An's side to pull him up, and patted the ashes on his body very intimately.

Shi An knew that Song Ge was kind, but when his ass was photographed, he still felt weird and couldn't help but move forward.

Song Ge noticed his small movements, and couldn't help but hook his lips slightly.

After settling down, Song Ge wanted to settle accounts with that person just now.

But it's just a matter of pulling people up, and the idiot disappeared.

The village chief stepped forward and explained: "This idiot came to our village three years ago. He was an idiot when he came. He couldn't be driven away no matter what. Later, the villagers felt sorry for him, and he didn't harm our interests, so everyone opened his eyes. Turn a blind eye and let him stay in the village."

"That's how he usually is. He comes and goes without a trace. He's a fool. He's strong and fast. He doesn't know how to do it."

"Oh, did it scare you?"

The only person here who has had contact with the fool is Shi An, so it is natural to ask Shi An.

In fact, An was a little scared when he thought of what happened just now, but he didn't want to cause trouble to others, so he shook his head and said, "It's okay...it's nothing."

It's just that he was afraid, so he forgot about the character design, and said this timidly...successfully triggered the punishment mechanism.

【warn! The level of OOC is beyond the allowable range, please be prepared to accept punishment]

【3, 2, 1—】

"Um……"

The sudden itching made Shi An couldn't help moaning softly, the voice was so sweet and greasy, Shi An couldn't believe it was his own voice, so scared that he quickly covered his mouth.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was on the village head, and his cry was not very loud, so no one heard his voice.

Except Songk.

Song Ge turned his head in disbelief, staring at Shi An closely.

He thought he heard it wrong, but seeing Shi An's actions... it seems that he heard it right

His eyes couldn't help but burst out with excitement.

He had imagined countless times what it would be like to enjoy it.

How soft the body can be, how sweet the voice can be, how ecstatic the expression can be, how miserable the crying can be.

Now that he actually heard Shi An's groan, he felt that his fantasy was not bold enough.

It turned out that Shi An's voice was so nice.

Shi An covered his mouth, but the abnormality in his body did not stop, and the itching became deeper and deeper.

And this kind of itch is not the same as being tickled by others, it's the kind... the kind of itch that can't be explained by outsiders.

The idiot ran away, and the village chief also said that he didn't need to worry about it, so they planned to go back to the front hall for lunch.

After Shi An took two steps, he couldn't bear the physical discomfort, so he asked Song Ge for leave: "I'm a little, um... uncomfortable, can I go back and rest first?"

Shi An's cheeks were slightly pink, his eyes were wet, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was enduring great pain.

Song Ge looked at him and felt that he was about to react, but he kept his face calm and pretended not to see Shi An's abnormality.

He also asked worriedly: "Then you don't eat? You didn't eat breakfast well, what should you do if you're hungry?"

Shi An shook his head, "I'm fine, I'm not hungry, I just thought, um... I want to go back and lie down for a while, let me go back."

There was a little pleading unconsciously in his eyes, which made Song Ge's Adam's apple roll.

Song Ge nodded, "Okay, then you can go back first, and I will bring you some food back later."

"No need, no need," Shi An agreed, and hurried to the residence.

Song Ge looked at Shi An's back, no longer hiding his emotions, his eyes were filled with roiling desire.

He chuckled lightly, and murmured in a low voice: "It's broad daylight, it's hot when you're outside, you little flirt."

Shi An returned to the room with the last bit of strength, locked the door, and before she even had time to go to the bed, she lost her strength and slid down against the door.

The feeling of strangeness in his body became stronger and stronger, and he felt that he was about to lose control.

Just when he was so hot that he couldn't help tearing off his clothes, a burst of cold pressed against his cheeks.

The temperature made him feel unbearably cold last time, but this time he only felt that the coolness was his antidote.

Shi An couldn't help leaning towards that temperature, and then his whole body fell into an embrace with the same temperature.

It was cold, but it eased his discomfort to a certain extent.

Shi An let out a comfortable sigh, and arched into that embrace again.

A chuckle came from above his head, "So anxious?"

It was the cold voice from last time.

I don't know why, but this time Shi An heard some warmth from the voice.

A pair of hands hugged him, with a slight force, Shi An was suspended in the air.

He looked up in a daze, and saw a section of snow-white neck, a protruding Adam's apple, and a white shirt collar.

Shi An unconsciously scratched upwards.

The neat white shirt was wrinkled, and the owner of the white shirt lowered his head slightly, and Shi An could see his whole face clearly.

The man's facial features were as perfect as if carved out of the golden ratio, but he was too pale, except for his eyebrows and eyes, his entire face was snow-colored.

This is the man holding an oil-paper umbrella at the end of the alley.

Meeting Shi An's gaze, the man slightly tilted his head, Shi An felt his head was lifted, and his face was getting closer and closer to the man's.

Immediately afterwards, a light kiss fell on her.

The feeling of being kissed on the cheek is very familiar, because the man's temperature is too low, the person who bullied him last night should be the one holding him now.

In that case, a man is not a human being.

Shi An felt that the man holding him was walking all the time, but he clearly remembered that the room he lived in was not that big, and it didn't take that long to walk from the door to the bed.

He turned his head and glanced around, which shocked him a lot, they were actually in a cave!

After walking a few more steps, the man finally stopped, and he put Shi An on the bed.

The soft touch under his body brought Shi An's memory back to last night.

Last night, he seemed to have gotten dirty in such softness...could it be on this bed? !

Shi An shrank back a little uneasy.

The man turned around and took a set of neatly folded clothes from the stone table.

"Try it, does it fit?"

Shi An took a look at the clothes, and always felt that the clothes were not quite right, as if... It was a Chinese wedding dress!

He shook his head subconsciously, and shrank back again.

There was no expression on the man's face, so Shi An couldn't see the change in his expression, but the second he shook his head, his previous itch that disappeared came back again.

And for some reason, he felt even more uncomfortable, he wanted to rub the sheets uncontrollably.

The man put his clothes aside, bent down, and caressed Shi'an's tear-covered cheek.

"I make you comfortable, you don't care about my feelings at all."

He seemed to be accusing, but his tone was so flat.

Shi An was so uncomfortable that he lay down on the bed, writhing unconsciously.

The man looked at him for a while, probably couldn't bear it, sighed, and went to bed too.

Entering the cold embrace again, the uncomfortable itch disappeared again, Shi An was stunned for a few seconds, recovered, and looked up at the man.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Shi An quietly, "Why, don't you try on clothes?"

When An was unconscious just now, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his posture with the man. Now that he was awake, he felt really awkward lying in the man's arms.

He twisted his body and wanted to back out, but was stopped by the man.

"Don't move," the man asked again: "Why, don't you try on clothes?"

Shi An knew that his strength was not enough in the spiritual world, so he struggled twice without success, so he stopped moving.

He tried his best to keep the distance between himself and the man, and asked, "Is that dress a wedding dress?"

"Ah."

What men say is very concise, and those who can express the meaning in one word will never say two words.

"Wedding clothes, why do you want to try them on for me?" Shi An looked puzzled, "It's very strange."

"You are my bride." The man looked at him and replied seriously, "You are my bride, so you have to try on the wedding dress, if it fits you, just wear it and worship me."

"It's a tradition in Fulin Village to pay homage to marriage, and to do as the Romans do."

The man's tone was too flat, talking about getting married as simple as what to eat tonight, but Shi An broke out in a cold sweat.

marry?Marriage?What are you kidding?One person and one ghost, how to get married?

I really want to get married, isn't this... a dark marriage?

Shi An's body was full of resistance, "No! I don't want to marry you! I'm not your bride!"

"You are." The man's tone was undeniable.

Shi An's resistance seemed to have angered the man, he lifted Shi An's clothes and put his hand inside.

Sensing what he was going to do, Shi An began to wriggle violently, "Don't!"

"Swollen," the man said, "squeamish."

It seemed to be just checking, and after checking, he took out his hand.

Shi An was so ashamed and angry that he didn't know what to say.

How can there be such a vicious person who bullies him and thinks he is too delicate? It's too much!

"Shi'an, Shi'an, are you okay? Open the door, I brought you lunch."

Song Ge's voice suddenly sounded.

Strange, it is clearly in the cave, but the voice in the room can be heard clearly.

This time when Shi An saw it, a trace of displeasure flashed clearly in the man's eyes.

He hugged Shian and sat up, pecked the corner of his mouth again with his cold lips, and confessed: "Take the umbrella I gave you and go out, and you will get the information you want."

After the man finished speaking, Shi An only felt dizzy for a while, and his eyes turned black.

After the dizziness passed, Shi An found that he was sitting on the bed in his room, and the unbearable itch disappeared.

Shi An once again felt the weirdness of the spiritual world.

His itching was the punishment given by the system. When the ghost approached just now, the punishment from the system disappeared, even the system disappeared.

Song Ge's knock on the door sounded again, Shi An shook his head, and put aside the messy thoughts in his heart for the time being.

"coming."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-0922:09:40~2021-10-1101:10:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of amoxicillin; 30 bottles of a fish; 20 bottles of Tang Yeling; 11 bottles of Huakai tea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!