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Xie Jinge's pupils shrank suddenly, and he could clearly feel that the body temperature of another person was being transferred to his skin through this intimate embrace at this moment. This temperature is so hot and scalding. Undulating, like a raging flame.

His chin was still resting on the other's shoulder, and the other's breath was slowly lingering around his ear, and the scorching hot air sprayed to the base of his ear, making Xie Jinge's ears itchy.

Surrounding him was a vermilion bed, the red curtain veil fluttered in the breeze, and the halo of the candle seemed to shake their figures unsteadily as they swayed.

But Xie Jinge could feel the strength of these arms encircling his body, firm and powerful, full of a kind of warm elasticity.

However, these ambiguous and charming atmospheres are not what Xie Jinge wants to see. He doesn't even know why he was a bystander in the last second, but now he is a player in the game.

He immediately let go of his hands, wanting to withdraw from these arms, but he just retracted his hands. The man who looked exactly like the evil ghost, or Mu Yang's life, did not give Xie Jinge a chance to escape. Folding her arms together, she held him firmly in her arms.

"Xiao Jin..." Mu Yang whispered in Xie Jinge's ear, his gentle tone was like murmuring between sympathizers.

"I will love you forever." This magnetic voice is full of undisguised love and longing. This is the voice that Xie Jinge is familiar with. The faint hoarseness of the fire.

After he finished speaking, he stroked Xie Jinge's hair with his palm, and then moved his palm down.

Compared with the icy coldness in the state of the evil spirit, the palms of human Mu Yang are extremely hot. Wherever his palms touched, the back of the neck, the hollows of the shoulders, the back...all made Xie Jinge feel as if he had been scalded. of**.

Xie Jinge thought of what the "self" said when he was a bystander, and after connecting with the series of movements Mu Yang was making and the state of his body that was sweating, his heart sank for a moment. appalled.

He wanted to speak, but found that his throat seemed to be imprisoned by some strange force, making it impossible for him to utter a complete word sound. Instead, the broken sound that he uttered was more like a kind of intoxication in this state. Whispers and soft woo.

Xie Jinge's face darkened, but at the moment he and Mu Yang were hugging each other face to face, so that he couldn't see what the other person's expression was, and Mu Yang couldn't see Xie Jinge's downcast eyes either.

So Xie Jinge's pronunciation rolled out of his throat fell in Mu Yang's ears, and it became the most direct encouragement, a catalyst, and even a honey brew that completely excited Mu Yang's emotions.

What happened next was completely out of Xie Jinge's cognition. He never thought that one day he would be in a room that obviously does not belong to the modern society in this way similar to possession, with a troupe. Sheng Xing has cross-gender intimacy.

He couldn't speak a complete sentence, and even all the resistance was easily resolved by the other party.It is clear that the body he is possessing at this moment is exactly the same as his main body in terms of appearance and voice, but compared to the muscles and strength he has naturally produced due to various part-time jobs, this "self" possessed "But it is too delicate.

The complexion is fairer, the bones are more slender, the figure is thinner, and the skin is more tender and smoother than that of a woman, like a pampered young master who has never been exposed to spring water, as if only a little With a little more force, it will leave a striking red mark and bruise on this body.

Xie Jinge's senses have never been so complicated as it is now. His mind and body seem to be separated into two parts. The former is calm, calm, and rational, but the latter has only one word, that is hot, very Hot, scorching heat.

In order not to let Xie Jinge feel pain and discomfort, Mu Yang was gentle, he looked at Xie Jinge with deep love floating in his eyes, and his knife-like chin was tense due to restraint.However, the crawling ferocious beast is a ferocious beast after all. After catching the prey, after the prey relaxes, it starts biting and plundering.

Outside the window, the scent of gardenias wafted into the room with the breeze blowing in. The bright white moonlight and candlelight blended together and shone on the screen, showing a vivid picture of two phoenixes crossing their necks.

Outside the room, the sound of the watchman making the watch sounded rhythmically, and inside the room, the four big red candles were slowly burning out as time went by.

"Xiao Jin, I love you..." Mu Yang still panted slightly with caution and sincerity.He propped his head on one hand and lay on his side beside Xie Jinge, staring at Xie Jinge with reddish eyes for a few seconds, then gently lifted Xie Jinge's hair sticking to the side of his face with his other hand.

Xie Jinge didn't pay attention to Mu Yang, and didn't even give this person a look. His chest heaved slightly, and he hadn't recovered from the series of things that happened just now.

Apart from absurdity, Xie Jinge really can't think of any other words to describe this grotesque and terrible adventure. It's not Huang Ke Yimeng, but it really happened, and every sense is extremely real.

It was precisely because of this that Xie Jinge felt even more upset.

Too fucking fucked.

For the first time, Xie Jinge had the urge to swear.

Especially when looking sideways at Mu Yang who was lying on his side with his upper body propped up, he suddenly had a murderous intent to chop him off.

Xie Jinge's eyes as cold as blades made Mu Yang pause, and then a red light that Xie Jinge was very familiar with flashed in the depths of his pupils.

Xie Jinge frowned, and before he had time to catch more emotions in his eyes, the other party gently stroked Xie Jinge's eyelashes with the tip of his index finger, and his tone was full of nostalgia and lingering: "Xiao Jin, all this is because of your stabbing To me, the cause and effect of this is an inseparable bond between us forever."

Xie Jinge's eyes widened at once: "You are..." He turned over and grabbed Mu Yang's neck fiercely, and used all his strength to attack the evil spirit that made him put on a show.

However, his body is really not comparable to his own body, and he has just experienced some physical exertion. In Mu Yang's eyes, this strength does not constitute any threat at all, but is more like a noble kitten In milk fierce milk fierce resistance.

Mu Yang raised his arms and wrapped them around Xie Jinge's back, then pulled down, directly pulling Xie Jinge down on his body.He held Xie Jinge's forehead with his palm, and his eyes fell on the mahogany railing above his head. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and a cloud of black air appeared faintly above his left eye.

Xie Jinge wanted to prop up his body, but was firmly restrained by Mu Yang, he sneered, sure enough, it was Mu Yang's tricks that he inexplicably penetrated into this body, not only that, this evil ghost also came along with him in his own body.

It is absolutely impossible for him to admit the bloodthirsty and cold red light in the opponent's eyes.

Why is it that they are also transmigrated into another body? There is such a big gap between physical strength and acuity. Xie Jinge even feels that some parts of his body are still aching, and it seems that his whole body is falling apart just after the end.

Unable to break free from the restraint of this evil spirit, Xie Jinge opened his mouth directly and bit the opponent's neck.

"Hiss..." Mu Yang couldn't help snorting, but it wasn't because of pure pain, but more of a kind of tingling, itching and tingling.

Xie Jinge couldn't control so much, but his teeth became more and more forceful, and soon a faint smell of blood spread to Xie Jinge's mouth.

And Xie Jinge still didn't let go, with a kind of ruthlessness and anger, as if he wanted to bite down this piece of Mu Yang's flesh deeply.

"Xiao Jin, you're so cruel." With a hoarse voice, Mu Yang gently scratched Xie Jinge's neck with his fingertips.

This suggestive and ambiguous movement instantly made Xie Jinge's body stiff, and the strength in his mouth also loosened a lot.

Xie Jinge's reaction pleased Mu Yang, this evil ghost took a deep sniff at Xie Jinge's hair, and said slowly in a low voice: "Xiao Jin, you provoked me first."

"The actor is so ruthless, but you still want to ask for my love. Since you have all my love, how can I let you escape."

Xie Jinge heard the sigh and nostalgia in his tone, and felt it was extremely ridiculous.

If the killing intent in his eyes could turn into a real attack, Mu Yang would have been delayed thousands of times by Xie Jinge's attack, but unfortunately he couldn't, so Xie Jinge's angry eyes reflected Mu Yang's On the contrary, the fundus of the eyes has become a different kind of vividness.

Mu Yang looked at it, then stretched out his hand to hold Xie Jinge's cheek, and brought his lips together to kiss it.

Xie Jinge unceremoniously bit Mu Yang's lips and the tongue that invaded his mouth against his will, but this move did not stop Mu Yang from moving, but made his kiss more intense Strong and domineering.

At this moment, a bitter cold wind suddenly blows in from outside the window, and this wind swept the fierce air and rushed to every corner of the room.

All the food on the table was blown off by the strong wind, the solid screen was blown to the ground, and the curtain used to cover the bed was blown up wantonly.

"Jinge! Xie Jinge!" Xie Jinge heard an extremely familiar voice.

That was Li Huaiyuan's voice!

At the same time as Xie Jinge recognized who the voice came from, all the pictures began to distort crazily at this moment.

Xie Jinge's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally his eyes were once again plunged into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in Li Huaiyuan's storage room. He was still holding the mahogany sword in his hand. The tip of the blade was piercing Mu Yang's collarbone. On the ground, the contaminated liquid is slowly solidifying.

It was as if nothing had changed, and everything he experienced in that room a second ago was just an illusion.

But the blood flowing from Mu Yang's upper lip made Xie Jinge realize that it was not a dream, nor was it a dream.

This realization made Xie Jinge's brows almost twitch together, and when he saw the slight curve on the corner of Mu Yang's lips, his anger surged even higher.

"Jinge!" Li Huaiyuan grabbed Xie Jinge's arm, quickly pulled him behind him, and looked at Mu Yang warily.

And Mu Yang finally turned his attention from Xie Jinge to this human being who disturbed him and Xiaojin's tenderness.