Oops, husband, he's probably not human

Kneeling down and forcefully digging out the opponent's head buried in the crook of his arm, Yan Chuchen asked solemnly: "Why are you crying? Can't accept that I am a ghost? Or is it because I didn't tell you in advance?"

"Or, do you find it difficult to have sex with me?"

"You say it, and I can correct it according to your wishes."

"..."

On the contrary, Luo Xun was stunned.

yes!What the hell are you crying about?

Speaking of intercourse with ghosts, didn't they have had sex in the coffin?

Or was it because Yan Chuchen didn't tell himself?

But at that time, I didn't know Yan Chuchen, if he appeared by the bedside in the middle of the night and asked, "Can I sleep with you?

Shouldn't you be scared to death?

As for whether being with Yan Chuchen is uncomfortable...

No, it wasn't uncomfortable at all, on the contrary, he felt very good, like two bodies that fit perfectly, without any unpleasantness.

Then what else do you care about?

Thinking of this, Luo Xun sniffled and stopped crying, "Then... don't show up after I fall asleep, I'm a little scared, every time—"

Crying sequelae, he broke into tears.

"..."

Yan Chuchen wanted to laugh, but nodded cautiously, "We're both engaged, of course not."

……

After figuring out the key point, Luo Xun also slowed down, boldly supported Yan Chuchen's arm and stood up, only to find that the other party was still wearing a suit and smelled of alcohol.

"You... did you come from the bar?" Luo Xun asked.

"Ah."

Yan Chuchen replied: "Since you want to play his role, you must do it properly."

"Then am I bothering you?"

Luo Xun thanked in a slightly awkward voice: "Thank you, I trouble you every time."

For his own body, Yan Chuchen was pretty good, he was almost there on call, even the police uncles were not so fast.

But Yan Chuchen remained silent.

Luo Xun was a little awkward, "It's getting late, I've delayed you for so long, or you..."

He wanted to remind the other party if he could leave, so he heard Yan Chuchen say, "It's all here, and you know the truth, how can you leave?"

Luo Xun: "..."

God damn is here, is this how the word is used?

As expected of an old ghost from thousands of years ago, he is versatile in both civil and military affairs, and his language expression skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

In fact, not only the language expression ability, but also the hands-on ability, our ghost king is also very good.

He tore off his tie, loosened his suit and shirt, picked up the awkward little boy in front of him, and threw him on the big soft bed when he got out of the bathroom.

Followed by the pressure up.

"Let you wake up this time, okay?"

"... Do I have the right to refuse?" Luo Xiaoxun was still a little scared, after all Yan Chuchen was not human.

"No."

"..."

Then ask a fart?

Closing his eyes, Luo Xiaoxun put on a death expression of 'Come on, I don't want to watch, you can do whatever you want'.

The feeling when awake is naturally more real than in the dream, although Yan Chuchen's body and breath are still cold.

But just ignore that and you'll be fine.

Opening his eyes tentatively, looking at Yan Chuchen's distortedly beautiful face, Luo Xun felt that it was not unacceptable.

The drooping long hair brushed across his chest again and again, and Luo Xun grabbed it with his paws like a kitten who only saw a cat teaser.

Yan Chuchen is a ghost, but he has the same skin touch as a human being. As long as he doesn't think about it, he looks like an ordinary person.

Slowly, Luo Xun adjusted his mind and accepted the fact that he had an old fiance.

Yan Chuchen could naturally feel the changes in Luo Xun, and for some reason, he felt satisfied.

——Hmph, chirp, chirp——

———Maomao sent the ellipsis line to float———

Until the horn of completion was sounded, and a icy cold hit, Luo Xun knew that this was liberation.

It really is a ghost, even that is cold.

Lying on the bed weakly, Luo Xun thought, is there a place where Yan Chuchen, who has been dead for thousands of years, is warm?

heart?

But how can a ghost have any heart?

……

After the incident, Luo Xun thought that Yan Chuchen would leave immediately, but he didn't expect that Yan Chuchen would not. Instead, like a real boyfriend, he carried him to the bathroom to clean up.

Luo Xun had no strength, his feet trembled even when standing.

Yan Chuchen put hot water on him, sat in the bathtub with him in his arms, and even let Luo Xun sit on his lap.

This made Luo Xun feel that Yan Chuchen really seemed like a human being.

"You...have you ever learned how to pretend to be a living person?" Sitting in Yan Chuchen's arms, Luo Xun asked tentatively.

"I was human before I died, so I don't need to learn," Yan Chuchen said indifferently.

"..."

It seems so.

Yan Chuchen is not the kind of born ghost king in the book, he was also a human being, as long as he remembers, as long as he is not blackened, he is still half a real human being.

Even if it is self-consolation, as long as he thinks about it this way, Yan Chuchen will not be as scary as he imagined.

It's not too difficult to get along with.

Tentatively relaxing and leaning against Yan Chuchen's chest, feeling the cold body of the other party no matter how much he soaked, Luo Xun suddenly had a bold idea:

It should be cool to hug in summer, right?

Air-conditioning bills are saved.

I don't know if Yin Qi can be used to freeze watermelon and sour plum soup. If it can, wouldn't it even save the refrigerator?

Alas, having a ghost in a family is like having a treasure in a family. I didn't expect this old ghost to have many functions and benefits.

but……

What is the thing that is pressing against yourself?

Could Yan Chuchen still have feelings for him?

Isn't he humming with himself in order to better pretend to be a living talent?

"Do it again, can you?" Luo Xun was still thinking wildly, but Yan Chuchen suddenly put his head on his shoulder and asked softly.

"...You... Do you still have the desire/desire to live?" Luo Xiaoxun was really shocked now.

"of course."

When Luo Xun agreed, Yan Chuchen raised Luo Xun's not-so-thin waist and started again.

But it was really hard to move in the bathtub, so he had to carry him back to the bed.

He also specially changed his posture, letting Luo Xun lie on his stomach.

After all, maintaining the same posture all the time will make people uncomfortable, and it will also make Luo Xun feel that his technique is not good.

Even if our prince is a ghost, he still retains the last stubbornness of a man. A man cannot be said to be no good, and so is a male ghost.

Probably because of iced watermelon and saving electricity bills, Luo Xun has completely accepted Yan Chuchen.

Whether physical or psychological.

He was as soft as a jelly and lay on the pillow, clutching the sheet and hugging the pillow, humming and chirping in a picture that you can pick and choose.

"Knock down."

But at this moment, the door was knocked suddenly, and Lin Geyu's devilish voice came from outside the door.

"Luo Xun, are you asleep? I have something to tell you."

"..."

Devil, Ling Geyu is really a devil.