The squeamish bag is coaxed by bad men every day in the infinite world

"don't want……"

"...don't bite me."

At first, there was only the rustling of the sheets on the other side of the bed, and occasional dream talk, but the further back, the more something was wrong.

Because Cai Cai's pants were soaked, and Xia Huanye was selfish, he lied that he had no clothes, and asked Yu He to sleep in only a white shirt that smelled of him.

Yu He didn't think much about it, he really cost Xia Huanye a lot during this time, it's nothing if he didn't have pants for a night.

He is easily contented.

Xia Huanye came to Yu He's bed, the corners of his clothes were rolled up, the center was still covered, and his bare legs were unobstructed, like falling snow.

The knees are rubbing together, and they are raised roundly, which inevitably reveals a bit of spring.

Xia Huanye lost his mind and didn't know when he bent over. When he realized it, he was slapped in the face.

Yu He stared at him with a blushing face, full of wronged accusations: "You bastard!"

"You, how can you..."

Yu He almost cried when being bullied, "I'm still sleeping!"

Because he had just woken up, the slap was soft and didn't leave any marks on Xia Huanye.

What made him care more was Yu He's words.

It turned out to be a dream.

Still this kind of dream.

Of course Xia Huanye was happy. He was the protagonist of this kind of dream, which meant that Yu He had thoughts about him in that way. There is a saying that is good, thinking day by day and dreaming at night.

"What else did you dream about?" He asked with a smile.

Yu He angrily pushed away Xia Huanye's hand, "Don't lie to me with dreams, I'm not an idiot!"

Under this action, the already large men's shirt revealed white, tender and pink shoulders, deep and delicate collarbone, with young and attractive curves.

Xia Huanye gradually felt something was wrong, and half-coaxed him to turn Yu He over.

His skin is very tender, and even a little force will leave marks, and there are shallow marks left by himself not long ago on the tip.

Xia Huanye's face suddenly sank.

On the shallow print, there are harsh and irregular tooth marks, and the detailed and dense appearance can completely show how addicted people were at that time.

What made Xia Huanye even more sullen was the other party's provocative behavior.

On the traces left by him, new imprints are superimposed, still in more vivid colors and in a more intimate way.

Rather than a provocation, it's more like a gauntlet.

Now Yu He is a little sober, realizing that she just hit someone by herself, her little face is full of regret and worry.

Taking a quick look at Xia Huanye, seeing that he was not angry, he walked over aggrieved.

"very scary……"

"Did you wake up from fright?"

"Well," Yu He nodded pitifully, "I want to hug and sleep."

Someone is doing bad things under Xia Huanye's nose, of course he has to keep an eye on the person, put his long arms around Yu He, and lie down together: "Then hug and sleep."

"Don't let me go secretly..."

When he said this, he was wronged and pitiful, like an abandoned and wet pet.

Yu He always knew that when he fell asleep, Xia Huanye would leave.

"I'll hold you forever."

Xia Huanye hugged him tightly, "I won't let you go."

……

Xia Huanye asked Yu He the exact location of his dream, but he hesitated for a long time, and finally took Xia Huanye to the school infirmary.

The campus in the dream is highly similar to the environment of the campus, and the small ornaments in the corners of the infirmary are all reproduced one-to-one.

"What did you dream about?" Xia Huanye asked him, "Can you replay it for me?"

Of course not.

Leaving aside how absurd the dream was, the protagonist of the dream was Ling Lan.

Yu He can't catch Ling Lan here, let's do it again in front of Xia Huanye...

There is one more thing that Yu He is worried about.

He has never heard other players mention ghosts, it seems that he is the only one who can bump into ghosts, and he is the only one who is a ghost book.

"Is there a ghost here? The kind that can get into dreams?"

Yu He was a little embarrassed, "The dream I had yesterday was so strange..."

Before Xia Huanye could continue to ask, a curious question came from the pushed open door: "What dream?"

Yu He looked over in a panic, it was Lin Jingxue, and the appearance of Lin Jingxue meant that Ling Lan would also appear.

Sure enough, beside the handsome and gentle young man, Ling Lan's unkind eyes lightly swept over him.

When he looked at people, he always had a condescending gaze, and against the backdrop of Lin Jingxue's gentleness, he appeared even colder.

They looked at Xia Huanye across the air as a greeting, and naturally sat opposite Yu He.

Lin Jingxue smiled again and asked, "You seem to be very scared, what happened?"

"There are ghosts in the school," Yu He didn't want to be too specific, "I have seen them several times."

Lin Jingxue let out a "huh", leaned forward, put her elbows on the table, and buried her soft face into her broad palms.

His skeletal fingers tapped his cheekbones rhythmically, and he asked, "Could it be just a ghost pressing the bed? Or, a nightmare."

This is a more reasonable statement.

They all know that Yu He is timid, and may be jittery, magnifying their fears and having unrealistic fantasies.

"No!" Yu He pursed her lips, her long and curly eyelashes were trembling, like the wings of a butterfly, "It... didn't touch me."

When Yu He looked in the mirror in the morning, there were marks on her waist, legs, and chest, all of which appeared out of thin air.

It couldn't be Xia Huanye.If Xia Huanye disturbed him to sleep, he would definitely wake up.

Lin Jingxue and Lin Jingxue looked at Xia Huanye at the same time, with severe accusations.

"It's not me." Xia Huanye thought instead.

The atmosphere became cold for no reason, and Lin Jingxue was calming down the atmosphere.

"That ghost pulled me into the cabinet before, and kept covering my mouth, not letting me speak." Yu He also said, "It healed my wounds."

Listening to the front, their expressions are dignified; listening to the back, their expressions are delicate.

Yu He might really be hallucinating.

They couldn't be more aware of how difficult the ghosts in the supernatural book are, how could there be ghosts who would help players heal their wounds.

It's not charity.

Although the three of them were comforting him, Yu He was very sensitive to emotions and could feel their perfunctory.

They didn't believe what he said.

Ling Lan said without thinking: "How did you touch it?"

The weather is fine today, the sun shines brightly outside the window.

Yu He wore a uniform and shorts today. The blue and white color scheme made him look youthful and vigorous.

Putting his hand into the hem of his clothes and demonstrating it a few times, he said vaguely, "That's it."

"Be specific," they said.

Maybe it was because their expressions were too solemn, as if they were serious about academic discussions, but Yu He actually felt that they were really thinking about themselves, so they asked him to be more specific.

Slowly stretching his hand in, his chest bulged, and he could clearly see how his fingers held up the clothes.

The blue and white uniform was twisted by the arms, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin, and when the thin white fingers rubbed it, they were still trembling in fear, as if they could see the inside through the undulations printed on the fabric.

The exposed skin quickly turned into irregular thin powder, which was printed on the waist that could be grasped with one hand.

They couldn't recover until the hem of their clothes was pushed back.

Yu He's waist is narrow and thin, but the flesh is very soft. With excellent eyesight, they can clearly see how the soft flesh was kneaded and treated, and at what speed the pink tide appeared.

"I couldn't move, but it kept harassing me."

There was warmth in their eyes, Yu He didn't dare to look at them, "Like this."

Ling Lan's gaze was so hot that it seemed to burn through him, "Is it comfortable?"

Yu He was startled.

"Is it comfortable?" Ling Lan asked stubbornly, "Being touched like this."

Thinking of what Ling Lan did to him in the dream, Yu He's face also turned red, fierce and angry: "It's hard!"

"It's so uncomfortable," the eyes were a little watery, sticking to the eyelashes, "very annoying, very annoying!"

He deliberately raised his voice to a higher decibel level, but his dark eyes gleamed with water, and his trembling hands grabbed the corners of his clothes, which was really not deterrent.

"Nonsense." Ling Lan frowned, her voice was still cold, but not without warmth. "How could it be uncomfortable?"

Yu He was confused by Ling Lan's attitude.

Staring blankly at those blue eyes, it was as if the dangerous state of the storm, suddenly brought Yu He's memory back to last night.

His cheeks flushed red quickly, and those excessive things were recalled one by one, making him afraid to move.

Suspicion fell on Ling Lan, Xia Huanye sneered, "If I remember correctly, your skills are related to dreams."

He was sneering: "The youngest rising star player on the ladder will definitely not use skills to enter other people's dreams, and do such obscene things like a pervert."

The blue eyes under the sword eyebrows were icy cold, and the eyelashes showed cold arcs. The corners of Ling Lan's lips were also teased, and he didn't even have the thought of talking to Xia Huanye.

Only there is no denial.

"The seal on Yu He's body was also left by you?" Xia Huanye's voice dropped sharply, "You are really a pervert."

"I perverted?"

"What's in your closet, do you need me to remember it for you? Are you human?" Thinking of the objects she saw, Ling Lan sneered again and again, not bothering to do superficial tricks, "Who is the pervert?"

Yu He's expression became more and more strange, Ling Lan had to defend herself: "I admit that I have done something in your dream, but I did not do the mark on your body. I can only control the dream, I can't do it You leave traces on the outside."

"I can only communicate spiritually," he stressed.

The state of completely torn face.

Xia Huanye stood up and grabbed Ling Lan's neckline, throwing him to the ground.Unprepared, Ling Lan rolled twice on the ground, and the medicine bottles on the cabinet came crashing down like hail.

Lifting his face again, Ling Lan's face was covered with bloodstains, and his emotionless blue eyes combined with his expressionless expression only made him look more pervasive.

At this moment, the two prominent senior players turned into reckless men, beating and venting their anger with the most primitive fists.

But Yu He was a little uncertain again.

"It doesn't seem to be him." Yu He's fingers gripping the hem of the clothes tightened, and the knuckles turned crescent-colored white, "I seem to have two dreams..."

The two stopped abruptly.

Ling Lan eagerly asked about the follow-up.

Xia Huanye was almost dizzy in place, how could everyone steal food under his nose?

He's going crazy, who the hell is he!