Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

Song Yan brought Mu Xiu back to school, and before he entered the dormitory, Wang Anyuan's greasy grimace met him.

His weight should have exceeded 200 kilograms before his death, and his entire face was squeezed so that his eyes could hardly be seen.

As a ghost, he stood in front of the small entrance and exit door of the dormitory building, and Song Yan and Mu Xiu couldn't find a space to go in at all.

Song Yan stopped in his tracks, looked at Wang Anyuan trying to put on a wronged face for him, turned around and pulled Mu Xiu to the small forest behind the dormitory building.

Putting the earphone connected to the mobile phone into his left ear, Song Yan leaned against a tree, waiting for the dawdling Wang Anyuan to come over.

There is actually no sound in the earphones that are plugged in, but if he puts them on like this, even if someone accidentally bumps into the scene of him "talking to himself", it will be regarded as he is talking to someone.

With the start of a new campus life, he doesn't want to cause panic to too many people like in the past, or in other words, now he hopes to live a longer life as an ordinary person with Mu Xiu.

"Will you help me? Are you willing to help me play games?"

Wang Anyuan looked at Song Yan expectantly, and before Song Yan could speak, he had already begun to introduce the game he was too addicted to.

"Let me tell you, this game is very interesting and powerful, and you can make money by playing for others. It's even better to participate in district-level competitions, national-level competitions..."

Song Yan saw that Wang Anyuan was no longer in a hurry to speak, and only when he had enough to say, Song Yan spoke again.

"Sorry, I don't have time to play games, and I don't have your talent."

After Song Yan's words fell, Wang Anyuan's whole ghost became sleepy, and he felt a little smaller in an instant.

"You love to play games, and there is nothing wrong with focusing on what you like, but you should be clear that health is the foundation of all hobbies. If you give up your health, you will give up the games you love."

Song Yan didn't need to explain this truth, Wang Anyuan knew it too, but before his sudden death, he felt that death and misfortune were impossible to befall him.

"Do you know that you are wrong?" Song Yan stared at Wang Anyuan.

"So what if I know, I'm already dead..." Wang Anyuan stared at Song Yan, his gaze fell on the inexplicably terrifying Mu Xiu beside Song Yan, and he lowered his head again, pretending to be an obedient student.

"Do you have an inheritance that you can independently dispose of without disturbing your family and friends? Things that are hidden and can be sold also count."

Song Yan asked again, he still doesn't know how to play games for Wang Anyuan, but it is not without compromise.

"Yes, yes... In several of my game accounts, there are artifacts and magic pills that can be sold, at least... for 5 yuan." Wang Anyuan thought hard according to Song Yan's prompt, the game inheritance should also be considered an inheritance.

Although he doesn't play those games often, his status as a great master is unshakable. He is not willing to sell those treasures that made them fight day and night.

Song Yan glanced at him, pulled Mu Xiu over to the Internet cafe near the dormitory building.

Wang Anyuan has been exposed to video games since he was nine years old. After he entered junior high school and installed a computer at home, he became addicted to online games. From then until his death, all his focus and energy were devoted to these games.

He is very smart. He struggled half a semester into high school in the third year of junior high school. After struggling for a year in the third year of high school, he got a book. In the game world he likes, he is indeed a king and hegemony.

In the corner of the Internet cafe, Song Yan followed Wang Anyuan's prompt and listed some of his private account's game equipment for sale.

Wang Anyuan grimaced, his flesh was in excruciating pain, but there was nothing he could do. He asked Song Yan to help him, and it was right to pay him some money.

Song Yan continued to check information in the Internet cafe, and waited for the auction results by the way. After about an hour, money was transferred to the bank account he had listed.After logging back into the game, he traded the equipment.

Coming out of the Internet cafe, Song Yan took the two ghosts to the computer city near the school and asked Wang Anyuan to choose them himself.

Wang Anyuan looked at Song Yan with extreme suspicion, but a subtle expectation made him obediently follow Song Yan's instructions.

Wang Anyuan's eyes were high, and he directly picked a game notebook worth tens of thousands, and bought a wireless network card to install it.

He looked at Song Yan, his fat body was shaking up and down, he was so excited.

"Buy it for me? For me? Ah, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy... How is it possible, how many times have I dreamed about it with my parents, and they can't buy me a computer. !"

Song Yan ignored Wang Anyuan's excitement, the time was already 8:11 p.m., and the dormitory building was closed at [-]:[-], and they only had three hours left.

After walking for a while with the two ghosts, Song Yan took them to a room for three hours.

After entering the room, Song Yan turned up the volume of the TV to the maximum, opened the backpack he was carrying with him, put out the computer, put a few stones of different colors on it, and Song Yan continued to use temporarily prepared water in the crevices of the stones to soak Fingers draw a spirit array.

This process took almost an hour for Song Yan. He frowned, looked at Wang Anyuan again, and said, "Stand up."

Turning his eyes away, Song Yan looked at Mu Xiu who was sitting by the bed, and his tone was instantly gentler, "Wait for me a little longer."

"Okay," Mu Xiu nodded obediently, and continued to look at Song Yan with his chin resting on his shoulders, the color in his eyes was bright and he was unknowingly hot.

"Dingling bell..." The bell rang, Song Yan chanted in a low voice, and began to do the ritual.

Before seeing Wang Anyuan this evening, Song Yan actually didn't think much about him, but just had a whim, so he couldn't resist the idea of ​​experimenting. The final result depends on Wang Anyuan's luck.

Song Yan's inspiration came from the ghost market that Ye Muxiu took him to visit. The things there must exist in this world, which shows that there is a special transformation method, which is far more advanced than his special incense.

The scope of use of the specially made incense is limited to food and clothing, but not limited to the transformation array of the ghost market.

Fortunately, it was mentioned in Mu Xiu's collection of books, and he had seen the spirit array map, so he also wrote it down.

Song Yan was thinking of using it to deliver things to Mu Xiu in the future, but this was the first time he actually tried it out.

Four or ten minutes later, Song Yan stopped reciting and singing. The spiritual power he could muster was already enough, and Wang Anyuan might not be able to bear the impact of the spiritual power he had gathered if he continued.

Song Yan took three steps back and slowly sat next to Mu Xiu. Wang Anyuan in front of them changed from standing in a daze to standing with a computer in his arms. Iron dross.

"Stop!" Song Yan yelled to stop Wang Anyuan who was turning around and was about to slip away, his tone and expression were very strict.

"First, you can no longer use your past identity to play games, and you can buy them online. Second, you can't play games for more than eight hours a day. You must know that ghosts have a lifespan, and you shouldn't want to experience it again. The situation before death."

The obsession is about to be achieved, but because of playing games without restraint, the ghost body is too weak to dissipate, and Wang Anyuan is afraid that he will turn into a wraith in aggrieved form.

"Third, about the origin of your computer, you can't mention it to anyone or ghosts. If you fail to do any of these three points, your computer will disappear immediately, including all your game records."

When Song Yan was doing rituals, he directly added the contract together. How to use the computer he converted was Wang Anyuan's business, but to destroy it, it was just another ritual for Song Yan, which took about 10 minutes. less than.

"I ask you, can it be done?"

"Okay, okay!" Wang Anyuan looked at Song Yan gratefully, the whole ghost was flying, showing signs of being overtaken, but then stabilized again, his obsession with games was beyond ordinary.

"By the way, I will give you the rest of the money! Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!"

Wang Anyuan floated out of the room as he spoke, and then poked his head back again. After being excited, an exaggerated smile appeared on his face. He and Mu Xiu complimented, "Your boyfriend is so good, you are so lucky."

They have all turned into ghosts, and Mu Xiu's boyfriend still never leaves him.He never had a boyfriend or girlfriend like this.He became a ghost, and he also deeply felt the emotion of envy and jealousy.

After the words fell, Wang Anyuan retracted his head and did not appear again.

Song Yan didn't respond to Wang Anyuan's words, and didn't even bother to refute.

"My Yan Yan is very powerful." Mu Xiu looked away, wrapped his hands around Song Yan's waist, and pressed his body close to Song Yan's ear, and whispered, "Boyfriend..."

Song Yan turned his head, and met Mu Xiu's shy and burning eyes, and his eyes flickered accordingly.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the hotel room was different.

And he couldn't refute Mu Xiu and Wang Anyuan's words, the relationship between him and Mu Xiu had already surpassed that of normal friends.

Mu Xiu's erratic figure suddenly shifted from Song Yan's side to the front of Song Yan, bent down and lowered his head, and kissed Song Yan's lips accurately. He was no longer content with the gentle rubbing in the past, but tried to poke in and taste carefully. The smell of Song Yan.

Song Yan raised his face and eyes to look at Mu Xiu, his eyes were very round, but his hands subconsciously just supported himself backwards instead of pushing away the reckless Mu Xiu.

Mu Xiu kissed lightly, continued to lean forward, held Song Yan's wrist little by little, and slowly pulled it away. He and Song Yan were lying on the bed together.

"Moxiu...are you sleepy?"

Song Yan blinked his eyes lightly, his head was already a little confused, he couldn't figure out what Mu Xiu was going to do with him lying down, obviously he could kiss while sitting, right?Lying down because Mu Xiu was sleepy?want to sleep?

Mu Xiu didn't answer, he gently stroked Song Yan's hair, and then raised Song Yan's chin again, he continued to bully, exploring tirelessly between Song Yan's lips and teeth.

A steaming flame ignited in Song Yan's heart, and continued to burn, spreading the heat throughout his body.With a jerk, his toes curled up.

He should push Mu Xiu away. In theory, he can push Mu Xiu away. Mu Xiu is indeed stronger than him, but Mu Xiu has never used his strength to restrain him.

But the continuous restless movement of his body made Song Yan lose the strength to push away, and it still burned away his reason and determination little by little.

"Mu..." Song Yan had an intuition that he couldn't continue like this, but the moment he opened his mouth, Mu Xiu invaded and his tongue was entangled.

Song Yan closed his eyes and opened them again. He rolled over and pressed Mu Xiu under his body, and restrained Mu Xiu's hand that was trying to take off his clothes, slowly pulled it up and pressed it on top of his head.

Mu Xiu then opened his eyes, one black and one amber, but as clear as spring light, like running water, a slight blush crawled up his cheeks, his eye sockets, he looked at Song Yan, as if he was still immersed in the excitement just now and indulgence.

"Huh?" He didn't seem to understand why Song Yan was looking down at him like this.

"Mo Xiu, we'll just be the same as in the past... okay?"

Song Yan asked, but did not let go of Mu Xiu's hand. Mu Xiu's sudden aggressiveness made him a little strange. Similarly, he was also frightened by his body's reaction.

He is not quite used to this state where the heartbeat is so fast that he cannot perceive it accurately, his reason is not online, and his emotions cannot be controlled by himself.Accompanied by the urge to wake up his body, it was more difficult to restrain than ever.

The reddish eyes of Mu Xiu's excited eyes dissipated little by little, and his eyes lowered, "Sorry, I was in a hurry."

Frowning slightly, Mu Xiu was a little surprised at his loss of control, but when Song Yan looked at him, he wanted to do something to Song Yan, and this moment was no exception.

Song Yan looked at Mu Xiu's frowning look of disappointment, his mouth moved, turned over and sat aside, and let go of the restraint on Mu Xiu.

"I...I'm not ready yet," Song Yan whispered, he was not ready to live a "husband and wife" life with Ghost King Muxiu, maybe in the future, but it was not in his immediate plan.

"I know, I'm in a hurry." Mu Xiu leaned closer, and rubbed Song Yan's cheek softer and more cautiously than before. Originally, he just wanted to kiss Song Yan, but when he kissed, his behavior lost control .

"I was wrong, can Yan Yan forgive me?"

Mu Xiu continued to ask, tilting his head slightly, and showing his bottomless expression of being obedient and cute.

Seeing Mu Xiu like this, Song Yan really couldn't be angry, not to mention that he wasn't angry with Mu Xiu at first, he was just slightly frightened by Mu Xiu and himself.

Song Yan nodded slightly, turned his head over, and approached slowly, his lips touched Mu Xiu's.

This was the first time he kissed Mu Xiu, he was a little nervous, but it was okay, the joy in Mu Xiu's eyes made him feel that there was nothing wrong with doing so.And the soothing effect seems to be more effective than touching Mu Xiu's hair and face.

After the kiss was over, Song Yan leaned his head against Mu Xiu's neck and exhaled lightly.

"Moxiu, I didn't mean to blame you, I think... I fell in love with you."

The word liking was once extremely unfamiliar to Song Yan. His emotions were very light, and he didn't have too strong emotions for most things about humans and ghosts. Xiu has repeatedly made exceptions here.

He once warned himself that "human beings and ghosts have different paths" has no deterrent effect in the face of such a straightforward emotion as "like".He tried to restrain himself, but it was useless, so it was time to face his emotions directly.

Like...he likes Mu Xiu, that's right.