Museum of the Dead

Fei Yan was lying on the bed, being hugged tightly by Yin Luan. He couldn't open his eyes when he was sitting there, but now he couldn't sleep again.

After a while, he felt something hard against his buttocks.

Fei Yan: "..."

But the other party just hugged him like this, without speaking or doing anything else.

After a long while, Fei Yan couldn't help but finally said, "Well...I actually...can...can..."

Yin Lu'an hugged him tighter, "Don't talk."

Fei Yan felt that the other party's breathing became heavier, but he still didn't make any other movements.

He knew that the curator was worried that his body would not be able to bear it.

Fei Yan himself was quite obedient, and started talking about Junqing's past, "Do you believe what he said just now?"

Yin Luan paused for a moment, then replied, "I believe."

Then he asked, "Do you believe it?"

Fei Yan nodded, and remembered that his back was facing Yin Luan, so he hurriedly said, "I trust him just like you."

"why?"

Fei Yan thought for a while: "Because you believe it, why don't I believe it?"

Yin Luan smiled, kissed his hair, touched his head and said, "Honestly."

Fei Yan continued: "What I said just now is the truth. But there are other reasons, you think, since Hades told Tian Ling and Hu Po that there is a possibility to find memories here, then we will naturally have information about these when we come."

"It's just that this time we happened to meet Zhang Fan on the road, and Zhang Fan happened to know Lao Wei again. Lao Wei took us to Dead Man's Bay, so we could meet Junqing."

Yin Lu'an: "How can there be such a coincidence in this world?"

When Fei Yan recalled the previous missions, he found the undead after many hardships, as if he had gone through an adventure.

He suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked Yin Luan: "Could it be that Hades deliberately let us happen?"

Seeing his surprised look, Yin Lu'an's eyes were wide open, and she couldn't help biting his lips hard.

Afterwards, he planted a thin layer of kisses on Fei Yan's face before giving up.

"Yan Yan, you are so smart."

Fei Yan has been praised for being cute, handsome, and honest since he was a child, but he has never been praised for being smart. Neither are superior.

But the big guy in front of him was boasting that he was smart.

Fei Yan couldn't help but blush, and teased him on purpose: "Where is a genius, I just spend the time other people read comic books on reasoning."

Yin Luan: "..."

Fei Yan raised his eyebrows, "I've seen all the comic books under your pillow."

"What... "Forcing and Looting", the domineering president's... what is it... I forgot..." Fei Yan laughed again as he spoke.

Yin Luan: "..."

Yin Lu An Guang couldn't eat it, but Fei Yan was really attractive. He felt very itchy, so he could only kiss/kiss down the other person's collarbone and tickle him again.

"Ah..." Fei Yan couldn't get away, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Hearing Fei Yan's voice, Yin Lu'an didn't dare to tease him anymore, after all he felt that his lower body was swollen too much.

"Don't do it... I'm ticklish..." Fei Yan couldn't stop laughing, his fists couldn't be exerted at all.

"Don't do it anymore." Yin Luan stopped, spit all his breath into Fei Yan's ear, and said in his hoarse voice: "Yanyan, you are so sexy."

Fei Yan: "..."

When it's over, he's hard too.

Yin Luan smiled, "Yanyan..."

He yelled over and over again.

Fei Yan felt that every time he yelled, his thing would get harder.

In the end, he felt his lower body stand upright, still clinging to Yin Luan's thigh.

Fei Yan wanted to move away quietly, but the other party clamped his legs maliciously, making him unable to move.

Fei Yan, who has nowhere to turn for help: "..."

Yin Luan deliberately rubbed there, and said in a hoarse voice again: "Yanyan... Yanyan... I want you."

Fei Yan couldn't refuse just by hearing the voice, and finally compromised.

With red eyes, he said, "You... you... take it easy."

Fei Yan's voice had obviously softened due to the playfulness just now, and there was a bit of an ending at the end.

Yin Lu'an said that if he endured at this time, he would not be a man.

The overwhelming kisses fell on Fei Yan's body uninterrupted, and after a while, his neck was covered with pale pink or purple "strawberries".

Fei Yan's breathing immediately became rapid, and Yin Lu'an was afraid that he would not be able to breathe, and immediately slowed down.

Fei Yan's body was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and his own energy could not nourish him when he was doing tasks, but he must not have any accidents at this time.

But he really couldn't bear it.

Fei Yan panted/breathed in a low voice, and pinched/clamped/clamped the opponent's leg.

If it's Yin Lu'an, he won't hurt himself.

He believed in him.

This man who has saved himself time and time again, this man who has observed by his side for two years but dare not tell himself.

Thankfully he knew all this.

I know how important the curator is to me, and how much he likes me.

Yin Lu'an asked every time he scored a point.

"Yanyan, does it hurt?"

"Well...it doesn't hurt."

"If you feel uncomfortable, just say it, don't bear it, and don't bite your lips, call out whether it hurts or feels comfortable."

"If it hurts, I'll stop."

"okay."

Yin Luan continued to move, because Yin Ren's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Yan Yan, I may have to break my promise."

Fei Yan was lying there with his lips slightly parted and the corners of his eyes glowing beautifully. At this moment, he couldn't speak at all.

"I probably won't stop."

After Yin Lu'an said this sentence, Fei Yan felt the truth of this sentence.

Real, so real.

The whole morning, Yin Lu'an didn't stop until Fei Yan couldn't even lift a finger up.

Fei Yan was dizzy, but he wasn't injured. Although Yin Lu'an knew how to smell, his handling was extremely gentle and cared for him.

Ok.

Fei Yan thought of that sentence again—an old virgin who has just tasted meat for more than 1000 years is simply a beast.

So Fei Yan slept through the night.

When he woke up, he saw Yin Luan's infinitely enlarged handsome face.

"I seem to have a dream."

To be honest, Fei Yan was awakened by a nightmare.

In the dream, he saw Yin Luan, who was Yin Luan when he was a general.

He was dressed in armor, but thousands of swords pierced his heart, and he knelt down on the battlefield——

He died in this position.

It is really tragic that the seemingly great, heroic and invincible general died in such a tragic way.

Only then did Fei Yan realize that his back was covered with cold sweat, and he ignored the pain behind, jumped up from the bed, and hugged Yin Lu'an tightly.

Yin Luan patted him on the back in fright, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Is it... I hurt you?"

Fei Yan refused to let go. In the dream, the curator with loose pupils and blood on his lips made him dare not let go, because he was afraid that Yin Luan would really become like that once he let go.

So... Is everything I dreamed about true or false? Is it because I was too worried or did Yin Luan die like this?

How did the curator, an ordinary person, become a ghost messenger?

Hades, he...would he have known all this long ago?

Fei Yan didn't dare to imagine, so he could only hold tightly to the person in front of him.

"Boss!"

"Well, I'm here." Yin Luan followed his back, only to find that his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

Fei Yan's physical condition is poor now, and his immunity has dropped to an unknown degree, so he is very likely to get sick.

Although the illness can be eliminated by one's own energy after completing the mission and returning to the museum, if one falls ill here, one will suffer for real.

Yin Luan didn't want Fei Yan to have any risk of getting sick, so he let go of him, looked into his eyes and explained, "I'll get you a basin of hot water to wipe you off."

Fei Yan, who is normally sensible, hugged him desperately this time and refused to let him go.

Yin Luan was helpless, but he couldn't bear to break free from him, so he could only increase the decibel: "Tianling!"

After a while there was a knock on the door.

The small hotel where they stayed, Tianling and the others were just next door, the facilities here were not good, and the sound insulation effect was particularly poor, they would definitely be able to hear Yin Luan's yelling.

Fei Yan's nasal voice was particularly strong, "Why are you calling Tianling?"

Yin Luan let go of him now, and wrapped him tightly again with a quilt, "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so ask him to bring you some clothes, and get some hot water for you, and I'll give you a bath."

At this time, Fei Yan felt that his behavior just now was self-willed and shameful. He covered half of his face with a quilt, and was afraid of being laughed at by Tianling, so he whispered: "I'm fine, don't call him anymore."

It's really not good. If someone is a ghost, and fetches clothes and water for himself, how much face does he have!

Fei Yan couldn't bear it.

But at this time, Tian Ling shouted back from the next door: "Boss, what are you doing?"

Fei Yan: "..."

Yin Luan didn't feel ashamed, and replied seriously: "I want a new set of pajamas, a basin of hot water and towels."

Fuck, why does it feel like two people are singing a duet like a folk song?

Thinking about it this way, the feeling of loss just now suddenly improved a lot. Fei Yan stared at Yin Luan. When words like "pajamas" and "towels" came out of his mouth just now, he felt extremely at ease.

It is down-to-earth.

It was only now that Fei Yan realized that he was going to be served by two bosses, and he felt very uneasy, "I'm going to treat Tianling to dinner when I go back."

Yin Lu'an knew that he was sorry, and comforted him: "It's okay, I will give him a credit, this kid is not bad."

Fei Yan recalled the dream just now, and finally said: "Do you... know the complete memory?"

Only now did Yin Lu'an understand why the other party suddenly stopped him and refused to let him go, "Are you dreaming?"

Fei Yan nodded and told him all the scenes in the dream.

Yin Luan frowned, "It seems that the king of Hades gave you a dream."

Fei Yan was surprised, he always thought that he was worried about Yin Luan, so he would think about it every day and dream at night, but judging from what he said now——

The picture in the dream should be real.

But why did Hades entrust him with a dream?Does he...have a past with Yin Lu'an?

If there is a past, what is his identity?

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Fei Yan's thoughts.

Yin Luan frowned, if it was Tianling, he probably wouldn't knock on the door so politely without saying a word.

There were three rhythmic knocks on the door, and then a heavy voice came.

"General, it's me."

It's Junqing.

Fei Yan couldn't bear to hear this flattering and cowardly voice.

Yin Luan stood up and opened the door——

With a basin in his hand and pajamas on his shoulders, Junqing lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking.

"Thank you." Yin Luan took the basin and clothes, and stopped talking.

Junqing raised his head, his eyes lit up, but he didn't know where to put them. In the end, he lowered his head, but his mood was obviously different.

He didn't say anything in the end, he gave a full salute and left.

After being wiped down and changed into clothes, Fei Yan felt much more comfortable.

He asked, "Where are Tianling and Amber?"

Yin Lu'an was twisting the towel without raising her head: "It's next door."

"No, I mean in the memory, about their ending."

Yin Lu'an's hands twisting the towel paused, "I died for love."

In fact, Fei Yan probably guessed in his heart that Tianling was returning to the light, and he must not be able to survive with ancient medical technology.

As for Amber... The ancient women's belief in love is immeasurable.

It's a pity that in the end, lovers can't get married in the end.

Then the three of them...how did they become ghost messengers?

The author has something to say: Yanyan: If you calm down, can I get sick?

Curator: Honey, I simply can't stop seeing you.

Tianling and Amber: We are such a miserable couple.

Thank you for your favorites!