Greedy Guan Zheng

Yan Chan likes to be hugged from behind. The close contact of their skin always gives her a sense of fulfillment, as if her whole heart is filled.

Yan Chan sat behind Guan Zheng with her legs half bent, her warm breath spraying on Guan Zheng's neck. She could kiss her by just turning her head slightly.

Of course, she did.

His tall nose bridge rested against Guan Zheng's chin, and his kiss was like freshly fallen rain, sparse at first and then becoming dense until it wet the entire ground.

Yan Chan did not miss any corner of her neck, even the hair that accidentally slipped down was cherished by her.

Guan Zheng tilted her head slightly to facilitate Yan Chan's movements.

At this moment, she had no time to think. The kiss on her neck made her shoulders tremble slightly, and the collar that had fallen to her shoulders further confirmed it, showing signs of slipping off.

Yan Chan's left hand, which was originally around her lower abdomen, began to slide upwards along her waistline. Every inch it passed made her tremble a little, and the sounds she made were incoherent.

Guan Zheng half-closed her eyes and very accurately grasped Yan Chan's rebellious left hand, trying to bring it back to its original place, but unexpectedly, she was held back.

Yan Chan rubbed Guan Zheng's slender fingers for a while, then interlocked their fingers with hers, and their heartbeats were clearly audible where their fingers touched.

Because she lowered her head, her hair fell on Guan Zheng's left shoulder, completely covering most of it, with only a little white occasionally showing through.

The hair sliding up and down gave Guan Zheng a slight itch, and she half opened her eyes, but there was no clarity in her eyes, which were filled with confusion.

Yan Chan didn't tie her hair up tonight. Doesn't that mean she doesn't plan to do it until the end?

Guan Zheng stopped thinking and just let this doubt keep echoing in her mind.

But she wanted to, she wanted to very much.

Thinking that the fragrance had begun to waft out of her body without her noticing.

She knew Yan Chan must have smelled it, otherwise she wouldn't kiss him so hard, leaving faint red marks where her kiss had touched him.

Her kiss finally stopped at her shoulder.

If the tingling sensation had not yet subsided, Guan Zheng would have doubted whether Yan Chan had never been there.

She withdrew quickly, so quickly that she left Guan Zheng easily without any reluctance.

Guan Zheng was still panting and leaning in her arms, with some rationality returning to her eyes.

It was not yet completely dark, but Guan Zheng leaned over to hook down the curtains on both sides, and without hesitation, she grabbed the hairband next to the oil lamp.

Yan Chan's arms were still loosely holding Guan Zheng's waist, fearing that she would accidentally fall off the bed.

She saw clearly what Guan Zheng was holding in her hand, and her eyes, which had almost lost their lust, were filled with an ambiguous look again.

What a greedy beauty.

Thinking of what might happen next, Yan Chan's throat rolled a few times and he licked his lips.

His eyes were always on Guan Zheng, watching every move she made.

Feeling the warmth in her arms suddenly withdrawn, Guan Zheng now knelt opposite Yan Chan, holding the hairband in both hands like a treasure.

Yan Chan didn't look at the hairband, but stared straight into Guan Zheng's beautiful eyes.

Yan Chan's eyes moved slightly and he blinked.

Guan Zheng's rosy cheeks were like the sunset glow at this moment.

Yan Chan lowered her head and looked at the hairband in her hand. One end of the hairband was hanging on the bed and swirled.

Suddenly, Guan Zheng came closer. Before Yan Chan could take his eyes off the hairband, he looked up and saw her face so close to him.

Yan Chan's eyes were level with Guan Zheng's soft lips, which she had tasted before.

Because she wanted to help Yan Chan tie her hair, Guan Zheng had to raise her body a little and let her ten fingers wander and weave through her hair.

Yan Chan did not stop her, but just watched her trembling body swaying in the air. Thinking that her legs were weak just now, Yan Chan "kindly" fixed his hands on the base of her thighs to support her shaky body.

"Have you thought about what will happen next?"

Guan Zheng didn't answer, but just fixed the hairband on her head.

She tied a knot that Yanchan often tied for her.

bow tie.

She tied it very securely, and it wouldn't come loose easily even if she moved a little.

Giving up on such a thing halfway might not be a big deal for Yan Chan, but it would be very unbearable for her.

"It doesn't matter if you're a little heavier this time." Guan Zheng nestled in Yan Chan's arms, playing with the clothes on her chest with her fingers. The neatness of the clothes made her look unhappy.

So she deliberately ruffled Yan Chan's clothes.

Yan Chan didn't give her the chance to continue making trouble, he grabbed her wrist and kissed her all the way down.

......

Yan Chan lifted her robe and covered her lower abdomen, blocking out the boundless beauty, with her knees pressed there.

The fabric was not rough, but it was still too stimulating for Guan Zheng.

Yan Chan did not disappoint her instructions and his attack was accurate and powerful.

Guan Zheng felt as if she was floating in the clouds and then sinking in the sea.

But she had tasted better, so how could she be willing to do this?

So she held Yan Chan's hand that was supporting her neck.

This thing that made her extremely happy was right here, within her reach.

Yan Chan paused, followed her gaze, and finally looked at her own hand.

Then she chuckled, stood up and pinched Guan Zheng's nose.

Guan Zheng had just hummed when she felt a gentle hand on her waist. It seemed ambiguous, but she could actually feel that Yan Chan was just using her hand to support his body.

She fell into a full embrace until she was filled.

What a greedy little guy who only cares about enjoying himself, Yan Chan thought as he put his finger in.

She put on a pair of gloves that fit her hands well, warm and snug.

This was enough to keep her warm until she got out of the snow and wind.

......

afterwards

Yan Chan gently touched Guan Zheng's closed eyes with her fingertips.

The eyes that were injured by lime a few days ago have completely healed.

Yan Chan recalled how Guan Zheng looked at her with bright eyes tonight.

She brushed past him lovingly and lay down beside Guan Zheng.

They are about to set off.

Yan Chan felt a faint sense of anticipation in her heart. She had a hunch that the Four Sea Conches were in the Buqi Pond.

This was not just a random guess on her part. Considering the various clues she had obtained, this possibility was very high.

However, Gao Tinghan's attitude is unpredictable.

He first spread the news that the Four Conches were in Fengdu Ghost Market, and then directed them to Buqi Pond.

Yan Chan couldn't figure out what was so valuable about her that Gao Tinghan would find valuable.

He must be involved in the "bloodbath at Fengdu Ghost Market" incident, and Yan Chan has already classified him into the Ghost King camp.

What can a piece of bone be used for?

Do you want to resurrect the Ghost King’s brother?

She had been in this novel for so long and had never heard of any magic that could revive people using bones.

But Yan Chan always felt that things were not that simple.

She recalled their first meeting. Gao Tinghan looked really helpless at that time. His fear at that time... Can it be acted so realistically?

If he really acted, he should be given an award.

A thought suddenly flashed through Yan Chan's mind.

He didn't come here on purpose...

Yan Chan thought about it and quickly threw the idea out of her mind. How could this be possible...

Yan Chan can guarantee that there is nothing special about him except that he came from a book.

The more he thought about it, the more confused his thoughts became, so Yan Chan simply let himself go.

Finally, I couldn't resist the sleepiness that swept over me and fell into a dream.

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Hidden corner

The spider was crawling on the ground, watching Gao Tinghan fiddling with something on the ground.

It raised one leg and rubbed it twice on the hem of Gao Tinghan's clothes that were spread on the ground, then scratched its head.

He never expected that his slight and negligible movement would be noticed by Gao Tinghan.

"Are you just going to rub your dirty claws on me?" His tone was full of dissatisfaction. He didn't even turn his head, still fiddling with the things in his hand.

"Oh my God, do you have eyes on your back? Why didn't you tell me such an important thing?" The spider was puzzled and shocked. The spider jumped back a few steps, but it was too small at the moment and the dust it stirred up was negligible.

"If you have a brain problem, go get it treated." He stopped what he was doing, turned his head and smiled sinisterly at Spider, saying, "Of course, if you want me to treat you, I'll charge a fee."

"Be a human being..." The spider shuddered, staring at Gao Tinghan with its eight eyes, wondering what it was thinking.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll mercifully tell you some good news."

The spider heard that his tone was indeed much happier than before, and moved its legs to crawl towards him again.

"In the near future, the Ghost King will finally wake up." This is the ending he deduced.

His deductions had never been wrong, just like when he deduced that he would meet Yan Chan on that street.

And in his deduction a few days ago, he learned that Yan Chan could get him what he wanted.

So he took advantage of the Painted Skin Lady and used the songs she sang to bring Yan Chan to the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

He just didn't expect that there would be one more person traveling with him, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't affect his plan.

After all, deduction is not omniscient and there will always be some unexpected events.

For example, one of the items he needed was damaged.

Fortunately, there are alternatives.

He thought, as long as the ending is good, what does it matter if the process is a little tortuous?

Then he began to hum a ballad, a ballad that only he and the spirit had heard.

The spider just looked at him quietly, but the news Gao Tinghan brought it really made it very happy. It wanted to talk to him several times, but unfortunately Gao Tinghan seemed to be completely immersed in his own world, so it had to stop talking.

The spider was helpless and sighed.

The spider rubbed his clothes with its dirty feet again.

To the spider's surprise, it was blown away.

He was pretending, and it knew that this person would never be able to be completely defenseless with anyone, even a spider.

Yes, even a spider, spiders cry with tears in their eyes.

The scheming man was looking expressionlessly at the spider that was knocked to the ground and was trying hard to move its many legs to turn over.

He made a sound of clicking, lightly tapped two fingers together, and flicked them. Although the spider was coming towards him, it was flicked away again.

Spiders have a hard life.