Chapter 141

After not seeing each other for so many days, there was only one thing Chen Zui wanted to do most. He pressed the person lying on the bed from behind, pinched Le Ziyou's chin to turn his head a little, and kissed him directly to suck in his yang energy.

He had never experienced anything so addictive before, which was probably the downside of being a ghost.

Chen Zui's kiss was fierce, as if he wanted to eat Le Ziyou into his stomach. His endless yang energy was sucked away, making his desire even more difficult to satisfy.

While enduring Chen Zui's kiss, Le Ziyou felt himself gradually becoming weak, but he was not afraid and was even looking forward to it, because he knew what kind of happiness would be waiting for him after that.

She was kissed without any resistance, and her tongue was rolled away by Chen Zui like food.

Mi Jin was lying on the door panel outside. The room was quiet. He heard neither the horrible singing nor Le Ziyou's voice. This made him very anxious. Could it be that Le Ziyou was too arrogant just now and angered the ghost, and now he has been killed?

He knocked on the door hard: "Lezi? Lezi, are you still alive?"

Chen first returned the yang energy to Le Ziyou. He heard the weak man groan because of the return of yang energy, and observed Le Ziyou's face gradually regaining its color from pale.

Le Ziyou also noticed that Chen Zui had begun to return his yang energy to him. He closed his eyes and greedily entangled with Chen Zui's tongue. Chen Zui deliberately stepped back, and Le Ziyou stuck out his tongue and chased him like a puppy.

The tip of the tongue is tilted upwards and hooked back.

Chen Zui bit it, and he sucked in the Yang energy deeply. Now he was in a good mood, and the kiss became passionate, returning the Yang energy to Le Ziyou bit by bit.

Le Ziyou felt like he was soaking in a hot spring on a snowy mountain. The coldness wrapped in warmth attacked him at the same time. Whenever he felt the sting of the coldness, the warmth would flood over him, making him feel even more comfortable.

Just like the candy tastes sweeter after crying.

This is the feeling he has been looking forward to and missing these days.

It's just not enough.

So gentle.

He wanted Chen Zui to make a final move and return all his yang energy to him at once. He opened his watery eyes, and although he couldn't see, he knew where Chen Zui was from the position of the kiss.

And now he knows what Chen Chang looks like.

I want to see him in real life, and I’m curious about what expression that face would have when I kissed it.

This idea popped up in his head for a moment, but it was not the most urgent thing for him at the moment. While kissing, he mumbled: "Chen Zui."

"Um?"

In such a passionate situation, Chen Zui's voice was still cold, but this basin of cold water did not extinguish Le Ziyou's passion, but made him more vigorous.

"Give me back all my Yang energy at once."

This request surprised Chen Zui. He still remembered clearly how Le Ziyou looked every time he deliberately gave it all back to him at once. He clearly looked as if he couldn't stand it, so it turned out that he was enjoying it.

Really good at being bullied.

"What did you say?" Chen Zui asked, with even less yang energy returning.

Le Ziyou stared blankly ahead, his mind a little confused. He raised his hand and eagerly grabbed Chen Zui, grabbed the open collar of his windbreaker, and shook it gently: "Be a little mean to me."

Chen Zui narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Le Ziyou didn't realize how shameful his words were. He was so smart that he didn't even need Chen Zui's guidance and added, "Please."

Chen Zui had completely stopped and returned his yang energy to him. He hadn't realized before that Le Ziyou was quite good at seducing people.

Biting Le Ziyou's lips, he asked, "How do you beg me?"

Le Ziyou was dazed, and the hand that was holding his collar shook anxiously: "Just like this, please."

Chen Zui chuckled and even stopped kissing. He stood up and sat down on the edge of the bed. Le Ziyou turned his head back and put it on his lap, looking aggrieved. How come he didn't get anything and all the things he had given him before stopped?

At least, he had to continue kissing her, and he could still steal a few breaths of cold ghost energy to cool down.

Le Ziyou wanted to climb up, but Chen Zui held his shoulders and he couldn't move. He raised his head in a daze. Chen Zui had only given him a little bit of yang energy so far, so that he was really weak now and kept sweating. The worry about his body and the needs of his desires made him urgently want to get his own yang energy back.

Chen Zui: "Want Yang energy?"

Le Ziyou nodded.

Chen Zui lifted his hand from his shoulder and placed it on his head, pressing down harder: "Your Yang Qi is all here. Whether you want to take it back bit by bit or all at once, it's up to you."

Le Ziyou lowered his head and saw the only solid part of Chen Zui's blurry body.

He had played with it for a while out of curiosity when he left that day. Although it was still hidden under the cloth, he had an impression of it in his mind, so now he wanted to -

What does this guy think of other people’s yang energy!

But Le Ziyou couldn't give it up. He was so weak now that he was tired even from breathing. What's more, that was his own yang energy, so why shouldn't he give it up?

He raised his head and looked at Chen Zui: "You..."

This is too bullying.

Chen Zui: "Now you are in control."

This sentence confused Le Ziyou. How could he still have control over Chen Zui?

How fresh, exciting and fascinating.

So even though he knew that it was just money placed in a trap to lure him, he still wanted to jump on it.

What's more, that money is related to his life and he cannot give it up.

Le Ziyou looked over again and realized once again that he had underestimated ghosts before. It was unexpected that a ghost could play so many tricks.

He, as a living being, feels ashamed of himself.

Sweat slid down his cheeks. Le Ziyou could not hold on any longer. If he did not recover some yang energy, he might faint.

Le Ziyou took a deep breath and started to move. It was just a big popsicle. When he saw it without any obstruction, he realized that it was probably because Chen Zui was unconscious last time.

Because now it's completely normal.

But it's still cold, and my hands may even feel a little icy if I hold it for a long time.

For your own yang energy!

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Le Ziyou took a bite and it was so cool that it cooled his mouth instantly. It was really refreshing to have such a bite on such a hot summer night.

As Lezi started to suck on the ice, he had the illusion that he could suck on ice chips, or that his tongue could be stuck to them, just like licking an iron gate in the northern winter.

But it turns out that the temperature has not reached that level, but the taste is like an iron gate.

Le Ziyou was anxious to get his yang energy back, so he took big gulps of it.

Chen Zui just kept staring at him as if he was looking at a greedy squirrel.

Le Ziyou sucked hard on the popsicle and tried to melt the front end with his tongue so that he could drink some of the delicious liquid inside, which would make him energetic.

Although Chen Zui is a ghost, according to common sense he should not have any feelings, but - his system Aotian thinks this is not acceptable. It cannot let anyone suffer the same loss as its host.

So I used points to change some of his data.

So Chen Zui's feelings in this regard have not changed from when he was a living person.

He could feel the warmth of his mouth and the softness of his tongue.

Jerky but positive.

The experience is perfect.

Looking at Le Ziyou's hair soaked with sweat, he gave him some yang energy to recover.

Le Ziyou, who was already feeling dizzy, finally took a bite, but it was not enough. So much Yang energy had been sucked away from him, and he became even more impatient and tried hard to take all his Yang energy back.

His cheeks were sunken from sucking on the popsicle, and he kept swallowing.

"Here it is." Mi Jin, who was outside the door, went to the elevator entrance and brought the locksmith over.

He did not run away. Although he was very scared, he still had to do something when he thought that Le Ziyou might have died in there.

The locksmith asked him if he had locked the door.

"No."

So the locksmith took out a small card and inserted it into the crack of the door near the lock.

Chen Zui no longer controlled his Yang energy and enjoyed watching the little hamster eat.

He heard a noise at the door and took a look.

"Huh?" The locksmith looked confused.

Mi Jin was nervous: "What's wrong?"

The locksmith took the small card out through the crack in the door. It was strange that he didn't cut it open, but he didn't say anything because it would make him look unprofessional and affect his business.

"fine."

He changed the way he unlocked the door and started through the peephole.

Mi Jin searched for masters on his phone, but every one he looked like a scammer like them. There was no point in calling the police, right?

He was so anxious that he kept scratching his head.

Leziyou sucked the popsicle in big mouthfuls, but he couldn't finish it in one bite. He just wanted to suck out the runny core.

He licked the liquid that he had sucked out from the tip of the popsicle, and tried to separate the liquid from the popsicle with his tongue, but failed, so he sank his cheeks and sucked hard again.

This time, he finally sucked out the liquid from the popsicle, and just as he expected, it all came out at once, and he didn't even have time to swallow it.

The locksmith outside removed the peephole this time, put a wire through the peephole, and hooked it towards the door handle.

Mi Jin called a master, but he didn't dare to tell the master locksmith in front of him, for fear that he would run away without opening the door, so he went to the safety passage.

Chen Zui slowly let out a breath and looked at the trembling Le Ziyou. He was quite cruel to himself and he was really not afraid of hurting himself.

I originally wanted to punish him, but now it seems like I'm rewarding him.

The locksmith controlled the wire to hook the door handle and pushed upwards.

But the door handle, haunted by the ghost, did not move at all.

Chen Zui picked up Le Ziyou and put him on his lap, straightened his clothes, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pinched his chin, and stared at his face that didn't know what day it was.

I feel like you can get 100% favorability by being rough with them a few times.

Tsk.

accurate.

Patting Le Ziyou's face, he wondered if this guy still remembered that he was a ghost, or if he just wanted to please him.

When Mi Jin came back from the phone call, he saw the locksmith sweating profusely. "What's wrong? Can't open it?"

The locksmith encountered the biggest challenge of his career and smiled awkwardly: "Your door lock is quite special."

Mi Jin thought, of course it's special, the ghost lock...

The locksmith said, "Let me try again."

Le Ziyou finally recovered from the extreme happiness. The first thought that popped into his head was that it would break if he continued like this. This thing was addictive!

Realizing that he was probably being hugged by Chen Zui, Le Ziyou secretly glanced in the direction of Chen Zui's head.

For safety.

He smiled and said, "So we're reconciled now?"

I still have to think of other ways to escape or get rid of Chen Zui. When I think of the singing, the blood, and the door that can't be opened, this dark, forced and dangerous "love".

He doesn't want it.

He leaned on Chen Zui's shoulder and said, "I will never run away again."

Chen Zui: "Are you in love with me?"

Le Ziyou blinked his eyes, raised his hand and touched the face he couldn't see, looking obsessed and affectionate.

"Well, I'm in love with you. You're the only one who can make me so happy. I can't live without you anymore."

He seemed so genuine and sincere.

Chen Zui grabbed the hand that fell on his face and asked: "How are you going to prove that you love me?"

Le Ziyou: ...

It's really hard to cheat.

"How do you want me to prove it?"

He felt his hand being grabbed, and Chen Zui's thumb was gently stroking the back of his hand. He didn't answer his question for a moment, as if he was thinking.

He already felt a little regretful. He thought his answer was wrong. What if he asked him to sleep with him?

The thumb stroking the back of his hand stopped.

Then he heard Chen Zui say, "Kill Mi Jin to prove that you love me."