On the Harmonious Life of Ghost Gong

With this kind of GAY intimate posture in GAY, the two went downstairs to the boys' dormitory.

Many male students on the road cast surprised glances. He Yizhi looked around and found that there were no ghosts.

It wasn't He Yizhi's intentional alienation, but just now that he was sticky and rubbed back and forth, his trousers couldn't help propping up a small tent.

Fortunately, the loose school uniform is not obvious, but they can't be as close as before, otherwise they will definitely be discovered, so that He Yizhi can only distance himself.

Zhou Changmo glanced at He Yizhi who was half a meter away from him, and said in a cold tone, "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

He Yizhi's face froze, and then he hesitated: "Didn't you give me a piece of talisman paper before, I think... it shouldn't be a big problem."

"..." It was only then that Zhou Changmo remembered that he had indeed given the talisman paper, and felt as if he had lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot.

Zhou Changmo's complexion was even worse, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The two people behind reached the fifth floor. Seeing that the 502 dormitory was in front of them, He Yizhi's eyes lit up, and he rushed over with a burst of strength.

"Squeak" pushed the door open, He Yizhi didn't even look at Zhou Changmo anymore, and immediately rushed to the bathroom to solve his problem.

He Yizhi's reaction was so extreme that Zhou Changmo felt as if he was thrown away after being used up, and it was a one-off kind, and his face turned dark immediately.

Unaware that his roommate was angry again, He Yizhi was staring at his small tent in the bathroom, very distressed.

He Yizhi blamed the small tent: "It's really worthless! Isn't it just rubbing twice, and you will have to be soft when you meet a bigger scale in the future!"

A worthless little tent: "..."

"Hmph! Take a bath!" He Yizhi gritted his teeth, and took a cold shower to finally cool down his body temperature.

Almost as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom door, He Yizhi could see the balcony on the left front. The cool night wind blowing in him was very comfortable, especially the black underwear fluttering above his head, which was very obvious.

Almost a glance reminded He Yizhi of the embarrassing thing that happened today.

He Yizhi didn't dare to look at Zhou Changmo's eyes, so he glanced casually, and the other party should be reading a book.

Today, He Yizhi was really exhausted. He was a female ghost and a music teacher. There was a thread in his mind that was always tense. After finally going back to the dormitory, he finally relaxed.

He Yizhi walked to his bed, basically fell asleep, and fell asleep like a dead pig in a short while.

Zhou Changmo, who hasn't spoken a word since returning to the dormitory: "..."

It didn't take long for the dormitory to turn off the lights.

The room became dark, only the sound of He Yizhi's even breathing and the cool breeze blowing from the balcony remained.

The summer night wind blew on his face in gusts. It was very comfortable at first, but then it gradually became a little cold, so that He Yizhi couldn't help but turned over and shrank into a ball.

During the movement, a large area of ​​wheat-colored waist was exposed, with a honey-like delicate luster in the dark night, shining brightly.

He Yizhi's sleep quality is usually very good, which belongs to the kind that can't be shaken by thunder, but today he woke up in the middle of the night for the first time, purely from the cold.

"Hmm..." There was a muffled sound between his sniffs.

He Yizhi's bed was very close to the balcony, and he couldn't see anything by leaning against the wall before, but he turned over in the middle of the night and turned to face the outside. Almost as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a figure outside the balcony.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, He Yizhi's brain suddenly sobered up, and the goose bumps on his body also rose.

Outside the balcony... there are people.

No, not exactly a person at all!

He Yizhi only had this thought in his mind, the breeze blowing outside was chilly, and his hands and feet were cold.

The black shadow was very vague, its figure was elongated, forming a strange shadow, and it was walking towards him.

He was clearly conscious, but he couldn't move his body. He Yizhi could only maintain his original posture, which reminded him of the term ghost press.

Don't come, wake up, run.

He Yizhi's mind was full of this idea, but he couldn't move his body even a bit, he could only watch the black shadow getting closer and closer to him.

His toes were cold, as if he had touched something.

Then the strange temperature passed along the skin, spreading from the ankles to the knees, thighs...

What followed was a sense of heaviness, which made it difficult for him to breathe. No matter how clear his mind was, he couldn't control his body, which became his greatest fear.

He Yizhi's breathing became a little short, and he desperately wanted to make a sound, wanted to get up, and wanted to escape.

This state lasted for an unknown amount of time, but He Yizhi suddenly became ruthless, forced himself to open his mouth with great will, and shouted: "Zhou Changmo!"

The weight on his body suddenly lightened, and He Yizhi jumped up from the bed, only to find that he was drenched in cold sweat.

When I looked at the balcony again, it was empty, except for the school uniform floating around.

He Yizhi was trembling all over, and turned his head quickly to look at Zhou Changmo who was in the other bed. The other party was lying motionless on the bed, maybe he was asleep, and he didn't even hear He Yizhi's loud voice just now.

"Zhou Changmo?" He Yizhi called out in a low voice.

He still has lingering fears about what happened just now, and couldn't help picking up the quilt in the corner of the bed, ran to the other's bed, and yelled several times.

After a while, Zhou Changmo seemed to wake up, raised his eyelids slightly, and saw He Yizhi squatting in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Changmo's voice was a little low, as if he had just woken up.

"I was crushed by a ghost just now, and there is something on the balcony." He Yizhi felt cold all over, and couldn't help but hugged his quilt tightly against the other's bed.

Zhou Changmo squinted at He Yizhi for a while, but said nothing.

He Yizhi was in a hurry, and said again: "Can I sleep with you for one night? I'm not lying, I'm really a little scared..."

Seeing that the other party softened his tone, Zhou Changmo moved his lips after a while, and said in a forced tone, "Okay."

He Yizhi seemed to have been pardoned, and climbed onto Zhou Changmo's bed in a jerk. Sitting in it, he finally felt relaxed, and even looked at the balcony specially.

No, nothing, as if it was just a dream I had just now.

He Yizhi didn't dare to relax. He watched Zhou Changmo close his eyes. At such a close distance, he could see the thick and long eyelashes of the other party, making his skin as white as suet jade.

In contrast, He Yizhi felt like a rough barley, while others were orchids covered in dew.

"Zhou Changmo? Master Zhou?" He Yizhi yelled several times and found that Zhou Changmo seemed to be asleep.

Then he boldly stretched out his arms and hugged her. He only felt that the temperature on the other person's body was a bit cold, but it was still within an acceptable range.

He Yizhi took a deep breath, then stretched out his hand to touch Zhou Changmo's stomach, and finally touched the well-defined abdominal muscles.

He Yizhi was startled, and touched it twice to confirm.

He was depressed - he didn't expect Zhou Changmo to have muscles, it seems that he still needs to play more basketball, otherwise he won't be able to suppress the male god in the future.

He Yizhi ate some tofu while the other party was asleep. Because he was not very courageous, he took his hand away without eating much tofu.

Little did he know that after he fell asleep, Zhou Changmo slowly opened his eyes in the darkness.

There seemed to be a little displeasure in Zhou Changmo's eyes, and then he directly pulled the man into his arms, and then closed his eyes.

When he woke up the next day, He Yizhi opened his eyes and found himself lying on Zhou Changmo's bed.

Not only that, but the posture of the two is quite difficult to describe. He Yizhi's whole body is wrapped around each other like an octopus, and his legs fit tightly together, which directly made He Yizhi's face blush.

Originally, they were young and full of vigor, but now it was morning again, and both of them reacted unexpectedly.

He Yizhi felt that his stomach was uncomfortable being pushed by something, so he carefully moved away a little distance, but the person beside him suddenly opened his eyes, and his shadow was reflected in the black glass-like pupils.

"Uh, that..." No matter how thick-skinned He Yizhi felt, he quickly got up.

As a result, as soon as he stood up, he hit the solid wooden bed above his head with a "boom". He Yizhi screamed in pain and fell down covering his head again.

Fortunately, He Yizhi sat on his body, and it was the most embarrassing position.

He Yizhi, who was sitting on it, wanted to slap himself twice, and then kick the bed over.

Surprisingly, Zhou Changmo didn't hastily push each other away, but sat up a little with his elbows propped up, so that the two moved so intimately that it was impossible to see.

Zhou Changmo's voice was a little lazy, and he asked, "What are you doing?"

"I, I, I..." He Yizhi was a little confused by the other party's reaction, but he also felt that he had done something excessive.

"You snatched my quilt last night." Zhou Changmo said word by word, "You snore while sleeping and still hug me, look at you now..."

"..." I snatched the quilt, I snored while sleeping, and I took the initiative to hug it?

He did go to Zhou Changmo's bed because he was afraid of ghosts, but he fell asleep after touching it a few times. Why did he get up in such a position when he woke up?

He Yi was shocked, but Zhou Changmo felt guilty after a series of words, as if he had defiled the big girl and was arrested, and was reprimanded sensually.

He Yizhi bowed his head again and again to admit his mistake: "How about I treat you to dinner as compensation?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Changmo glanced over, full of sarcasm: "That's it?"

Instantly regretting what he said, He Yizhi lowered his head even more: "Then tell me, how should I compensate you?"