storyteller, obsession

"What...what Yegongzi...my name is An Cang, Mo Qi, my name is An Cang."

Even though he was already in the dark, he could still feel that Ye Xingxi was staring at him.

No, it should be called An Cang now.

Obsessively thinking in my heart, I don't know why I feel sour in my heart.

"Moqi...do you know how much I miss you?" An Cang whispered in Zhinian's ear, but what he said was his longing for others.

An Cang lightly raised the chin of obsession, bent down and began to ask for the taste of obsession.He kissed unrestrainedly, and when he stroked the face of the obsession with one hand, he felt wet.

"You...why are you crying?" An Cang's mind was in chaos now, and he began to make irregular movements under the effect of alcohol paralysis.

"Don't cry... Be good, I will... make you forget about those troubles..." An Cang said this, and kept stroking towards Zhinian's waist.

"Don't...don't be here." The obsession even surprised him, but he didn't refuse.Just saying can't be here.

An Cang stopped, looking around with somewhat blurred vision. "It's true...it's true that you can't be here anymore, I'll take you to a place."

As soon as An Cang finished speaking, he jumped a few times with obsession and arrived at a room, which should be An Cang's temporary residence in Liantai, Qinzhou.

An Cang brought him into the room, and couldn't wait to press him on the bed.His eyes were already full of desire, and he tore off the clothes on Niannian.

Began to linger with obsession to the death.He kept calling a person's name, but those two simple words turned into sharp knives and pierced into the obsessive heart.The pain in the heart is far greater than the pain in the body...

Obsession woke up in the middle of the night, he found himself lying on the bed alone, and An Cang didn't know where he went.

Obsession lay on the bed, staring blankly at the top of the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.At this moment, from the depths of the dark room, the familiar voice of Zhinian came out: "You wake up, there is some silver on the table and use it."

"I don't want money." Zhuan Nian closed his eyes and tried to control the tears in his eyes, but there were still a few tears that scratched his fair cheeks from the corners of his eyes.

"Then what do you want?" An Cang came out from the darkness, and the gentle moonlight shone on him through the carved wooden window.Those ruby ​​eyes were icy cold.

"I don't want anything, as long as I can be by your side." As soon as these words came out, the room fell into silence again.

Suddenly laughed darkly. "Okay, then you just stay by my side. But no matter what I say, you have to do it."

"As long as it's what you say, I can do it." Zhuan Nian closed his eyes as if he was going all out.Knowing that the fate of marriage is destined to miss him, so what.Even if we can't be together in the end, I still want to accompany him to the end!

An Cang raised his eyebrows, and said with interest: "Okay, then your name is Mo Qi now, can you agree?"

The obsessive heart trembled. "good……"

An Cang came to the bed, bent down, raised his obsessive chin, and looked around carefully.I thought in my heart that although I don't know the purpose of this person who looks like Lan Moqi, he is willing to stay by his side.But it's good to stay.

"Close your eyes." An Cang ordered.

The obsessive body trembled, and then obediently closed his eyes.The obsession with closing eyes and the person in An Cang's heart are like carved out of the same mold.An Cang involuntarily leaned down and kissed the shallow lips of Obsession.