Paranoid man asks for a hug every day

"It's okay, my strength is a little dissipated..."

Lu Yuanming's voice also began to become ethereal, Jiang Shuo was a little worried, and when the man's body was about to fall to the side, he quickly turned around and hugged him.

"Lu Yuanming, what's going on with you, are you going to disappear?"

His heart suddenly lifted, and Jiang Shuo was actually a little afraid of the disappearance of this ghost. Seeing his figure becoming more and more blurred, it seemed that something important in his heart was being gradually pulled away.

Lu Yuanming's figure looks slender and slender, but in fact he has a very predictable figure.

Jiang Shuo put his arms around his waist, pressed his face against his chest, and could feel the firm and tight muscles. His waist was very narrow and slender, but it seemed to be very powerful.

"Xiao Shuo, can you just hold me like this?"

"Your physique is very special. You have the power to nourish ghosts. Being close to you won't dissipate."

The man's lips were close to his ears, and his chin rested weakly on Jiang Shuo's shoulders. Through a layer of fabric, the boy could feel the icy body temperature, and the powerful arms were wrapping around his waist little by little. on his back.

"Okay, just hug it? What else can I do?" Jiang Shuo also hugged Lu Yuanming.

Lu Yuanming pursed his thin lips slightly, looking at Jiang Shuo's back through the mirror, a smile slowly appeared in his eyes.

"This kind of hug is just the most basic. The closer you are to me, the longer my strength will last, and it will even become stronger."

"But it's okay, I know it's still hard for you to accept me, I won't do anything to force you, I can stay in this world, it's a rare thing to marry you, I'm satisfied .”

Lu Yuanming's voice became weaker and weaker. Jiang Shuo could already feel the disappearance of his body parts, and even the temperature was getting colder and colder. At this moment, he seemed to be hugging a piece of ice.

"You can't disappear, what else can I do? You tell me, I can try."

"You saved my life. I know you are a good ghost. It is fate that we met. Didn't you say that you want me to slowly try to accept you? How could you just disappear..."

The young man raised his head, looked at the man in front of him firmly, and was startled again when he met his hazy eyes.

He really didn't want Lu Yuanming to disappear.

He has been disliked since he was a child. Everyone hates him and wishes to stay away from him. Only Lu Yuanming treats him well. Although he is a ghost, he has to admit that he is really a good bird. ghost.

I seem to like him a little bit...

Hearing Jiang Shuo's words from the heart, Lu Yuanming was slightly taken aback, and the emotion in his eyes became more intense.

His body did not continue to dissipate, his fingers moved little by little in front of Jiang Shuo, and slowly took off the dirty red wedding dress on his body.

"Take a bath, and then rest early, maybe my strength can be eased."

The boy's skin was fair and delicate, and as the cloth disappeared, his white and slender waist was revealed.

The muscles on Jiang Shuo's waist and abdomen are very thin, but with a sense of tenacity, you can still see the muscle lines of the eye shadow.

He is indeed thin, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have masculine strength. Jiang Shuo lives alone in the country, and he often does some tiring work, which can be regarded as regular exercise, that is, his muscles and bones are softer and softer than other men.

The bathroom was a bit stuffy, and Jiang Shuo's breathing gradually became a little difficult, as if he had returned to the time when he was locked in a coffin, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

Feeling the cold touch and the hot body touch, Jiang Shuo didn't dare to look at Lu Yuanming, and lowered his eyes little by little.

His face is very beautiful, different from Lu Yuanming's masculine handsomeness, it is more soft and delicate like water.

At this time, Jiang Shuo shyly lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes were black like a black butterfly about to spread its wings, his neck was long and beautiful, and he was wearing a chain with the pattern of flowers on the other side.

Lu Yuanming touched the broken hair behind his ear with his fingertips, revealing the faint, flower-like imprint.

"very beautiful."