ghost attack

"Wei Ning."

Lu Huaisheng's Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, "Stop."

His tone was light, but the boy who pressed tightly on him and bit his neck couldn't help but pause.

Wei Ning raised his head, his pale and bluish face was bloodless, and at this moment there was no such a terrifying hole on his forehead.

Lu Huaisheng remembered that not only scarlet blood flowed from the wound, but also white brains overflowed.

What directly led to Wei Ning's death was the fatal wound on his head.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wei Ning was a little panicked, his eyes were wet, and his voice was trembling.

"Teacher, are you angry...?" He asked cautiously.

As if afraid that his teacher would abandon him, Wei Ning's eyes flashed a bloodthirsty violence.

No!he forbids-

A bloody tear flowed from his eyes, and a thick bloodstain was drawn on his cheek.

His voice was hoarse, and his face was distorted in the darkness: "Teacher, don't be angry, okay, I was wrong...don't leave me, okay? Don't go..."

His sanity began to blur.

Wei Ning stared at the handsome man below him, his eyes were scarlet and ghostly.

——His, this is his... This man belongs to him, no one can take him away...

An inexplicable danger permeated the room.

Wei Ning's expression is very wrong now.

Lu Huaisheng looked at him, alarm bells were ringing in his heart, and he had a bad premonition.

"Wei Ning, Wei Ning!" Lu Huaisheng tried to pull his sanity back: "Wake up, look at me!"

Wei Ning looked at Lu Huaisheng who was pressed under him: "Look at you..."

His cold hands touched the man's face, as if he was touching something precious.

The scarlet in his eyes deepened a bit, and Wei Ning's face became weird at that moment.

"Teacher, you are a teacher...the person I love the most..."

Wei Ning lowered his head, and kissed the man he had long wanted for a long time with his ice-like thin lips.

The moment the lips touched, Wei Ning couldn't help sighing.

- so warm.

——This is... the temperature and taste of the teacher.

It was as if the cage of the evil beast was suddenly opened, all the desires and obsessions in Wei Ning's heart that had been suppressed for a long time burst out at this moment.

It was like taking drugs, and the feeling drove him crazy.

--not enough!not enough! !

Tasting carefully couldn't satisfy him anymore, the delicacy he had coveted for a long time was right under him, and he began to feast on it.

The fierce and domineering kiss fell.

"Well, Wei..."

Lu Huaisheng's body froze, and the moment he opened his mouth, he grabbed the gap, his slippery tongue was like a long snake, it randomly entered the opening, and began to plunder the city and seize the territory.

Wei Ning frantically sucked the body fluid in his mouth, and the two of them stirred and intertwined with each other, making shameful sounds.

Not knowing what Wei Ning did to him, Lu Huaisheng suddenly realized that he couldn't move at all, his body was like a stiff stone, he could only passively bear the violent attack from the boy on his body.

"Teacher... teacher..."

Wei Ning whispered affectionately on his lips, and his hands that didn't have a trace of warmth began to move down gradually.

--Can't!

Lu Huaisheng panted slightly, his face flushed because of the suffocating kiss before.

"Stop, Wei Ning!" he shouted.

The bodies of the two were close to each other, and Lu Huaisheng could feel the obvious changes in the boy's body, the hard object between his legs.

Lu Huaisheng is also a man, so he naturally knows what it is and what it represents at the same time.

This is an extremely dangerous signal.

"Stop Wei Ning, stop."

His tone was low. Although he knew that the child had a morbid obsession with him, this situation was completely beyond his expectation.

"No."

Wei Ning unbuttoned Lu Huaisheng's shirt, put his hands into his warm chest and stroked it.

He gnawed on his collarbone, leaving wet marks on the delicate skin, extremely ambiguous.

Lu Huaisheng's body couldn't help but tremble slightly as his cold hands touched his skin.

Lu Huaisheng was like a fish lying on a chopping board, being slaughtered at will.He took a few heavy breaths and gradually calmed down.

"Wei Ning, this is wrong..."

Although he is a teacher, he is not pedantic.

Homosexuality is very open in today's society, and he does not reject or dislike the existence of such people.

If Wei Ning was just a man, he might not have rejected him so sternly, but the problem is that Wei Ning is his student, a boy who is only 17 years old and not yet a minor. Don't do anything that violates ethics and morals like falling in love with one's own students.

He knew that Wei Ning's death had a great relationship with him.

If he hadn't rejected him at that time, maybe Wei Ning wouldn't have been so desperate that he couldn't think about it and chose to jump off the top of the building, committing suicide to understand this life.

With obsession in his heart, he would rather become a ghost after death than continue to be entangled by his side.

This is a completely pathological paranoia.

"Wei Ning, I am your teacher."

Lu Huaisheng told him this fact, trying to awaken the reason left in Wei Ning's heart.

But he never expected that it was because of this sentence that Wei Ning was so stimulated that he went completely crazy.

"I do not care!"

Wei Ning roared angrily, his eyes were scarlet as if they were about to bleed, and his pale face twisted for a while.

"It's because of this reason that you rejected me!" He stared at him fiercely, with a ferocious expression on his face, filled with jealousy: "Is it her, is it her!!"

He screamed, his voice was sharp, and his whole body became crazy.

"Teacher, do you like Huo Qing?"

Suddenly, Wei Ning calmed down, tears welled up in his eyes, although the expression on his face was cautious and pitiful, but his tone was so calm that it was almost weird.

His throat seemed to be stuck and stabbed, Lu Huaisheng paused for two seconds: "No."

Maybe he had a slight affection for Huo Qing before, but the seed called liking hadn't germinated yet, and Wei Ning crushed the thought that broke through the ground. No matter how good she was, he never liked her. .

The storm after the calm, and even the unpredictable massacre, Wei Ning's state is very strange no matter how you look at it, it is so weird that it is frightening.

However, Wei Ning's jealousy did not dissipate because of this, his thin voice whispered in his ear: "Teacher, you are hesitating...you are lying to me, you like her..."

The woman... the woman who was forever trying to take his teacher away from him...

Wei Ning trembled all over, not because of fear, but a bloodthirsty excitement mixed with deep jealousy.

That woman can always appear in front of the teacher openly, but he always looks like a dirty mouse in the deep ditch, and can only look at the teacher from a distance in the shadow where others can't see.

—that damned bitch! !

Wei Ning's heart turned into a huge wave.

In the dark place that Lu Huaisheng couldn't see, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his bright red lips, his face was terrifyingly ferocious.A pair of black eyes condensed a possessive desire that was as dark and terrifying as an abyss.

——Anyone, anyone who tries to take away the teacher, he will never let it go.

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Huh, locked, changed several times...