Chapter 1919 Living with Mr. Ghost 23 Things 34
In the huge bedroom.
The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were tightly closed. Xia Tan, who was imprisoned by the negative energy on the bed, could not stop moving around, but the intensity of his struggles gradually decreased.
Xia Tan felt that he had become very strange.
When I was tortured by this evil ghost before, I felt nothing but fear and rejection.
But now, his body was entangled by the strange-feeling Yin energy, and his whole body was so weak that he couldn't hold on to any strength.
"Let me go...let me go!"
The black mist bound around Xia Tan's ankles moved slowly, as if being caressed by the palm of a hand.
Xia Tan growled in exasperation, a hint of red appeared at the corners of his pale eyes, and his pajamas were rubbed open, revealing his slender waist.
The vengeful ghost on the bed was in a mess, while Jinchen was sitting on the sofa at the end of the bed, with the yin energy lingering around his fingertips and being driven by him, appearing to be at ease.
"Are you sure you want to let go?"
Jinchen asked in a low voice with an ambiguous tone, and then he said "hmm" very softly, the rising ending of the tone was like a hook that teased people's hearts.
Xia Tan struggled hard, raised her head and glared at him fiercely, with black lines crawling up from her lower jaw. Even though she looked distorted and angry, she still looked beautiful. Instead, it easily aroused his desire to humiliate her.
"Okay, it's up to you."
Jinchen leaned back slightly, his bony knuckles moved slightly, the Yin energy was completely cut off, and he silently loosened his restraint on Xia Tan.
Xia Tan immediately wanted to rush over and kill him.
But after just a few movements, he found himself feeling uncomfortable all over due to the inexplicable torture he had just endured. He was stuck and even reluctant to let the evil spirit leave.
Xia Tan couldn't believe this change in himself. His arms, which were supporting him on the bed, were trembling slightly, and he finally fell back powerlessly.
The next second, Jinchen leaned over and pressed down, combing Xia Tan's messy hair with his hands, and gave her a hot and forceful kiss.
“No… um…”
Xia Tan's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and the black lines spreading on his face were as strange as a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, but they were gently stroked and covered by the palm of his hand.
His breath was robbed, and the strange yet familiar scent of agarwood instantly enveloped him. Xia Tan seemed to have lost all ability to think, and his thin, cold and black fingertips involuntarily grasped the bed sheets.
Why……
it's wired.
Jinchen noticed Xia Tan's struggle after he came to his senses, and without giving him a chance to refuse, he grabbed his hands and pressed them forcefully on his head. When he kissed him again, wisps of black smoke came out of his thin lips and passed into the gap between Xia Tan's slightly opened lips.
In an instant, Xia Tan shuddered uncontrollably, suffocating as if he was drowning. The Ghost King's aura was pervasive, and the absolute suppression made him lose his mind.
Trembling slightly, Xia Tan raised his eyes slightly and met Jin Chen's gloomy eyes, and suddenly felt a chill on his back.
"It's worthless."
Jin Chen narrowed her long and narrow peach blossom eyes, which made her look inexplicably gorgeous. She stroked Xia Tan's face with a smile, "I let you go, but why can't you move?"
Xia Tan frowned, gritted his teeth in anger, and turned his face away to avoid the kiss, "Pervert."
However, the body that had been affected by the purple energy before was extremely honest and completely submissive with no way to resist.
"What on earth do you want to do!"
Xia Tan's voice was cold and fragile, as if he was trying hard to restrain something, and his eyes were filled with an irrepressible murderous intent.
But the more this happened, the more Jinchen's suppression became.
Jinchen grabbed Xia Tan's fingertips and bit them, feeling an ambiguous pleasure, and repeated Xia Tan's question in a coaxing manner.
"What was I thinking?"
Jinchen spoke softly as he looked down at him and slowly covered his fragile neck. The lines on the palm of his hand rubbed against the light blue blood vessels through a thin layer of skin.
"You'll know it right away, my dear."
The Yin energy that had just been passed in invaded Xia Tan's brain without any warning.
Along with Jinchen's short teasing, many images suddenly emerged in Xia Tan's mind, and his Adam's apple, which was pressed by his palm, suddenly slid a few times.
Xia Tan was forced to empathize with Jinchen's fantasy.
Those entangled, naked, and confusing images.
The long breaths connected to each other, and when they were kissed thoroughly, they emitted bloody heat.
The pool was overflowing, water dripping onto the wet tiles, the dripping countertops were shaking, and the mirror surface was mottled.
Tossing and boiling.
The hot air exhaled trembled.
The dark blue blood vessels meandered, and the softness that was sunk into was easily controlled. When kissed, a drop of thick blood overflowed from the bright red lips, and was sucked out.
Beyond the fantasy, Xia Tan's eyes were unfocused, his shoulders and neck were shaking slightly, he was confused and at a loss, frightened by the overly uncontrollable scene.
"No...don't."
Xia Tan could only utter weak mutters from between his lips as he climbed up in a trance. The next moment, Jin Chen grabbed his running ankle and covered him again without any pressure.
The touch of reality overlaps with fantasy at a certain moment.
Xia Tan kept wavering between sobriety and obsession, almost collapsing. She climbed onto Jin Chen's shoulders and suddenly tensed her body.
"Little bee."
Jin Chen bit Xia Tan's ear tip viciously and said in a hoarse voice, "Little bee, spit out nectar."
"Woo..."
Xia Tan struggled out of her fantasy, lost all her strength, and completely drowned in Jin Chen's arms. Her mind was blank and the bed was a mess.
How could this evil ghost be so bad?
Jin Chen took back his Yin energy, pressed his fingertips hard on Xia Tan's bitten lip, and squeezed out some blood, which he casually smeared on his lips.
Xia Tan's skin was pale, and her hair was black due to being wet with sweat. Only her bright red lips were pried open by a pair of rough fingers and taken into their mouths.
He heard Jinchen's low teasing.
"It's just empathy. My dear, you're so sensitive."
Xia Tan glared at him.
Jinchen felt quite innocent, "Don't you want to know what I'm thinking?"
Xia Tan: “…”
Xia Tan was furious. He barely mustered up his strength, leaned over Jin Chen's shoulder and bit him hard.
Jinchen even pressed the back of her fragile neck in encouragement and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you flirting?"
He was answered by sharp teeth biting harder and deeper.
However, Xia Tan was willing but not strong enough, and was too lazy to muster up the strength. He only managed to bite through the skin and tasted a bit of blood.
Xia Tan was so angry that he moved back and glared at Jin Chen, "Shame on you."
Jinchen was smiling lazily, and even his clothes were not messed up. Xia Tan's neck that had been kissed and her pajamas that had been rubbed off both showed ambiguity.
He was tortured when he was a human, and now that he is a ghost, he is still bullied.
Xia Tan realized this, and when he was being kissed again, he didn't know where the idea came from, he raised his palm with ruthlessness, and sporadic purple air replaced the black mist overflowing on his fingertips.
The yin energy belonging to the evil spirit cannot harm Jinchen, the ghost king, but the purple energy that is conveyed into Xia Tan's dantian can.
Jinchen was not on guard against him, and when he reacted he was unable to dodge, leaving a long bloody mark on the shoulder that had just been bitten, spreading to below the collarbone.
Blood was rolling down.
Jinchen didn't expect the killing power to be so strong. He raised his eyebrows and touched the painful place, and felt blood all over his fingers.
As expected, the 100% evil ghost wife is very vicious.
