(BL)(MTL)Wearing the white moonlight of the two dead

Chapter 67

Chapter 67 End

    Jiang Yuhan dazedly remembered the first time he seduced Ji Hui.

    At that time, in order to determine his identity, he intentionally or unintentionally used his own blood as bait to make that person out of control.

    He lowered his eyes and looked fixedly at the person in front of him.

    Even in his sleep, Ji Hui can feel the attraction of that fragrance. Not only the appetite, but also a special feeling called him to grasp the aroma.

    The deep voice in his mind was like inducement, and Ji Hui unconsciously followed his words and struggled twice.

    The sweet scent in his memory was still drifting away, and he followed the scent continuously upward in the chaos.

    Jiang Yuhan cut his fingers, and at this time, looking at Ji Hui, who was very jealous of him even in his dreams, there was a smile in his eyes, which was extremely gentle.

    If people who are familiar with Jiang Yuhan see this scene, they will definitely be scared to death, suspecting that he has been ripped off.

    Ji Hui's pale lips turned red under the lure of the voice.

    He vaguely followed the scent, but he couldn't find it anyway, which made him feel a little irritable.

    Just as he was about to stop in his sleep, the voice appeared again.

    "Go ahead a little bit."

    "It's all right

    now." The half-scented aroma and low voice sounded again, and whenever Ji Hui was about to give up in confusion, there would always be someone to remind him.

    In the nightmare, he was unconscious, but Ji Hui felt as if there was a hand holding him and leading him upwards.

    Surprisingly, he was not alert to this hand.

    He trusts the other person with all his heart and mind, just as it should be.

    The ravings of the abyss and the accumulated madness in his ears were suppressed by this hand, and in Ji Hui's mind, only the incomparably seductive scent of him remained.

    The man was always by his side, but he didn't give him what he always wanted.

    Ji Hui actually felt a little aggrieved at this time.

    Jiang Yuhan frowned suddenly when he saw him, and the thin lips on that beautiful face were pursed tightly, as if a little annoying.

    He couldn't help lowering his eyes, and the fingertips with blood beads ran across his lips.

    "Wake up, I'll give you a taste."

    Just like a trap to lure people, only when you wake up can you taste the fruit in the trap.

    But how to wake up?

    Ji Hui's mind was full of impatience, but the hand held him firmly, and the voice in his ear was a little hoarse.

    "Keep going up."

    "We agreed to watch a movie together."

    "You can't talk without counting." The

    last sentence was a low sigh.

    The vague Ji Hui could hear some grievances from it, and his heart moved slightly. At this time, he continued to walk up unconsciously.