BL, MTL | The Squeamish Beauty is Mistaken for a Heartthrob

Chapter 47: A teenager in the comics

【008? ] Lin Yuxing shouted in surprise.

But as if he was being swallowed by a wild beast, he waited for a long time, but he didn't hear any reply. There was only darkness in front of him.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale, his lips kept moving, and finally he bit his lower lip gently. Yanyan's lips have a little more white color, followed by a beautiful aqua color.

It felt like it had just been licked.

The thing in the dark stared straight at this, its expression growing more excited.

Lin Yuxing was also keenly aware of the prying eyes, but his body was nailed to the spot, unable to move. The cold breath climbed up from his smooth calves, and goosebumps appeared along the way.

I don’t know why the voice barrage started in the live broadcast room.

"Where's my wife?"

"Why is Star Baby so silent?"

"Why is the live broadcast room black? Ouch, is there anything that my distinguished VIP users cannot watch?"

In the darkness, Lin Yuxing was trembling with fear, and the voices in the live broadcast room echoed in his ears. He wanted to call out to Shen Wenshu, but his voice was stuck in his throat.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide in horror, tears flashing in his eyes——

Yes, something is touching his waist!

The thick curtains blocked the moonlight, and in the darkness, Lin Yuxing could clearly feel something touching his exposed waist.

It was like an invisible hand pinching the soft and white waist. With just a slight exertion, the soft skin dented.

"Woo!"

Lin Yuxing's eyes turned red, and his dark eyelashes were trembling and wet. The cold and sticky touch quickly caused red marks to appear on the delicate soft meat.

If he turned on the light, he could clearly see an extra fingerprint on his waist, which was ambiguous and thought-provoking.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I've only been away from my wife for a few minutes, and I'm hallucinating. I just seemed to hear my wife's voice."

"I think I heard my wife's voice?"

"+1"

"What's upstairs is not an illusion."

The sudden voice barrage made Lin Yuxing realize that he was still live broadcasting. He wanted to call for help, but found that his voice was strangely stuck in his throat.

Lin Yuxing finally understood that the culprit might not be an ordinary person.

He encountered a ghost.

The moment this idea emerged, the young man's face turned pale as paper. He sat on the wooden floor with his back against the curtains. He could hardly stand and did not dare to breathe loudly.

"you……"

Don't come over.

His shrinking and fear did not have much effect. The force scraped at his waist affectionately, as if venting his dissatisfaction with wearing such revealing clothes.