Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

At night, the moon is as cool as water.

Cheng Moxun stood in a long white dress in the cool breeze, and the noise in his ears was the sound of funeral music of the dead.

Where is she?
"Yingyue, the wedding is over, you should accompany your husband to bed!" At this moment, a cold and slender hand grasped his wrist, and a man's pleasant but slightly ethereal voice rang in his ears.

Cheng Moxun reflexively turned his head to look, and a man's face came into view.

His features were picturesque, handsome as ever, but he couldn't find a trace of life.Most importantly, he was dressed in mourning.

To marry...with him?
"..." Xing's eyes widened, Cheng Moxun couldn't help screaming, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

The man stretched out his hand to put her in his arms, but just smoothed it on her back, and she was like a marionette, letting him control her.

The two soon entered a house.

The yard is spacious, and everything is pale, which makes people feel weird for no reason.

When he entered the bedroom and saw his photo placed next to a spirit card, Cheng Moxun finally realized that he and the man in front of him... no, male ghost, were married in the dark.

So, the so-called going to bed means crawling on the bed with ghosts?

The male ghost ignored her panic, since he entered the room, he became a little impatient.

He put Cheng Moxun on the bed, and with a wave of his hand, her clothes fell off.Immediately afterwards, he also stripped himself clean and pressed on her.

The male ghost was tall, typically skinny in clothes and fleshy in clothes, but Cheng Moxun didn't feel too much weight.

She was passively hugged by him, instead of the warmth of the spring night tent as imagined, there was biting cold.

His hands, his lips, wandered over her body with nostalgia, leaving behind patches of redness.Cheng Moxun trembled in horror, feeling ashamed.

She is an extremely pure beautiful girl with a blank love life, and the first man is actually a ghost?

"don't want……"

The voice that had been brewing for a long time finally broke through his throat, and Cheng Moxun spoke hoarsely.

The male ghost seemed a little surprised that she could make a sound, and kissed her tenderly, but his tone was undeniable: "Yingyue, you are mine, and you will be mine forever!"

Cheng Moxun immediately retorted: "I'm not Yingyue."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly saw nameless anger burning in the man's eyes, and his sharp eyes stared at her like a light.

He kissed her lips forcefully, and shouted: "Yingyue, you are mine, you can't escape." The cruel kiss made blood smell between his lips and teeth.

Cheng Moxun's tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, but the male ghost ignored her and tried to separate her legs.

He was surprisingly strong, his waist was stuck between her legs, Cheng Moxun could even feel his strong desire.Rubbing her inner thigh, ambiguous and erotic.

"what……"

At the last moment, she finally felt that her limbs could move and struggled desperately.

The bed under him is in an antique style, closed on three sides.The thick wooden planks were carved with flowers and inlaid with pearls and agates, beautiful and gorgeous, but Cheng Moxun felt like a coffin.

During the tugging, her head accidentally hit the huge night pearl in the middle, causing a sharp stabbing pain.

She suddenly sat up from the bed, the male ghost who was pressing on her body disappeared, and the cold sweat on her forehead flowed into her eyes, causing burning pain.

Was it a dream?

However, how could such a bizarre dream be so real?

Stretching out his hand to turn on the light, Cheng Moxun looked at the familiar room, opened his eyes and calmed down for a long time before driving away the ups and downs of fear in his heart.

"It must be because of the magic stick I met two days ago, his nonsense, scared me!" She thought.

The cause of the incident had to start with her dedicated university professor.

She majored in archeology and was about to graduate. In order to let her feel the real atmosphere of cultural relics, the professor actually took her down the ancient tomb.

In the tomb, she accidentally picked up a ring and tried it on out of curiosity.

On the way back, he was stopped by a magic stick with a shaved head but wearing a Taoist robe.

The end result was that the magic stick chased her for more than half an hour, and kept saying that she was entangled by unclean things.After arguing and talking, he sold her an amulet at a promotional price of ten yuan.

Sighing helplessly, Cheng Moxun pinched the amulet still hanging around his neck, got out of bed and closed the window, wanting to sleep again.

Turning around, her eyes fell on the sweaty sheets, and her heart stopped beating suddenly.

On the messy big bed, there were clearly traces of two people lying there!

She took a step back, her pupils narrowed slightly, and she glanced around the empty room, but found nothing.

Subconsciously, she propped her hand on the table behind her, and the wooden table knocked against her fingers, making a crisp sound.

In the silent night, this sound was like a thunderbolt suddenly hitting Cheng Moxun's heart.She withdrew her hand abruptly, only to find that she was wearing the ring she found in the tomb!

However, the ring was obviously returned to the teacher at that time...

Trembling, an inexplicable chill suddenly surged in her heart.

She tried hard to pull the ring off her finger, but the ring seemed to be connected to her skin, no matter how hard she pulled it, it wouldn't budge.

Just when she didn't know what to do, there was a sudden earth-shattering scream in the living room, and Cheng Moxun's vision suddenly went dark.

It was the voice of her roommate Sha Yue.

The action was faster than the reaction, Cheng Moxun was still confused, but he had already opened the door and ran out.

At a glance, she saw Sha Yue lying down in the living room with a broken water glass beside her, "Xiao Yue, what happened?!"

"There's a ghost!"

Sha Yue screamed, fear covered her entire face, she pointed out the window with trembling fingers, and kept repeating: "There is a ghost..."

Cheng Moxun swallowed, raised his head and looked out the window.

In the dark night sky, stood a man.His tall figure covered the moonlight, and there was an unpredictable smile on his handsome face.

He seemed to have been waiting for Cheng Moxun, and when he saw her, a trace of tenderness suddenly appeared in his originally cold eyes.

"Who are you!" Cheng Moxun took a step back subconsciously, "You are that man..."

She recognized with horror that this man was the one who had appeared in her dream.

The corner of the man's lips curled up, the light of the living room reflected on his pale face, there was a kind of chilling coldness.

His eyes looked at Cheng Moxun, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Honey, we'll see you tomorrow." The doting tone was like a lover's confession.

However, Cheng Moxun knew clearly that she had really seen a ghost.

She and Sha Yue lived on the sixteenth floor...