[Collection] Six Worlds

Zeng Yu knew that he was dreaming, and the dream was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.Feeling that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to breathe, Zeng Yu closed his eyes firmly, took a deep breath, and then opened them vigorously—very well, in the bedroom, on his own bed, unable to move.

Zeng Yu knew about the ghost press, but it was the first time he had experienced it.The body couldn't move, but the eyes could look back and forth. Zeng Yu lowered his eyes and saw the...ghost pressing on him.

It was a pale boy dressed in white. The boy was lying on Zeng Yu's body, his head resting on Zeng Yu's chest, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be...sleeping.

Zeng Yu thought silently: Is this also a dream?Then I moved my feet and found that my feet could move, and then I moved my head, and found that my head could also move—well, the boy on top of him is not big enough, he can't press his head or his feet .Zeng Yu was a little ashamed, co-authoring this ghost press is also based on scientific principles.

Thinking of the phrase "all ghosts that can attack physically are scum", Zeng Yu began to try hard to push the boy on him away, but after a long while, there was no effect.

"Damn, this small body doesn't look heavy, how can I be so strong!"

Hearing that he couldn't hold back the voice of complaining, Zeng Yu realized that he could talk.

The boy on his body seemed to be awakened by Zeng Yu's words. Zeng Yu watched him open his eyes, raised his head, and stared at each other.

The young man smiled, and put his hands on Zeng Yu's arm to rest his chin on Zeng Yu's chest: "You're awake."

Zeng Yu: "...can you go down, I'm numb."

The boy blinked, then got up and sat cross-legged on Zeng Yu's lap.

Zeng Yu suddenly felt that his upper body was free from confinement, and sat up on the bed, almost bumping into the boy sitting on his lap face to face.

Seeing the pale little face so close at hand, Zeng Yu propped his hands back on the bed and distanced himself from the boy: "Are you a ghost?"

The boy nodded: "Yes."

Zeng Yu: "What are you doing here? Killing me?"

The boy shook his head: "I'm here to suppress you."

Zeng Yu: "..." Young man, you are easy to be suppressed when you speak like this, let me tell you!

Seeing that Zeng Yu didn't understand, the young man continued to explain to him: "Today is the Ghost Festival, so I can come and play with you. If you let me hold you until dawn, I can stay here."

"What do you mean by staying here?"

"Just stay at your house." The young man looked at Zeng Yu and asked earnestly, "I don't need to eat or change clothes, and I can't leave your house, so just let me stay at your house, okay? good?"

Zeng Yu didn't speak, he raised his right hand and slowly approached the boy's face, and then stopped half a centimeter away from the boy's skin.The boy looked at Zeng Yu, and then rubbed his face against his hand like a cat: "You can touch mine, because you are the one I choose to crush."

The touch under his hand was cooler than human skin, but it was smooth. Zeng Yu swallowed inexplicably: "If I refuse, what will happen to you?"

The boy frowned in distress: "I'll find another person after the Ghost Festival next year."

Zeng Yu asked: "You... ghosts, do you all do this?"

The boy shook his head: "Only ghosts who can escape from the gate of hell will have a chance. Next year... I don't even know if I can escape."

"What about your family?"

The young man put his elbows on his legs, and put his hands on his chin: "I won't remember the past after I die, if you let me stay, I won't remember what happened in the gate of hell before I stayed. "

Zeng Yu was a little curious: "What is it like in the ghost gate?"

"I can't talk about it. If I talk about it, I can't stay."

Zeng Yu: "..." This setting really has no f/u/c/k to say.

The boy scratched his head a little uneasy: "If you want to know, I can tell you."

Zeng Yu looked at him suspiciously: "Don't you want to stay?"

The boy said, "I think...you don't want me to pressure you."

The corner of Zeng Yu's mouth twitched: "Will you suck my yang energy after you stay?"

The boy smiled: "I'm not a vixen."

Even though the light was very dim, Zeng Yu was still dazzled by the boy's smile, and he licked the corner of his mouth: "Then what will happen if you suck my yang energy?"

The boy tilted his head and asked him, "How do you suck?"

Zeng Yu lay down with a smile, pulled the boy to lie on his body again, and looked down at him.

The boy lay on Zeng Yu's chest, feeling a slight tremor there, and heard Zeng Yu say, "I'll let you press for a day today, and I will press you later."

The young man looked up at Zeng Yu, who had an inscrutable expression, and thought about what he said, but he didn't understand too much. He just nodded obediently: "Well, I just need to press you until dawn, and you can press me in the future."

Zeng Yu smiled without saying a word.

A month later.

At dawn, Zeng Yu opened his eyes again with difficulty breathing, and looked down, the boy was indeed sleeping soundly on his chest.

It was a bit of a toss last night, the boy was exhausted, Zeng Yu hugged him and put him on the bed without waking up.The teenager liked to sleep on his stomach, and he preferred to sleep on Zeng Yu's body, so Zeng Yu often woke up from his sleep with difficulty breathing, and then put him on the bed helplessly.

Looking at the sleeping boy, Zeng Yu still had an unreal feeling. He didn't even think that the boy's body could absorb his penis, and then, within a month, the boy could already touch things in his house up.

Zeng Yu stroked the boy's hair. Although he didn't know what would happen in the future, if he could, he would be willing to be crushed by this brat for the rest of his life.

【THAN】