The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 40 Feeling of Shame

The memory of the nightmare in the bathroom rolled in her mind, Du Ran's body froze, she hugged her shoulders tightly, and wanted to retreat, but bumped into the cold mechanical iron door behind her, there was no way for her to retreat.

As if admiring, those dark eyes looked at Du Ran's exposed skin unscrupulously, which was fair and delicate, like a piece of fine white jade.

Those dark eyes gradually took on a different meaning.

Unlike that ugly man, what Du Ran felt before was shame, fear, or disgust. However, at this moment, it was the same humiliation, but shyness was mixed between the humiliation.

"You are here, afraid."

"Don't be afraid."

"Ah."

The hoarse voice lowered at some point, and got into his ears little by little, as if trying to pull Du Ran's reason.

The long-lost hazy feeling slowly eroded, and Du Ran once again felt that his mind was covered with a layer of water mist. He was in a trance, and the defense and vigilance that were not easy to build slowly relaxed. The hand also began to loosen, and her whole body relaxed without even knowing it.

Do not!
not like this!

run!run!Get away from here!

The extremely sensitive subconscious mind kept jumping out to remind Du Ran, but her brain seemed to be on strike, her limbs were exhausted, she couldn't move, and she didn't want to move, another voice said softly, can't escape, you can't escape, You see, there is no way back for you.

You see, he killed so many people and imprisoned you.

You see, he has long been familiar with your body, what do you care about.

You see, you are tired, give up...

Slowly, Du Ran's sanity also became confused. She stared straight at the face that was close at hand. Under the night, it was pale, handsome, and flawless in every way. Those dark eyes still reflected No one can resist the beauty of her intoxicated complexion, which is lifeless and yangless.

A pure, eye-catching temperament.

Du Ran's eyes were also slack, and she entered that state again, drifting away, unreliably.

The hand holding the arm was hooked around his neck at some point, and she was approaching him, like a moth, knowing that death was ahead, but still pounced on it, she knew that she was in a bad state, but she couldn't control not being attracted.

"good."

That slender hand with well-defined bones slowly stroked Du Ran's hair, as if encouraging her to get closer to him, the bloodless thin lips opened slightly, and a burst of white air came from inside. When it spouted out, the white air rushed straight towards Du Ran's nose as if he had eyes, and got in.

Du Ran trembled lightly, her mind was muddled, she became more distracted, she even felt very hot, her whole body was hot, hot air gushed out from the depths of her body, it was about to burn her out, she gasped unbearably After a few breaths, he leaned closer to the air-conditioning thing beside him.

Afterwards, Du Ran once again fell into that embrace as a matter of course.

The dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the satisfaction in them could be seen at a glance, and the hostility between the eyebrows and eyes became softer due to the curved corners of the mouth.

A hand was circling on Du Ran's exposed smooth back, as if stroking a piece of fine silk.

Just when he stretched his hand down contentedly, there was a faint smell of blood from the tip of his nose, his pale face changed instantly, he quickly pressed Du Ran's shoulder and pulled her out of his arms, as expected , a dazzling streak of blood snaked down from the corner of Du Ran's mouth.

At this time, Du Ran's eyes were a little clearer, hovering between clearness and haze, obviously the severe pain in her mouth made her clearer a little bit, and she was fighting against that temptation.

His face was even uglier, and traces of black air permeated from behind him. It was a black air full of decay and death.

He was furious, obviously.

Du Ran couldn't help sobbing, obviously the pain of her tongue made her unbearable, but at this moment she was grateful for the severe pain, she couldn't imagine if she could escape from the state just now.

But soon, Du regretted that she had regained her clarity, and she even wished that she would remain in the bewildered state forever, so that at least she would not have to face this situation clearly.

"Please... don't..."

Du Ran's shame was brought to the extreme, she begged, prayed, and lowered her body, her pale face was obviously weak, as if she was about to faint in the next moment.

"Oh. Please."

"Please, please..."

"good."

His pale hands gently brushed away Du Ran's hair sticking to his face, revealing his complete face. He lowered his head, and sighed as if he put his lips on Du Ran's crying red and swollen eyes.

"I let you go."

Du Ran was taken aback for a moment, and before she could show any joy, her hand was grabbed and touched something.

Her face suddenly looked like a cracked sculpture.

(End of this chapter)