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The author has something to say: remake: the original chapters 8,9 and [-], and a little abridged

Known as one of the Holy Lands of Confessions is the Ferris wheel under the night, sitting in the Ferris wheel with the person you like, slowly rising into the air, looking down at the night scene with dazzling lights, looking up at the sky full of stars, as if there are only two people in this world. people only.The two were squeezed into a small space, shrouded in an ambiguous atmosphere called romance, and everything that followed was taken for granted.

The above is what Liang Hong said to Liu Bing in a resentful tone while lying on the glass door of the Ferris wheel, looking enviously at the couple who were kissing affectionately next to him.The translation is: "Everyone rides the Ferris wheel with the person they like, what's the point of us both being women?"

Liu Bing couldn't answer directly: "I really came here with the person I like." So she flew out of the Ferris wheel, floating in mid-air, and asked Liang Hong: "Compared to coming alone?"

Well, you are great.

Liang Hong waved to Liu Bing and whispered, "Come back soon." Would it be okay if someone saw Liu Bing floating in the air?

Of course Liu Bing was not that stupid. The moment she decided to fly out, she had already switched herself to "Liang Hong's single mode", that is, only Liang Hong could see her.The reason why she didn't come back immediately was because there was a gaze that made it hard for her to ignore.That gaze came from the male of a couple on the Ferris wheel. He is clearly a human being, but he can see himself. Could it be that yin and yang eyes really exist?

Forget it, even if you have yin and yang eyes, you can only see yourself, and it can't hinder anything.But if Liang Hong could see that she was absent-minded, it might affect her mood.Although Liu Bing thought so in his heart, he couldn't help but look at the couple a few more times. Because of these few glances, Liang Hong's expression changed, becoming very...very awkward.

She suddenly wanted to hurt Liu Bing.

"You, you've never been in a relationship, have you? Would you like me to introduce some college students who are jealous of talents?" Liang Hong smiled so much that the corners of her eyes curled up.

"No need, I have someone I like." The unexpected frankness made Liang Hong speechless, but it didn't mean that she didn't ask the kid who appeared with Liu Bing.But that will have to wait until the vacation is over.

Until the ferris wheel let them off, Liu Bing and Liang Hong didn't say a word, not because of embarrassment, but they both closed their mouths tacitly, watching the night outside the glass quietly, unexpectedly, somewhat harmonious.

Do ghosts need to sleep?It seems that there is no need for this.

But Liu Bing insisted that Liang Hong give up half of the bed for her, on the grounds that he was not used to the living conditions of ghosts.Fart, why don't you say that you don't know how to fly when you suddenly fly out of the Ferris wheel?However, Liang Hong only had the right to be a haiku, and finally gave up.

Liu Bing couldn't tell her that he just wanted to get closer, and it didn't matter if he couldn't touch it, or if he couldn't touch it, even if it was only the exchange of breath, it would be good.

"Are you satisfied with just the exchange of breath?"

"No, of course not, but what does this have to do with you?" The person who had been watching Liu Bing on the Ferris wheel before suddenly appeared in front of her.

"It really doesn't matter, but as a person who has experienced it, I can't help but want to help a girl who is troubled by a relationship." The man replied.

"What can you do to help me come back to life?" Liu Bing smiled.

The man waved his hand and said, "It's impossible to come back alive, but it's not a big problem to borrow a body once in a while, unless you don't want to touch her." Then, the man fell to the ground, standing on Liu In front of Bing is a soul completely different from the appearance of the man.

Possessed?I see.

When Liu Bing saw the body lying on the ground, his heart moved.If it is attached to this body, can he use his hands to touch Liang Hong's body instead of passing through it like air.What kind of touch will her face, her lips, and her tongue be like? Is it as soft as imagined?With a body, can I hug her tightly?

This is obviously something that I have been thinking about day and night these days, but now that the achievement is in front of my eyes, Liu Bing cannot accept it.Yes, she declined this seemingly entirely self-serving offer.

She can't accept other people's body to touch her Liang Hong, even if the body is her own.

But, she had a good idea, a good idea that had the best of both worlds.

Liu Bing walked into Liang Hong, and then entered her body.It couldn't be easier to possess a sleeping person.Now, she can feel free to touch the one she loves.

As for the ghost, it has long since disappeared with his body.Whether his help is genuine or not is meaningless to Liu Bing.Now she is silent in a wonderful journey.

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It was an amazing feeling, I was truly one with her.

I can clearly feel her breathing, her heartbeat, and even the relaxation of every pore on her body.

I know that person just now has bad intentions, but I also thank him sincerely. If it weren't for him, I really don't know how I could be touched by Liang Hong, with such an insubstantial soul like me?I think it will never be possible.

I dare say there is no one person in the world who can get so close to another person as I am now.

Liang Hong wrapped me up.

I controlled her body, trembling with excitement, I touched her face with her hands, whether it was the hands or the face, the touch made my heart beat.

The fingertips slid from the forehead to the chin, from the neck to the collarbone, and finally stopped at the collar, which is not good. "What's wrong, she doesn't know anyway, besides, you are also a woman, what are you afraid of?" There is such a voice in my heart that keeps clamoring, it is right, I think.

So, he unbuttoned the obstructive buttons one by one, including the row behind.However, I didn't dare to take them all off after all, so I had to let them hang on my arms, just to block the hands that were scurrying up and down due to my control.But blocking doesn't mean I won't touch that alluring whiteness.

I'd like to replace "touch" with "taste" if I could, but that's fine for now.

So, what about a little further down, a little further down?

His fingers went down little by little until he found the last piece of defense on her body.The left hand was still stuck in the white snow and refused to leave, the middle finger of the right hand slowly poked into the edge of defense, along Liang Hong's white leg, and faded to the tip of the toe.With the disappearance of the cloth, my shame seemed to disappear.I couldn't believe I was doing something so nasty: the next second I was sticking the fabric to my face and licking like crazy until the fabric was wet.I breathed heavily the air around Liang Hong that I had made extremely ambiguous.Then, I put that defense back in its original position, through it, slowly rubbing her tightly closed secret, what a pervert I am, but so what?

"Hmm..." There was such a voice in my throat that I was so frightened that I immediately left Liang Hong.

Is she going to wake up?

If she wakes up, how can I explain this mess?Pretending to be asleep?But ghosts don't sleep, what should I do, how should I explain?By the way, I am a ghost, I have no entity, so I cannot touch her.When I said I didn't know, she might think it was because of her bad sleeping position, so she opened it up by herself.Yes, this is the truth.I quickly lay down, carried Liang Hong on my back, and mentally simulated thousands of times when she asked me, I should respond.

After a long time, there was no sound. It turned out that Liang Hong just turned over and showed no sign of waking up.

I slowly leaned down and put our lips on top of each other. It's useless, but I like to get in from here.

I looked at my watch, but it was only past two o'clock in the morning, and the night was still very long.