Yu Chu pursed his lips, feeling that he should not be too eager to stimulate him, but should be gentler and take his time.
After all, this person is a psychopath and can't understand him normally. If he really gets angry, the result may not be what she wants to see. She actually understood how much the fragment cared about her, but he didn't understand the fragment in front of him. She had to teach him slowly and step by step.
The Lord God said that the fragments will protect her.
But Fragment's personality is different, like the psychopathic child in front of him, he needs someone to teach him.
The girl put down the knife slowly, and in the next second, someone stepped close to her and grabbed her wrist. Qianzel took the knife from her hand, and said in a soothing and slightly angry tone, "Next time I will give you another gift, this one is not suitable for you. "
He took the knife, and his mood seemed to be slightly relaxed. He kissed the top of her hair affectionately with his thin lips, turned the tip of the knife to himself, held the girl's slender fingers, and said softly, "You come here." Come on, stab a few times to relieve your anger, it's not worth being angry for him."
When he said this, in a corner where the girl couldn't see, the violence and blood in his pupils almost overflowed, but in the end he just licked his thin red lips, and in a state of rage, he was strangely gentle: "Hey, don't do it in the future." Get mad at me for others, okay?"
The lingering voice, nostalgic and fascinated, hides the restrained coldness and extreme anger.
his. To be mad at someone else...
Holding her hand and pointing the knife at himself, only Qianzel knew how angry he was, bloodthirsty flashed in his squinted blue eyes, but on the surface he was still a gentle and patient beautiful boy with a smile on his lips.
He lowered his eyes in fascination, kissed along the top of the girl's hair, gently kissed her earlobe, and licked the tip of her white ear provocatively with the tip of his scarlet tongue, trapping her in his arms with a strong and shocking possession.
He waited quietly for the knife to drop.
The girl in his arms let go of his hand and shook her head lightly, "I'm not angry with him, didn't I say that, I'm looking for him because of you..."
She just said casually, and after she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to push him away, but Qianzel stopped completely, and after a while, she eased her tone, cautious and weird: "Really?"
The girl didn't understand why he didn't believe it, she nodded silently, and continued to push him: "It's not safe here, you just killed someone, leave quickly..."
Before the words fell, the chin was picked up, and the other party bowed his head almost obsessively and kissed her, the tip of his tongue pressed against her lips, entangled forcefully, easily conquering the city. For the first time, his breath was a little hot.
As if an ancient spell controlled his mood, the young man was so happy that he didn't understand why, his slender arms propped up the wall behind the girl, encircling her in his arms, his lips and tongue slowly tossing and turning with burning heat and joy, feeling that her breathing was a little short, still She backed away considerately, and waited for her to catch her breath before softly rubbing against her again.
A trace of undisguised desire appeared in his eyes, his fingers slid in from the girl's clothes, and touched her waist lightly, trying to push her clothes up for easier movement, but he was still thinking about it with displeasure. This is where it can be seen at any time.
He finally put down his hand, and softly pecked the girl's lips. With the sparkling pure blue eyes, all abnormal emotions were hidden, leaving a cute and beautiful image of a beautiful boy, and he rubbed her softly.
"You don't like me killing people?"