Fanwai Qianzel
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The corpse gradually cooled down, and his excitement calmed down a little. Looking at the knife on the chest of the deceased, he bent his lips happily and disappeared into the night.
Love this stuff—killing, blood.
Until he had a very different focus on a prey, a very different curiosity and interest.
When he first met her in the tavern, he was curious about the girl's calmness and composure. Although what she asked was simple, it was indeed related to her own thoughts.
He liked those eyes very much, calm and gentle eyes. And when she spoke, her calm voice.
At that time, he had some interest, so when he saw her again, he felt strangely reluctant to torture and kill her, so he had to compromise and think, just keep her eyes, although he really wanted to collect them, but he didn't want to see her empty eye sockets. He couldn't say why, but he just didn't want to.
But the prey tiptoed and kissed him.
The momentary palpitations, heartbeat, soft lips against his own, so beautiful that people forget to breathe.
It's not that he has never seen lovers kiss. But it's disgusting, kissing with lips and teeth, isn't it disgusting
But it's true that you don't hate it. He even felt a little fascinated, and took the initiative to rub the corner of her lips intimately, completely conquered by this novelty.
He had given her the exception, and the best patience he had ever had. He liked to be close to her, to tease her, and to surprise her with the surprises of his imagination.
He was blond, the mark of a pure-blood nobility.
Staying in the cannibal palace since he was a child, watching his mother being killed with his own eyes, Qianzel's heart did not fluctuate when he was a child, only occasionally a little dull.
It wasn't until one time when he was watching the execution and the blood spurted out that he suddenly became very happy. Since then, he has found something that makes him happy.
He's not normal, he knows it.
But so what. Why normal
And there is no doubt that he is a man of talent, able to survive the palace, and even, if he chooses, he can take the highest position.
But the palace could not be satisfied with killing, he began to walk around idly until he met the most beloved prey.
It was the first time he kissed that he knew that there was such a feeling in this world, it made people reluctant to kill another person, and he could even be infinitely tolerant and patient towards this person.
Even, began to be willing to change for this person.
There is no one in this world who likes perverts, but he never cared. However, she said she hated it, but it made him flustered until he was at a loss, his heart palpitations made it difficult to breathe.
Do you hate it? Then he changes. Don't hate it if you change it. This sentence is annoying, it can really kill him.
In fact, he couldn't get rid of the habit of killing in the end. That was the usual way to obtain pleasure since he was a child, so no matter who he saw later, his first reaction was to always look at the skeleton first.
But slowly, he was also able to obtain happiness from other aspects.
He likes to study cooking, because every time she cooks something fresh and delicious, she will be amazed and praised, and eat happily, which makes him feel satisfied.
He likes to look at the stars, because every time they look at the stars together, the surroundings are very quiet, as if the two of them are enclosed in a small world alone.
He likes bedtime stories, because her gentle telling can make him clearly understand her care.
So actually, it's not like those things.
It's just that I fell in love with someone.