The layered curtains beside the bed were pulled up by the gold hooks, and the teenager sat alone on the edge of the bed. Against the backdrop of the big bed, his stature became more and more slender, almost engulfed by the shadows.
He was still wearing the prom dress, but it was now wrinkled, torn from the neck to the shoulders by himself.
Rowett was at the door, lowering his voice and instructing his subordinate generals.
From time to time, he turned his head to look at Ge Xiu sitting on the bed, and he didn't seem to be very relieved.
Ge Xiu's cheeks were bulged by the candy. He lowered his head and didn't move. He just sat there quietly, the hair band that had been tied earlier had been loosened, and his long blue-purple hair was hanging loosely on his shoulders.
He looked well-behaved and clever, and he didn't have the dangerous look of ferocity and brutality just now.
Finally, Rowett ended the conversation.
He closed the door, raised his hand and loosened the bow tie around his neck, then turned and walked towards Ge Xiu, who was sitting beside the bed.
Gossi raised his head.
His cheekbones were still flushed, and it looked even more conspicuous on his skin as white as the first snow. A pair of blue-purple eyes were misty, and he couldn't tell his emotions, and it was hard to say he was awake. a bit.
Lovett raised his hand and touched the top of his hair.
Ge Xiu blinked, but didn't move.
-Fortunately, at least it is much stronger than the guard who almost broke his arm when he came back.
"How are you feeling?" Rowett asked.
Gossi shook his head.
"Are you thirsty?"
Ge Xiu thought for a while, then nodded slowly.
Lovett brought a cup of warm water to his lips from the tray beside him, Ge Xiu lowered his eyes and sipped water from his palm, looking very well-behaved.
The long eyelashes drooped down, casting shadows on his face, like butterfly wings, trembling slightly in the light, and fluffy.
As if a feather scratched in his heart.
Lovett raised his hand and rubbed the boy's soft cheeks, feeling that his heart was soft and outrageous, and his voice softened: "What more do you want?"
Ge Xiu raised his eyes to look at him again, his misty eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that he took some time to digest the information, and then he said:
"hot."
His voice was very hoarse, and the originally clear and slightly cold voice was mixed with the texture of sand and gravel friction.
Lovett turned around and was about to adjust the temperature in his room, but as soon as he turned his back, he heard a shrill sound of cloth tearing behind him.
He turned his head in surprise and looked at Ge Xiu who was sitting on the bed.
The teenager's fingernails were as sharp as razors, and in an instant, the high-quality dress cut a huge hole, and then pulled hard, it turned into a fragile strip of cloth, which was simply and rudely peeled off from the body.
Fragments of clothes fell like snowflakes and fell on the bed and carpet.
Ge Xiu blinked innocently: "Hot."
Lovett: "… "
Ge Xiu stretched the arm that finally got rid of the restraint, then lowered his head and glanced at his lower body, tugging at his trousers with his fingers, as if thinking about how to repeat the old trick.
Rowett has a headache.
He stepped forward quickly, raised his hand to hold Ge Xiu's hand that was about to move, and coaxed helplessly, "It won't be hot in a while, darling."
The young man's soft and cold body is close at hand, the previous touch in the pool seems to still stay on the palm of his hand, and the faint aroma of wine floats, like a rolling ocean of rum, it is very cold, but it is hot on the face. .
Now, Rowett is feeling the heat too.
The heat made the air seem to boil.
He tightened his lips, and his Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, as if he was also contaminated by the alcohol escaping in the air.
Lovett knows that he is not a person with a high moral standard, and as long as he can make himself happy, he has always had no scruples and no scruples.
The instincts of plunder and aggression are on full display in him.
What's more, he had already had an idea about his mermaid.
Now the other party is sitting in front of him so defenseless, if he doesn't do something, he's just a little sorry for himself.
but…
Rowett looked down at Ge Xiu, who seemed to be still dazed in front of him. His dark eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if some complicated emotions were swirling and swirling in them, and precipitated into some kind of inexplicable undercurrent.
He raised his hand and stroked the other's jaw, moving slowly and softly, lingering for a long time.
—Probably… I still care a little bit at last.
Lovett took a deep breath and forced himself to look away, and his voice had become deep and hoarse at some point: "You..."
Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Ge Xiu.
He frowned and said, "Water."
Lovett thought he still wanted to drink water, so he straightened up, picked up the water glass beside the bed and handed it over.
But Ge Xiu's brows furrowed even tighter, he shook his head: "It's not this."
That's not it
Lovett was stunned.
Ge Xiu seemed to be getting irritable at the moment. The quiet and well-behaved appearance just now was torn up like waste paper. He struggled to stand up and walked out with the edge of the bed: "Water..."
Rowett followed him to his feet, and stretched out his hand to protect Gossiu in case he suddenly fell.
At that moment, he seemed to suddenly understand something, and said in a coaxing tone: "Okay, water, there is water here—"
Rowett picked up Gorshu.
The juvenile's skeleton is slender, and he has almost no weight in his hands, but the strength of his struggle is amazing, and his voice is vague:
"I can go..."
Rowett quickened his pace and patiently persuaded: "Yes, you can walk, you can walk, but it's faster, don't move—"
The door of the bathroom was kicked open impatiently by the man, the light above his head lit up, and a huge private bath appeared in front of him. The bright and clean marble covered the huge room, and a row of luxurious and gorgeous silver faucets began to flow out at the same time. , the cold water quickly filled the bathtub.
Ge Xiu's eyes lit up, he broke free of Lovett's arm, and the whole person fell into it.
He knocked the nozzle of the bath salt off, but it was too late when Lovett reached out to turn it off. Fragrant bubbles gushed out of the bathtub and spread rapidly under the impact of the water.
"Crap-"
The sound of fabric tearing resounded again.
The blue-purple fishtail burst through the fabric and exposed, and under the lights and bubbles, there was a nearly multicolored light, which was as beautiful as a fairy tale.
The mermaid emerged from the water, long hair dripping wetly against his empty upper body, from the top of his head to his eyebrows and eyelashes, covered with a layer of white foam, as if submerged by snowflakes.
Lovett couldn't help laughing.
The mermaid thought dully for a while, then raised her brows angrily: "Are you laughing at me?"
Rowett restrained the corners of his lips that kept twitching, and said in a smiling voice, "I didn't laugh at you, I just..."
Before he could finish his words, the huge fish tail rolled up from the edge of the bath and swept towards his legs with an almost unattainable speed.
Lovett lost his balance when he was caught off guard, and the whole person also plunged into the bath.
He surfaced, raised his hand and wiped the water from his face, coughing violently.
The mermaid laughed without compassion: "Hahahahahaha, you are the same as me now."
Lovett looked down at himself, his shirt was completely wet, and the wrinkles were filled with foam. Although he couldn't see his face and head, it was estimated that he and the other party were almost all white. .
Ge Xiu put the bubbles around him in his arms and sprinkled it towards Lovett who fell into the water. He still looked drunk, but the corners of his brows and eyes were occupied by pure happiness, a kind of happiness that the mischief had succeeded - Mantian The flying foam flickered with colorful halos under the light, and instantly drowned the emperor's head that had just been exposed on the water.
Lovett was buried upright.
But the next second, he was silent.
Although Ge Xiu was still a little confused, he vaguely knew that the other party couldn't breathe in the water.
He frowned and said slowly, "Hello...?"
There was still a dead silence in the pool, not even half a bubble came out.
The merman blinked dully, and swam towards the place where Rowett was last exposed, raised his hand to dig up the dense thick foam on it, raised his voice, and shouted slowly:
"Where are you?"
At that moment, the foam pile in front of him suddenly burst open from the bottom up. The man jumped up from the bottom of the water and rushed towards him with a big laugh. into the foam pile.
Snow-white foam rose and fell, densely intermingled in the blue-purple hair of the mermaid.
Rowett gradually restrained the smile on his lips, his dark eyes were dark and serene, his eyes became deep and fiery, tumbling like molten lava, clamoring for the amazing desire to choose someone to devour, but under it , but there is a kind of hidden tenderness and complexity flowing quietly, his eyes are like hooks or sharp knives, like honey or poison, fixedly staring at the young man in front of him—
It was as if he was the only one left in the world.
Others are no longer important.
He raised his hand to trace the curve of the mermaid's jaw, the delicate and cold skin melted on his fingertips like snowflakes, and his eyes were warm and persistent.
The mermaid blinked, and the thin bubbles fell from his eyelashes and melted into the water. His wet eyes were hard to focus due to alcoholism, but he seemed to be thinking about some difficult and profound question. He was naive and dazed. are confused.
The distance is shortened.
Searing breath sprayed onto the icy skin.
Then... a kiss.
A simple kiss, without the slightest erotic color, mixed with the surging aroma of bath salts and the slight bitterness of citrus, quietly fell on the lips of the mermaid.
The boy blinked slowly and looked at him blankly.
His lips were cold, and the soft lips were wet, with a faint smell of the ocean, like the shaking and shaking of the sea before a storm.
However, the dryness and heat that he felt in the living room before did not go out at all. Instead, it ignited vigorously from the bottom of his suppressed heart, quickly burning Lovett's reason to ashes. The scalding temperature of human beings spread rapidly like the fire of a prairie prairie, and the astonishing high temperature was quickly transferred to the icy pool water around him. The water splashed, and the surrounding air became thick and hot.
He pried open the mermaid's teeth, the other's sharp teeth pierced the tip of his tongue, the faint smell of blood floated in his mouth, and the slight pain brought the pleasure of walking on the tip of a knife.
Rowett realized more clearly that the harmless teenager in front of him was a dangerous and terrifying beast, a sea-monster that was neither a mermaid nor a human being.
It is derived from mythology and is a brutal beast that feeds on humans.
- His sharp teeth can easily bite off a human's fragile throat, his nails can tear his chest, and his huge and powerful tail can instantly smash bones and knock an adult unconscious.
However, no matter how awake he was, he couldn't help indulging his obsession and depravity.
It seems to be a deadly bewitchment from the depths of the soul, which can evoke the most primitive fanaticism and obsession of every creature.
Lovett understood so clearly why Grand Guild Willis willingly opened the hood of isolation and embraced the icy god of death.
Because this bloody and cruel terrifying beauty is an irresistible temptation for any existence.
He is like a sailor who is driving a boat and struggling in the waves on the sea surface. He is tempted by the song to sail into the dangerous waters, and desperately runs towards the dream that symbolizes death.
Like a puppet controlled by the other's terrifying charm - unable to refuse, unable to escape.
Even if he uses himself as bait, he is willing, and even if he is buried here in the next moment, he will not complain.
He was fascinated by him.
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within the institute.
The huge screen displayed complex jumping data and patterns, and Pandora's index soared.
The director stared at the scene in front of him with a frantic gaze, almost forgetting to breathe.
The researcher on the side was also excited. He suppressed the trembling of his voice and asked: "So, director, the index of this world has far exceeded the expected effect. Do we still want to continue?"
The director's eyes were glued to the huge screen, and the uncontrollable joy was suppressed in his eyes. He didn't look back, but asked directly:
"What about the stable value of the criminal's brain?"
"In the up and down fluctuations, although it is not stable, it is still within the normal range."
After thinking for a while, the director said slowly: "Be prepared to leave at any time, and cut off quickly once the data exceeds expectations, but now..."
He fixedly stared at the data on the screen, and slowly evoked an excited smile:
"—Now we can indulge ourselves for a while and enjoy the joy of the impending victory."