Not a single drop of that cup of coffee was spilled on Bennett Rails' body during the pulling.
"Ow—"
The young man let out a low cry.
The coffee cup fell to the ground and spun in a circle. The carefully starched shirt on Bennett's body was stained a large brown by the coffee, and the scalding temperature made him gasp continuously, and the expression on his handsome face contorted.
Rand stared at the mess in front of him in shock. He frantically pulled a tissue to help wipe the coffee stains off Bennett's body, but at the same time he couldn't really concentrate because he could clearly see that on the ceiling, Munster was grinning at Bennett, and the two tentacles were dangling above his head, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood.
Go back - Munster -
Rand tried to intimidate Munster with his eyes, and after meeting his gaze, the latter wiggled his tail and crawled towards the wall. Its movements are a bit like a mix of snakes and lizards crawling, and it looks a little weird. If Bennett looks up at this time, he will scream because of what he sees.
However, I have to say that Munster is just like a natural hunter, and it didn't let Bennett see himself at all.
In real life, human beings sometimes still maintain the basic vigilance left over from ancient times, such as a behemoth appearing in the blind spot of your sight, or a bad intuition brought by a dangerous creature - like Mance With such a body type, if it is under normal circumstances, it should be easy to detect.
But in fact, Bennett didn't notice it at all.
Its breath is very weak, and there is no sound when it moves, coupled with its amazing attack power - it is indeed the best "weapon" in the world, for example, it is clearly right above Bennett. , to Bennett it seemed invisible.
It hangs from the ceiling with ease, and its wide-open mouth can chew through Bennett's fragile skull in one bite, like a snake crushing a bird's egg with its throat muscles. It'll swallow all the bursting blood, all the brains, the corpse will be injected with digestive juices - the same drop it deliberately dripped into the coffee - and Bennett, this healthy, mature adult male, will become A large packet of delicious nutrient solution, enough for Munster to enjoy.
Of course, these are just assumptions.
In reality, things turned out differently.
Munster knew Rand wouldn't like it, so despite his disgust at the Twoleg who had invaded his territory, Munster just watched him from a distance.
It saw Bennett's brown hair and his straight face, and Rand's kindness toward him—beyond that bloodthirsty appetite, Munster felt a little dazed, it didn't understand why such a creature ( Fragile and reeking of testosterone that's terribly disgusting) would make Rand so soft-hearted.
Munster found himself inexplicably hating the man, very hated. It hates Bennett sitting next to Rand, and Rand never lets him on that sofa! It hates the way Bennett looks at Rand, and the hormones he releases at Rand - it has never experienced such feelings, yes, "feelings", and for Munster, Twolegs are more Plenty just represent food, and no siren somehow hates its own food.
It twisted its body and observed the two people below from a better angle.
Rand had never treated it with that attitude, Munster thought ignorantly, and it began to hope that one day, Rand would be watching with that kind of gaze...
Rand had no idea what Munster was thinking.
He was just more certain than anyone that Munster must have understood his instructions, and it was just habitually starting to play dumb again.
Rand could feel the veins throbbing on his forehead, and even had the urge to take off his slippers and slam them against the roof. It was precisely because he was immersed in such emotions that he didn't come back to his senses until Bennett called him several times.
"I know it's presumptuous, but I thought I might need to borrow your bathroom."
Bennett gave Rand a wry smile, and he pointed to his shirt that had been completely scrapped.
"I need to meet some other people later and thank god I have a replacement shirt in my bag."
Rand blinked. In Bennett's situation, it was impossible for him to say no.
…
"This looks really..." Half a minute later, Bennett stood in Rand's bathroom, staring at the bathroom door that was about to lose its shape.
It took him a long time to find his tongue.
"Gosh, it looks like a disaster," he said.
Rand laughs a little embarrassedly—he hasn't gone to work, and credit cards can't afford to refit the bathroom door (Rand definitely doesn't want to use the few black express cards Vinson left him with card, which would embarrass him). Plus, there's another reason Munster waits obediently in his new bedroom, the bathtub, only when he can see Rand.
This means that even if Rand does install the bathroom door, he must keep the bathroom door open in order to ensure that he will not have another wet monster on the bed in the middle of the night. (Although strictly speaking, there will actually be an extra slimy monster on his bed in the end)
Considering all this, Rand ended up just casually placing the tattered door against the wall. He didn't know that someone would suddenly come to his house, and he didn't expect that person would need to use his bathroom.
"Well, there was an accident," Rand said dryly.
"Accidental? You mean the dog?"
Bennett bent down, and he looked at the crack on the door. There was a lot of stubble, and it looked like something had forcibly chewed the good-quality door.
"Dog?" Rand looked at Bennett blankly, and then finally remembered what he had said before, and he could only continue to nod in embarrassment, "Ah, yes... dog, I mean, Munster, it There is some excess energy."
As he spoke, he felt the wonderful feeling of his heart tightening and lifting into his throat.
Because at the same time as he spoke, a shadow silently fell from the corner of the bathroom, and it dropped a monster head with four eyes, the upper body drooped, and it fell behind Bennett.
"Oh no-"
Rand exclaimed in horror.
"Do not?"
"Not good...I think...I should go to the park to find my neighbors and get Munster back... Haha, ha, I made an appointment with him, but I just remembered this."
Rand swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moisturizing his dry saliva, and his eyes went straight past Bennett and fell on Munster behind him.
The monster silently reattached to the ceiling.
Bennett raised his eyebrows.
He had already noticed that Rand had a strange aura in his body, and what he said was simply "please get out of here quickly".
Oh, he's hiding something.
Bennett thought confidently.
When he entered the bedroom, he observed Rand's wardrobe, the door of the wardrobe was slightly open, and considering the strange behavior of Rand and the strange sound from the bedroom...
Perhaps, not long ago, there was another person hiding in this room.
Bennett sniffed, he smelled a faint fishy smell...
There was an ambiguous expression on his face.
He associates those smells with other things, the same stickiness, the same fishy smell.
Bennett involuntarily looked at Rand again, and he found something new, such as the little traces on the white neck of the black-haired youth's unbuttoned shirt. (Actually, that was Munster getting too excited about Rand's "princess hug" earlier, and the tentacles left some light suction marks on Rand's neck).
Rand has been staring at him with a slightly panicked look - Bennett didn't notice that the panic in the eyes was actually "fear", he just found himself because of Rand's focused gaze And feel a little hot.
He didn't know how to explain this feeling, but one thing was certain, Rand Sivers's attitude towards him was definitely not like the attitude of a normal person to a work assistant. The pale black-haired youth looked like he was afraid of a strong, masculine man. And that man was him - Bennett thought proudly.
He felt some itching on the back of his neck, and then reached out and touched his neck.
Of course, there was nothing there, and the feeling of a little bug crawling quickly disappeared.
Bennett didn't care about that, and with a hint of secrecy, he unbuttoned his shirt as sexy as possible under Rand's gaze—a normal guy, the kind of guy who has no interest in men at all, would At a time like this, he left immediately. At least, he would divert his attention, but Bennett immediately realized that Rand had not done so at all. When the other man undressed in front of him, Rand was just a His face was pale, and he stood at the door of the bathroom like a pillar of salt.
He stared at Bennett (Munster on the ceiling behind him) deadly, sweat dripping from his forehead.
Bennett thought it was a good start, and he gave Rand a deep look before unbuttoning all his buttons. In front of that trembling young man who looked like a deer caught by a hunter, he recklessly showed off his well-trained muscles and his skin that was deliberately tanned, like honey.
… Rand Sivers looked a little more agitated. He's sweating a lot, Bennett thought, then licking his lips involuntarily.
Then, there was a tingling sensation from the back of his neck, as if there were insects crawling.