Dangerous Girls Drag Me Into Danger

Are you fascinated just by recalling the taste of Juncheng?

No! Say no!

I'm not drooling over the person I like...

"Hahaha, look, I'll just say it? Sure enough, this is what you really think!"

"No! It's not! Shut up! Shut up! Shut me up!

I continued to shake my head, tossing my hair to and fro, and desperately covering my ears, I didn't want to hear this nasty voice saying nasty things.

However, how could such an act of covering his ears cut off the sound from his own body?

It's just that it really didn't speak anymore. I was walking alone on a deserted street, and the world returned to silence again.

Walking in silence, it was past one o'clock in the morning when I returned to the apartment. I took out the key and opened the door and walked in.

The light in the living room is still on, Nana, she-wait for me to wait until now....

Seeing me entering the room, she put down her phone and turned to look at me and said.

"It's really late. I shouldn't be working outside today, right? Have you eaten? I'll go and warm up the dishes for you."

I, who are already immortal, obviously won't die even if I don't eat...

But why do I still feel hungry...

...don't eat.. I went to sleep first and said-

"Smoked?"

The thought that I wanted to discuss with Nana was also forgotten by me. I stumbled back to the room, and when I entered the room, I threw myself on the bed.

I can't forget that smell.

The taste is extremely sweet, and it made me want to play it with a heavy weight to absorb it. Three Light Novels

The saliva that was produced was swallowed and swallowed again, and it slid down the wall on the esophagus.

I held my chest tightly, my heart stopped beating...

"It's like a girl in love.

...I told you to shut up.

I buried my cheeks in the pillow and made a sticky sound.

"Xiang Yuexian, did you know? 'Hunger' is not just about food, it is sometimes used to refer to demanding love.

"Huh? What are you talking about...

Why did this guy suddenly become serious.... He said it like a gangster just now, but now he has changed to a serious style.

Hate, this tone sounds a bit like Jun Cheng said--

"Loneliness is also a hunger, a spiritual hunger in anticipation of love.

"You say I'm lonely? What a joke, I have a lot of friends!"

"That's just an appearance. In fact, you are still lonely because you are afraid of losing them, just like those friends you used to be.

my former friend...

They are all dead...

For human beings, my lifespan is too long, and I will definitely grieve for the loss of friends, so I began to avoid making friends with humans.

But in fact, I know that no matter whether the other party is human or not, it is just a matter of sooner or later that the day of separation will come.

"Hunger will become the fuel of desire, and the more you suppress, the more powerful the energy accumulated, and will eventually form an unimaginable destructive force. By the end, the boundaries between feelings and desires will become more and more ambiguous, the spirit will become cloudy, and it will no longer be possible to When you have a clear distinction between feelings and desires, you can't help but want to eat all the things you like. Maybe your favorite An Juncheng will be left for you to enjoy at the end. No, it definitely will. It became like that. To say why..

.Because you are a [ghoul]. "

It is absolutely the worst behavior that will not be forgiven by anyone to eat the one you love to the bone marrow.

Only I unilaterally obtained satisfaction, which is extremely selfish behavior. big again

But.. a certain part of my heart thinks that is not bad for me..- something must be wrong."-...

"The pain and fear of loss can't make people forget hunger, but eating them all can make the soul less painful."

It babbled on something that sounded incomprehensible, but I could understand what he meant.

Because as long as I eat it, I feel like they'll be with me forever', 'We've become one'

It's obviously a wrong idea, but I can't help it...

"What the **** are you...

Why are you coming to shake me--.

Why do you want to dig my heart...

"Well, who knows, I don't know what I am, anyway, it has grown on you since you were conscious. But just from the appearance, it's just a mouth, right? You just think I'm here. The liar who bewitched you is fine, quack~"

"Then you liar's eloquence is really good.

"Hehe, thank you for your compliment~"

..However, I still don't plan to eat my friends! You give up!

Oh, don't jump to conclusions, it's not too late to decide after you taste it, isn't it?"

"Taste? How to taste it? You should let me take a bite of Juncheng!"

Not to mention that doing this will only scare Juncheng, and I can't guarantee that I can control it after I bite... Today I just saw Juncheng's intestines, and I can't restrain myself. If ate a...

"No, there's no need to alarm him, don't you remember? A part of his body is placed with your trustee."

Being reminded so by it, I suddenly remembered.

Because of Xue'er's relationship, Juncheng cut off his body parts-parts to Xue'er.

That root.-.

"The little finger of the left hand!

When this thought arises, it cannot be dissipated.

Just eat one---..I really seem to have a taste of Juncheng

The heartbeat is connected to the stomach, the heartbeat drives the appetite, and when the appetite rises, it can no longer be restrained. …

My mouth filled with saliva again -- again.

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Chapter 16.6 [Innocent Succubus] Dreams

[Pure succubus] Dreaming things:

"It's here again... Enough...

After opening my eyes, I found myself in a strange place.

There are many suns and an unbelievably curved moon in the sky. The whole sky is distorted, just like the sky in the painting of Starry Night, and the reality has become abstract.

No, it's just because this isn't \'reality', that's why it looks like this.

That's right, this is the 'dreamland',

Recently, I have been dreaming all the time, and it is the same dream, which is really rare.

As a succubus (dream demon), I can control the physiological phenomenon of 'dream'.

You can independently control whether you want to enter the dream state while sleeping, you can maintain self-awareness in the dream, you can control the dream state freely, and you can sneak into other people's dreams, even if she has a strong mental power like her mother. , Can change other people's dreams at will, make hints in sleep, and even brainwash, dominate each other....

Of course, you can also let yourself not dream.

Since I was able to control my dreams, I just stopped dreaming, because I hate dreaming very much.

Maybe it’s not a big deal for ordinary people to dream, after all, most of them will forget what they dreamed when they wake up, but it’s not the case for me, because I can maintain self-awareness in the dream and wake up. Later I can also remember the things in the dream and of course the 'nightmare' as well.

I remember when I was very young, when I couldn't control my dreams, nightmares became a very scary thing

And the time in the dream is very ambiguous, - if I have a nightmare, I can only run away, find - hide in a corner, afraid of being found...

Speaking of which, at that time, I was afraid of being found by something.

I don't remember very much.. I just know that it was something very scary that kept chasing me.

So sleeping became a very scary thing, every night I cried and didn't want to sleep, my mother frowned and said i\'Which succubus is not born to be able to control dreams.-. What is it? How useless! Squirting...., seeing my mother angry, I became even more afraid

Fear will make the dream even worse. The dream every night has a high possibility of being a nightmare. The more you dream, the more afraid you are, the more afraid

How did I escape from the nightmare after that?

By the way, at that time, he was still...

Every time he saw me crying, he would pick me up to coax me and tell me stories.... I stopped crying when I felt tired.

It's amazing that as long as you sleep in his arms, you won't have nightmares, but will have a dream that is the same as the story he told.

At first, I didn't understand what death is all about. When I was a child, no one could understand the end of 'death'. .

Anyway, I haven't seen him since that day.

The feeling of wanting to see him increases day by day. Every day I ask my mother where my father has gone, but my mother never answers, not even a word of comfort, not even a word of \"He has gone far, far away, and then again. I won't come back.' If you lie to children like this,

But she's not the kind of person who can say that.

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Later, I thought that even if it was a dream, it would be great if I could dream of him. Since then, I gradually became able to control my dreams.

But as I grew up I realized that the 'that' I made wasn't really him at all.

He just repeats the same lines and does the same thing, without even changing his expression.

Like the N in the game

Very irritable, very irritable, no matter how he is shaped, it is still far from his body. His actions will not "beyond my expectations", and he acts completely according to my thoughts.

It's only natural that it will become like this, because this is a dream created by myself. It's all fake and... I just said it when I felt empty... and I never dreamed again. .

I was really going too far, I created him on my own, and destroyed him arbitrarily.

After all, he is my father.

Now that I think about it, it was actually my mother who sneaked into my dream and shaped my dream like that...

..I remembered something boring. "

But now, why are you dreaming again? Is it because the time of changing roles has come?

And this dream doesn't seem to be under my control, whether the scenery or things are beyond my imagination.

I heard that most of the dreams that people have are bizarre, because dreaming is an unconscious brain activity for humans, and they cannot control their own dreams. Then the dream becomes wonderful, a world where anything can happen. But because I don't have the ability to sneak into other people's dreams like my mother, I can't even get out of dreams, so I don't know what other people's dreams are like.

Maybe it's similar to what I've seen now.

Anyway, just stay where you are and quietly wait for the moment to wake up. I have been doing this in this dreamland these past few days.

No need to do extra things, anyway...

Everything in the dream is false.

Just when she thought about it, a cat walking on two feet came from a distance, with a cool expression and sharp eyes, but holding a flower basket in her hand.

The kitten walked in front of me, then picked out a red rose from the flower basket and gave it to me.

I pointed to myself and asked in surprise.

"That, give it to me?"

It nodded.

I squatted down, took the rose from its hand, and touched its flesh ball, so soft...

After the cat gave me the roses, it turned and walked away, but before leaving, she looked back at me, as if she was inviting me to follow it.

"Then-. just turn around a bit and see."

I'm really... bored enough...