Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The layered curtains beside the bed were pulled up by golden hooks, and the young man sat alone on the edge of the bed, his figure became more and more slender against the backdrop of the big bed, almost swallowed by the shadows.

He was still wearing the ball gown, but now it had become wrinkled, from the neckline to the shoulders torn by himself.

Lovett was at the door, lowering his voice to give some instructions to his subordinate generals.

From time to time, he turned his head to look at Gexiu who was sitting on the bed, as if he was not very relieved.

Ge Xiu's cheeks were protruded by the top of the candy. He lowered his head and didn't move. He just sat there quietly. The headband that had been tied before had been loosened, and his long blue-purple hair was hanging loosely on his shoulders.

He looked obedient and well-behaved, without the slightest bit of vicious and dangerous look just now.

Finally, Rowett ended the conversation.

He closed the door, raised his hand and loosened the tie around his neck, then turned and walked towards Gexiu who was sitting by the bed.

Gosho raised his head.

There was still a flush on his cheekbones, which was even more conspicuous on his skin as white as the first snow. His blue-purple eyes were misty, and he couldn't see any emotion, and he couldn't tell if he was awake. a bit.

Lovett reached up and stroked the top of his hair.

Ge Xiu blinked, but did not move.

——Fortunately, at least it is much stronger than the guard whose arm was almost broken by him when he came back just now.

Lovett asked, "Feeling alright?"

Gosho shook his head.

"Thirsty?"

Ge Xiu thought for a while, then nodded slowly.

Lovett took a cup of warm water from the tray on the side and brought it to his lips. Ge Xiu lowered his eyes and drank the water from his palm in small sips, looking very obedient.

The long eyelashes hang down, casting shadows on his face, like butterfly wings, trembling slightly under the light, fluffy.

It was as if a feather had scratched his heart.

Lovett raised his hand and rubbed the boy's soft cheek, feeling that his heart was too soft, his voice became softer: "What else 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 cold voice was mixed with the texture of gravel friction.

Lovett turned around and was about to adjust the temperature in his room, but just as he turned his back, he heard a sharp sound of cloth being torn from behind.

He turned his head in surprise, and looked at Ge Xiu who was sitting on the bed.

The boy's nails were as sharp as a razor, and in an instant, he cut a huge hole in the high-quality dress, and then pulled it hard, and it turned into a fragile strip of cloth, which was simply and roughly peeled off from his body.

Fragments of the clothes fell like snowflakes, falling on the bed and the carpet profusely.

Ge Xiu blinked innocently: "Hot."

Lovett: "..."

Gexiu stretched his arm that was finally freed from restraint, then lowered his head and glanced at his lower body, and pulled his pants with his fingers, as if thinking about how to repeat the old trick.

Rowett has a headache.

He walked forward quickly, raised his hand to hold Ge Xiu's hand that was about to move, and coaxed him with some helplessness: "It won't be hot in a while, good boy."

The young man's soft and cold body is close at hand, the feeling of being in the pool before seems to still rest on the palm of his hand, and the faint aroma of wine wafts over, like a sea of ​​rum rolling, it is very cold, but it is hot when it hits the face .

Now Lovett felt the heat too.

The dry heat made the air seem to be boiling.

He tightened his lips, and his Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, as if he was also contaminated by the alcohol smell in the air.

Lovett knows that he is not a person with high moral standards, as long as he can make himself happy, he has always had no scruples and no scruples.

The predatory and aggressive instincts are fully displayed in him.

What's more, he already had some ideas about his own mermaid.

Now that the other party is sitting in front of him defenselessly, if he doesn't do something, he will feel sorry for himself.

but……

Lovett looked down at Gexiu who seemed to be still dazed in front of him. His dark eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if there were some complicated emotions swirling in them, and settled into some kind of inexplicable undercurrent.

He raised his hand to caress the other's chin, his movements were slow and soft, he lingered for a long time.

——Probably... Finally, I still care a little bit.

Lovett took a deep breath and forced himself to look away, his voice became low 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 frowned even tighter, he shook his head: "It's not this."

That's not it?

Rowett was stunned.

Gexiu seemed to be becoming irritable at this moment. The well-behaved and quiet appearance just now was torn up like waste paper. He struggled to stand up and walked out while holding the edge of the bed: "Water..."

Rowett also stood up with him, and stretched out his arms to protect Gosho in case he fell suddenly.

At that moment, he seemed to suddenly understand something, and said in a coaxing tone: "Okay, water, there is water here—"

Lovett hugged Gosho.

The young man has a slender frame and almost no weight in his hand, but the strength of his struggle is astonishing, and his voice is vague:

"I can walk..."

Rowett quickened his pace, persuading him patiently: "Yes, you can walk, you can walk, it's just faster this way, don't move around—"

The door of the bathroom was kicked open impatiently by the man, the lights above the head came on, and a huge private bathtub appeared in front of the eyes. The huge room was covered by smooth marble, and a row of luxurious silver faucets began to flow out at the same time , the cold water quickly filled the bath.

Ge Xiu's eyes lit up, he broke free from Lovett's arm, and fell into it.

The nozzle of the bath salt was knocked open by him, but it was too late when Lovett reached out to close it, and the bubbles filled with fragrance gushed out of the bath, and spread rapidly under the impact of the water.

"Crack--"

The sound of cloth being torn was heard again.

The blue-purple fishtail broke through the fabric and exposed, glowing with almost multicolored light under the light and foam, as beautiful as a fairy tale.

The mermaid emerged from the water, and his long hair was wetly attached to his empty upper body. From the top of his head, to his eyebrows and eyelashes, there was a layer of white foam, as if submerged in snowflakes.

Lovett couldn't help but laugh.

The mermaid pondered for a while, then raised her brows angrily: "Are you laughing at me?"

Lovett restrained the corners of his lips from constantly curling up, and said in a smiling voice: "I didn't laugh at you, I just..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the huge fish tail rolled up from the edge of the bath, and swept towards his legs with an almost unstoppable speed.

Rowett was caught off guard and lost his balance, and he also fell headfirst into the bathtub.

He surfaced, raised his hand to wipe the water from his face, and coughed violently.

The mermaid laughed without sympathy: "Hahahahahaha you are the same as me now."

Lovett looked down at himself, his shirt was completely wet, and the creases were filled with foam. Although he couldn't see his face and head, it was estimated that he and the other party were almost white. up.

Gosho took the bubbles around him into his arms and sprinkled them on Lovett who fell into the water. He still looked drunk, but the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with pure joy, a kind of joy of succeeding in a prank—— The foam flying all over the sky shone with colorful halos under the light, instantly submerging the emperor's head that was just exposed on the water.

Rowett was buried upright.

But the next second, he was silent.

Although Ge Xiu is still a little confused now, he vaguely knows that the other party cannot breathe in water.

He frowned and said slowly, "Hello...?"

There was still a dead silence in the pool, not even half a bubble came out.

The mermaid blinked dully, and swam towards the place where Lovett's head was last exposed. He raised his hand to scrape away the dense and thick foam, raised his voice, and shouted slowly:

"Where are you?"

At that moment, the pile of foam in front of him was suddenly broken from bottom to top. The man jumped up from the bottom of the water, laughed and rushed towards him. into the foam pile.

Snow-white foam rose and fell, densely mixed in the mermaid's blue-purple hair.

Lovett gradually restrained the smile on his lips, his dark eyes were dark and deep, and his eyes became deep and hot, rolling and surging like molten magma, clamoring for an amazing desire to choose and devour, but under it , but there is a kind of hidden tenderness and complexity flowing quietly, his eyes are like claws 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 arc of the mermaid's jaw, the delicate and cold skin melted like snowflakes at his fingertips, his eyes were passionate and persistent.

The mermaid blinked, and thin foam fell from his eyelashes and melted into the water. The wet eyes were hard to focus due to the alcohol, but they seemed to be thinking about some difficult and profound questions. are confused.

The distance is shortened.

The scorching breath sprayed on the icy skin.

Then... a kiss.

A simple kiss, without the slightest eroticism, mixed with the surging aroma of bath salts and the faint bitterness of citrus, quietly fell on the lips of the mermaid.

The boy blinked slowly, looking at him blankly.

His lips were cold, and the soft lips were wet, with a faint smell of the ocean, like the swaying sea surface before a storm.

But the dry heat that he felt in the living room before did not go out at all, instead, it ignited vigorously from the bottom of his depressed heart, quickly burning Lovett's reason into ashes.The scorching temperature of human beings spread rapidly like a prairie fire, and the astonishingly high temperature was quickly transferred to the cold pool water around them. The water splashed, and the surrounding air became sticky and hot.

He pried open the mermaid's teeth, and the other's sharp teeth pierced the tip of his tongue. A faint smell of blood floated in his mouth, and the slight pain brought him the pleasure of walking on the tip of a knife.

Lovett realized more clearly that the harmless boy in front of him was a dangerous and terrifying beast, a sea monster that was neither a mermaid nor a human.

It is a cruel beast that comes from mythology and eats people.

——His sharp teeth can easily bite off the fragile throat of a human being, his nails can tear a chest, and his huge and powerful tail can instantly break bones and stun an adult.

However, no matter how sober he is, he cannot help indulging his addiction and depravity.

It seems to be a deadly bewitchment originating from the depths of the soul, which can arouse the most primitive fanaticism and obsession of every creature.

Lovett understood so clearly why the Grand Duke of Willis would willingly open the hood of isolation and embrace the cold death.

Because this kind of bloody and cruel beauty is an irresistible temptation for any existence.

He is like a sailor who is driving a ship struggling in the waves of the sea, seduced by the singing to sail to the dangerous sea, and rushing desperately to the dream that symbolizes death.

It's like a puppet controlled by the other party's terrifying charm-unable to refuse, unable to get rid of.

Even if he uses himself as bait, he is willing, even if he is buried here in the next moment, he has no complaints.

He was head over heels for him.

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within the institute.

The huge screen displayed complex jumping data and patterns, and Pandora's index soared all the way.

The director stared at the scene in front of him with fanatical eyesight, and almost forgot to breathe.

The researcher on the side also showed excitement. He suppressed the trembling of his voice and asked, "So, Director, the index of this world has far exceeded the expected effect. May I ask if we want to continue?"

The director's eyes were glued to the huge screen, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy. He didn't look back, but asked directly:

"What about the stable value of the criminal's brain?"

"It is fluctuating up and down, although it is not stable, but 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 if the data exceeds expectations, but now..."

He stared fixedly at the data on the screen, and slowly evoked an excited smile:

"—Now we can temporarily indulge ourselves and enjoy the joy of victory."