Rib Flower [Ability]

"Because I really want to."

Herlo's face flushed red.

Sayero tied his tie, and when he tightened it, his finger bones rubbed against his chin, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and smiled meaningfully.

"You still don't understand a lot about adult games. After you get married, I will teach you slowly."

Because of this sentence, Helo felt in a trance when he boarded the aircraft hidden in the hidden compartment of the room and left the restricted zone of desire. He couldn't believe what Sayero planned to take him to do.

"Hold me tight."

It wasn't until he heard such a sentence that he woke up like a dream, and hugged the strong waist of his predecessor.

The flying motorcycle made a sharp sound of speeding and lightning, spewed out a string of lightning flames, and rushed across the colorful sky of the western suburbs to an unknown distance, as if traveling through time and space to return to the night when he was taken out of the orphanage by this man. Flying through ten years and returning to the original point of origin.

"Sayero, I want to marry you, I'm fucking dependent on you, you don't want to get rid of me!" Helo yelled unscrupulously in a drunken neighing, leaning against his ear.

The flying motorcycle suddenly turned a corner in the sky, and its speed was thrilling.

The flying motorcycle swooped down, as fast as a falling meteorite. He Luo finally closed his eyes in fear, and the moment his heart was about to jump out of his throat, the rapid descent stopped abruptly.

He opened his eyes, and found that he was standing on the top of a very tall building, with clouds and mist shrouded below, and the road lights extending in all directions were like a whole galaxy. Standing here, it seemed that he could have a panoramic view of the whole world.Before the moon had receded from the sky, the first ray of morning light had passed through the clouds and illuminated this place.

The flying motorcycle was thrown aside, and Sayero dragged the people behind him down and pressed them against a lamp post, with his forehead against his forehead and his chest against his chest.

"Can you say that again."

Sayero held his head, his fingers embedded in his scattered silver-white hair, tightening uncontrollably.

"I want to marry you."

The young man's chest heaved violently, and he said every word without hesitation.

When he finished saying this, Sayero smiled.

Hero stared at him like a believer in his god, but the god knelt down in front of him and kissed the meteorite ring on his finger.

A beam of morning light fell on the side face of Sayero who lowered his head and kissed his fingers. The scenery was like a bright moon, and time seemed to freeze into eternity at this moment, and he held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

In addition to the overwhelming happiness, there is also a trace of fear.

That anxiety was rooted deep in his bones, making him eager to do something to prove that this was not just a short-lived and beautiful illusion.He was afraid that just like six years ago, Sayero accompanied him to have a perfect birthday, but after that, there were more than 1000 long and lonely days and nights, which made him chew his memories and suffer.

"Hey...I said dude...Isn't this a slow-down strategy?"

Helo withdrew his hand and put it in his trouser pocket, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "This is considered married? I won't just be fooled by you and coax me to go to college."

After that, he bent down: "I want to go to the marriage registration office with you, Sayero. Get married in a serious manner! I want to take your last name, share the same bed with you, and our wedding photo is still hanging on the wall!"

Hearing that the boy he raised with his own hands forced him to marry him, Sayero's throat trembled a few times.He felt that his blood was boiling like a kid, and he was so disturbed by the other party that he didn't have any self-control left.He half-kneeled there, trying his best to maintain the demeanor of a mature man: "This is just a marriage proposal."

He paused, raised his eyelids, and asked in a low voice, "Are you willing?"

The apex of my heart shrank from the powerful and bewitching eyes, Helo looked away at a loss, and pretended to be impatient and spit out a syllable: "Nonsense!"

He wants to marry Sayero and become his pillow. Since ten years ago, he has dreamed of it.

It's just that what he just said can only be an absurd extravagance.

He folded his arms unwillingly and turned his back: "So, we must have a wedding, right? Even if there is no wedding, there should be some special event, right?"

Sayero hugged him from behind and glanced at his watch.

"Can you dance?"

"……what?"

In the huge revolving ballroom on the top floor of the building, a banquet was in full swing, and no one noticed their arrival.In the changing and mottled electric light, Sayero led him into the grotesque dance floor and blended into the surrounding crowd.He put one arm around his waist, touched the tiny electromagnetic wave tracker under the earlobe with the other hand, opened it, and cast his sharp eyes in a certain direction.

His target, a bald Asian man, was at his ten o'clock position.

Unaware of this tiny movement, Herlo put his arms around the other's neck and raised his lips: "I didn't expect you to do such a romantic thing?"

"We will do a lot of romantic things together in the future, little guy." The voice in his ear was mixed with psychedelic electronic music, like alcohol pouring into his eardrums, making him intoxicated, and he only hoped that this was an unconscious dream.

Sayero's slender and powerful arms wrapped around his waist, his forehead rested on his chin, his breath and hair were entangled, his body swayed and swayed with the sound waves, the two brothers, who were handsome in suits and leather shoes, inadvertently formed a A pleasing scenery has attracted many eyeballs.

Feeling the person in his arms clinging to his body because of shyness, Mr. Agent, who was looking for an opportunity to act, could hardly stand still. He hugged him tightly and spun around a few times, and squeezed to the other end of the dance floor amidst the surging waves of people. Herlo was dizzy, her feet didn't touch the ground, and she floated as if in heaven.

"But right now, I have another thing to accomplish."

He opened his eyes in a trance, but found that Sayero was not looking at him.

— looking behind him.

He looked back, and a group of guys in punk costumes walked across the lively dance floor to a bald Asian man at the center bar, all holding bright short knives in their hands.

Sayero dragged him to the corner, Helo was stunned for a moment, and then sneered clearly: "So you are on a mission? I said, why are you so intentional!"

"It wasn't just now." Sayero pressed his lips against his ear and lowered his voice.

"Do you need me to cover it for you?" Herlo raised his head, took off his suit jacket and threw it on the ground, unbuttoned two or three buttons, and stared at him with a smile on his face.

Under the confused light, the silver-haired young man turned into an unusually enchanting elf, even his eyelashes were stained with a bewitching halo, and his sweat-soaked white shirt was like a veil. Sayero avoided his sight and put his arm Pulling it off from the neck, he made a silent gesture: "Hey, wait for me here for a while."

Helo grabbed his hand: "There are so many of them, what are you going to do?"

"I have my own way. You stay here and you are not allowed to go away. Do you know?"

Sayero turned his face sideways, and in that usual command tone, took a sip of a glass of Bloody Mary from the passing waiter, and his lips were dyed a bloodthirsty color.The cold breath emanated from him, making him look like a nocturnal animal that was dormant in the dark before hunting.

Herlo stared at his appearance, a little uncontrollably restless.He stretched out his hand and wrapped it around his waist: "I can help you deal with them in an easier way, believe me or not, Mr. Agent?"

"Don't fool around."

He lowered his face and tried to break his hand, but unexpectedly, he bypassed him and flashed into the crowd.

"Hello, come back!"

Sayero chased into the crowd, but the other party's figure was nowhere to be seen.He looked around with a splitting headache, regretting bringing that rebellious kid here.He always liked to fight against him, how could he think that taming his body would make him obediently obey his own words?

Ridiculous.

To have him by his side, it was a disaster.

He squeezed silently towards the center of the dance floor, aimed the laser transmitter on his watch at the crystal chandelier above, and at this moment, he suddenly saw Helo.He appeared behind the bar in a waiter's attire, and was flicking his fingers on the cashier terminal, winking at him.

The veins on Sayero's forehead throbbed faintly.

"What are you going to do? Come back!"

He drove a ray of thought to approach Helo.After the Evil Flower was suppressed, his mind power also weakened a lot, and he was unable to do anything substantive, and could only communicate at close range.

"Cut off the power to this building, and don't tell me it won't make your movement easier."

Khloe stared at him from a distance, lips moving slightly, eyes sparkling.

—that was what he had planned to do.

Sayero was silent for a second, and Herlo automatically understood it as acquiescence, and hit a key on the screen.

The whole building was plunged into darkness.