The villain's love literacy

She stared at those honey-colored eyes and sat up straight. Dio was completely different from Yuhu in his early ten years old. He almost swelled several times, and his arms were as thick as her thighs.

Even sitting next to him, she just seemed such a small ball.

"DIO."

Sylvia frowned, looked around, and moved her legs to the edge of the bed, sitting just on the outer edge.

"Your name for me has also changed."

The blond man raised the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were a bit complicated, as if it contained the relief that she had just remembered everything, but there were more things, she was unwilling to interpret for a while.

She went from taking a deep breath to letting out a long sigh.

"You can't do that."

Sylvia didn't say what it was, but DIO understood.

"I can."

He also straightened up, also sitting on the bed, but now she had to look up at him.

This reminded her of Kaz and Jotaro, they are all like a small mountain, giving people a very reliable feeling, but only DIO, she can only feel the danger of being a predator from him-but it is not fear .

"I can do anything."

Dio grabs Sylvia's arm and drags her back, then raises one eyebrow slightly, as if to say "Look, you can't resist".

The man showed his double in front of her without hesitation, and she knew that the yellow close-range power double could hold several resurrections without looking at her.

"World" is strong, it can even reach the same level as Platinum Star or Crazy Diamond, which her own stand-in can't achieve anyway.

Sylvia moved her shoulders and shook off DIO's shackles without much effort, but he was the first to notice her intention and let go of her hand.

However, this does not mean that he gave in.

"Stay here, Sylvia."

The blond man lowered his voice condescendingly. Even with this tone, Sylvia knew that it was just a "notification" or "order", and he was not asking.

"I won't hurt you."

"What you're doing is hurting me."

She frowned stubbornly and said, what are these now?Could it be that 100 years have passed since what happened in the past, does he still care about it so much?

"I've never been a nice guy."

Dio chuckled, the woman's resistance did not make him feel happy, but he enjoyed the feeling of holding her in his hands, and the change of status between the two made him satisfied.

Sylvia frowned and stared at him, she kept backing away, but obviously DIO didn't want to let her go, every time he backed up a little, he would follow up, and soon she was sitting on the head of the bed, with nowhere to go back.

Of course she knew he wasn't.

Now the man's body has blocked most of the candlelight, covering her thin figure in his own shadow. The vampire's good eyesight still allows him to carefully see any tiny expression on the woman's face.He raised his hand to straighten her hair, getting closer to her.

"You should learn to be afraid of me."

It was amazing, she could feel the coolness as DIO got closer.

100 years ago, she was cold, but now it is him.

The man's black nails suddenly became sharp and sharp, and his hands slid down the curve of his cheeks to the white neck, where it was so fragile that even a vampire could hear the sound of bones breaking when he folded it lightly.

The tip of the nail scratched the delicate skin, and Sylvia felt a slight tingle, but she didn't escape.

She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her without fear, and she emphasized her tone.

"I'm not afraid of you, DIO."

"Then try to learn—you will."

The five fingers slowly gathered, DIO did not use force, he maintained a state that allowed Sylvia to breathe smoothly but was a little uncomfortable, as long as he inserted his nails into her neck, she would be like those women who serve as food Quickly shriveled down.

At least for one thing Sylvia was right.

Even though she sometimes wished DIO could strangle him to death, he would never really hurt her.

"Get me out of here."

She put her hand on the man's wrist, and she couldn't shake it at all with her strength. Her hand was too small. A man could wrap her small fist in his hand with just a single squeeze. She was just on the wrist, so there was no way. Hold it all in one hand.

"I want to go home."

Hearing this, the blond man sneered.

"You don't have a home—you don't have a home long ago."

Sylvia stared at him speechless.

No matter from which aspect, what he said is correct. Her home was in Naples in 2001, and she no longer knew whether she could go back. In this life, Yayoi Asagiri lost her parents and relatives long ago. Traveling through time, she is always alone, and has no place to return to except an empty house, which cannot be called "home".

"I know your parents are dead."

Dio muses, maybe that's why she cared so much for him 100 years ago?Because she didn't have it herself, she could empathize with it, but now that kind of thing doesn't matter, Sylvia is here.

"This is your home, it will be your home, where else do you want to go?"

Sylvia was almost suffocating, and she couldn't communicate with him normally at all.

In short, he will not let himself go.

"I don't understand, Dio."

After she released her hand from the man's wrist that was pinning her neck, the blond man also let go.

"The toy that you desperately wanted when you were young, even if you want it at that time, you will no longer find it attractive when you grow up. It will only become a very ridiculous thing. What you are interested in now is something else. It's gone."

Dio's eyes fell on the jumping light on the candlestick beside him, the candle wick made a soft "pop", the fire went out for a moment, and his honey-colored pupils also dimmed for a second.

There is some truth to what she said.

If Sylvia's affairs were left aside, then when he was young, he only wanted to leave that dirty home. When he became the adopted son of the Joestar family, what he tried to get was the inheritance of the Joestar family.

Looking at it now, it was just a sum of money.

He now has higher wishes, some secret of heaven or immortality.

Sometimes he also thinks that he is a little ridiculous at that time-this is also something he hates, looking at Sylvia will make him recall his past, his past, those who were taken to the bottom of the sea and planned to be buried forever. the past there.

"But you are different."

The corner of DIO's mouth no longer has that smile that always wins.

"You're different, Sylvia."

This repetition was more like speaking to himself.

He didn't like that Sylvia had regained control, and now their identities had changed, so he chose not to say more.

The blond man held her in the gap between his body and the wall, lowered his head, his cold lips touched the warmth.

This is what he has always wanted, even in the dream of sinking into the bottom of the sea, he can't forget it, Sylvia's body is even hot to him.

She turned her head to avoid him, and her gaze passed under his arm to the opposite wall of the bookcase, one of the books had a gilded title, Great Expectations, "Great Expectations" written on the spine.

She also had "expectations" for the young Dior, but it was not like this.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this."

One of the man's fingers gently pushed back her cheek, and the woman's black eyes became moist because of this, and her pink lips became red and swollen because of his force just now.The obsidian-like color almost formed a vortex that was going to suck him in—he was already in it.

From the time she gave him the first hug, she kept imagining this situation in her mind.

The foreheads of the two people were pressed together, and their breathing was in a mess, regardless of you and me. Their heights were too different. Sylvia was completely on her back, while DIO lowered her head, as if embracing herself.

The woman's hand pushed against her strong chest, and the originally relaxed muscles tensed when her fingertips touched it.

But regarding Sylvia's movements, DIO just raised his hand and pressed hers to his chest, even though he was a vampire, it was still beating slowly and slightly undulating.The man's hand completely covered her, DIO's upper body was naked, except for a golden armband on the big arm, which was thinner than the three golden bracelets on the wrist.

He didn't hold it very hard, intending to let her feel the most primitive beating of life, but she still noticed that DIO's muscles were tense, and the muscles on his upper arms were bulging, and she could almost hear the sound of metal screaming.

She also screamed out, the fronts of the two of them were tightly pressed together, and it was clear that what was conveyed was the coldness, but at this moment she found that her body was heating up.

"Look, you want me too."

There was a triumphant smile on the corner of the blond man's mouth, and he didn't even bother to hide it.

"Didn't I make you happy last time?"

Sylvia's face was flushed red. If she had known that they had the relationship 100 years ago, she would not have let him do whatever he wanted so easily when she said that she would die that day.

But she is also human after all, everyone has desires, things between men and women are like eating and drinking, she doesn't have such a strong concept of chastity, and the rare indulgence is in exchange for the current embarrassment.

And she sadly found that DIO was right.

In this case, I was actually emotional too.I have to admit the unparalleled charm of this blond man. He is indeed too handsome and dangerous. It's not that women don't like good men, but DIO makes her legs weak.

The man's hands suddenly grabbed her waist and dragged her under him. When his two hands grabbed her, it was almost the width of Sylvia's body. He almost began to doubt whether Sylvia could really accommodate him.

Almost without giving her any response, the blond man lowered his head and kissed the woman's lips again, sucking all the air out of his beak.

Sylvia's hand on his chest slowly loosened, and her mind became dizzy from the lack of oxygen. She couldn't think anymore—she didn't want to think anymore.

I can't escape no matter what.

The blond man looked down at the woman obediently lying in his arms, his obsidian eyes began to become blurred and directionless, even though Sylvia was under him now, at this moment he suddenly felt that she was very far away from him Far.

But his knee was between her legs, and now he couldn't stop.

He thought that if he got her, only his own figure could be contained in those eyes.

It's a pity that DIO later found out that this is not the case at all-Sylvia has no heart.