Reserved food, he has cubs

It wasn't until the sweetness really spread between his lips and teeth that he suddenly came back to his senses and opened his eyes slightly.

What did he do? !

Ming Yi was really a virgin, at this moment he was still looking at He Chen with a calm smile, his eyes sparkling: "Isn't it sweet?"

He Chen suddenly got up and walked out.

On the way out, He Chen felt the familiar restlessness welling up in his heart again.A few days ago, even though he had avoided the grain reserve, this feeling still appeared from time to time.And this will, it's almost at its peak.

He walked quickly into the yard of the old monster.

The old monster smelled it as usual, and was a little surprised: "You went out? There is a smell of monsters outside."

"Well," He Chen replied simply, "I met some friends and asked some questions."

The old monster was even more surprised: "You? Take the initiative to find someone else? I'm still deaf..."

He Chen gave a "tsk", impatient already, now even more irritable.Seeing his expression, the old monster changed his tone: "You need me for something?"

"They said... I'm afraid I'm going to be an adult soon. Just these two days. If I don't eat people, what will happen to me when I'm an adult?" He Chen said.

The old monster looked at him for a while, sat up straight, and looked a little more serious: "It's really fast. The one you raised, don't you want to eat?"

He Chen didn't speak.The old monster sighed, and was about to persuade him, but heard He Chen say: "Don't eat."

His tone was not very decisive, but the old monster could tell immediately that he had already made a decision, and it was impossible to change it.

The old monster closed his mouth.

He Chen is a demon born in a demon house. Unlike other demons who have been cultivated, there is no previous experience to refer to.He Chen is not a monster or a monster incarnation, but comes from... Nianxiang.No one knows exactly why He Chen was born, but he was able to feed on people's lies, and everyone guessed that he was probably born from these things.

For hundreds of years, the old monster has only seen two big monsters like He Chen.One is the former owner of the demon house and the great monster who transformed the old monster, and the other is the current He Chen.But the old monster was born after his previous master became an adult, so he doesn't know too much about the situation, only vaguely heard...

I only heard that that night, his demonic nature went berserk, which was extremely terrifying.It is said that a little demon heard the movement and was very worried about him and broke into his yard, but he brutally killed him on the spot.Later, his temperament changed drastically, and he seemed to have some mental problems.

Thinking of his moody former master, the old monster shuddered, and truthfully described to He Chen what he had heard.

At the end, the old monster remembered something again and said hesitantly: "But there has been a rumor in the house... Forget it, it's too absurd. I guess the little girl read too many stories..."

He Chen's expression remained calm as he listened to the old monster's words.At the end, he asked back, "What rumors?"

The old monster didn't expect that He Chen would be interested. He was taken aback for a moment, and then he replied: "The rumor is...that is, it is for the sake of people's hearts to grow up by eating people. If the monster can find someone... a person who is sincere enough , A person who is willing to give a wholehearted heart to the monster. That person will be able to let the monster pass through adulthood smoothly."

After finishing speaking, the old monster himself felt that it was too outrageous: "It sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? It's not clear what it said. Most likely someone made it up and it was passed down like this."

He Chen lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't express his opinion.After a while, he nodded and said simply: "Got it."

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

"Hey!" The old monster subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him.

At the same time, He Chen also happened to stop and turned around, with a calm expression, and asked, "Will there be any signs on the day you go crazy?"

The old monster thought for a while: "It seems to mean that the demon power will be restless and overflow. You will notice it at that time."

He Chen nodded again.He didn't turn around and leave directly, but quietly looked at the old monster, as if waiting for him to speak.

He Chen had never had such patience before, which made the old monster stunned for a moment.

The old monster sighed, and finally told the truth: "Actually, I'm not sure about cannibalism. But this is the only way I know, you still..."

He Chen silently waited for him to finish speaking.After that, He Chen didn't affirm or deny, but just said, "Take care."

"If you really go crazy," the old monster couldn't help but said again, "then...you won't be able to go back, He Chen, think clearly!"

He Chen didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.

The old monster sighed heavily behind him.

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Mingyi felt that He Chen was a little weird.

This feeling reached its peak when He Chen brought him to the warehouse of the house.

There are mountains of things in the warehouse, including pearly gold and silver jewelry, expensive-looking cultural relic furniture, and many dusty things that Mingyi can't recognize.

Mingyi doesn't know the specific value of these things, but he can vaguely perceive it, probably to the extent that it can drive many people crazy.

Mingyi let out a "wow", and after being surprised, he was at a loss again: "He Chen, why did you bring me here?"

"These are... left by the former owners of this house. I don't need them. You can get them yourself when you need them in the future." He Chen said lightly.

Mingyi was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

He Chen added: "The red beans I gave you, take them with you. With them, you can enter and leave the gate of the house at will, and you can also enter and exit anywhere in the house at will, including here."

"I, I don't need it." After Mingyi realized it, his face gradually turned red, and he was very embarrassed, "He Chen, you are good enough to me. If you are like this, you, I can't take your things..."

He Chen was silent for a while, then pulled the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.

This time his smile was different from the one he showed unconsciously last time.At that time, his smile was like the moon in the water, and his sleeves were shattered when he flicked them.But this time, his smile was light and short, but very real, like morning dew, light but gorgeous, and fleeting.

Mingyi was stunned, and immediately forgot what he was struggling with just now.

He Chen didn't mention it anymore, he said "um", and left here with Mingyi.

He Chen also resumed his habit of bringing Mingyi to class.The two of them read and practiced calligraphy as before, and Ming Yi also slept soundly every day.

Once, Mingyi fell asleep while writing, with his face on the table, and the ink-soaked brush poked his face.When he woke up and raised his head, there was a large group of ink stains on the side of his face, like a black and white tabby cat.

The cat was still very unconscious, and sat up straight with an innocent face. It sneaked a glance at He Chen, probably thinking that he hadn't been noticed, so it sat upright and pretended to continue writing.

He Chen looked at it for a while, then reached out his hand to erase it for him.

Just as he stretched out his hand, he was in a daze for a moment. He vaguely saw the person in front of him smiling slyly, and turned his head to extend his hand to him——this person's white hands were stained with ink.

So, He Chen failed to wipe the face of the person in front of him, but was rewarded with a grudge, and his face was smeared with ink.

He Chen paused, and slowly put down the handkerchief.The person on the opposite side immediately stepped back three feet: "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!"

He Chen glanced at him, and the next moment he quickly chased after him.The man was also running in the house, using the furniture to hide flexibly, but in the end he was no match for He Chen, and was caught by the bed.

He Chen cut off his hands, pressed him on the couch, lowered his head and asked him, "What should I do?"

The man was out of breath from laughing, begging for mercy: "Hahaha little monster, don't, don't touch that, I'm so itchy..."

He Chen also smiled, but continued to press down on him relentlessly, lowered his head, rubbed his cheek against the man's cheek, and wiped all the ink on it.

The man probably couldn't stand the itching, he struggled a few times with his hands, his breathing was very short, and the hot air sprayed on the side of He Chen's face.

He Chen paused, then slowly stopped, then turned his head slightly, looking for the man's lips.He also suppressed the man's struggle with his hands, but he uncontrollably lifted the man's skirt to test his itching.

The person under him struggled harder, like a fish on a chopping board. After a while, the ambiguous sound of water between his lips and tongue was finally free, and he opened his mouth to stop him: "Stop, stop, stop!! Don't hahahaha let me take a breath first , Little monster, you are really, why do you like to bite my mouth so much... Hey, wait a minute, don't touch that, I'm really itchy..."

He Chen only felt that his breathing was getting heavier, his cheeks were hot, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Where is it itching? Is it here? Or...here?"

"What are you doing! You, where did you learn this..." The man's words were blocked, and he couldn't utter a word.

After a while, He Chen slightly moved away from the man's lips, and said, "Actually, I learned something else... Do you like it?"

The voice of the man breathing was already mixed with a bit of crying.

In the study, the sound of water and the sound of breathing and breathing did not stop.From behind, there were slowly broken cries and hoarse begging for mercy.

Ming Yi realized that He Chen was in a trance again, so he whispered, "He Chen? He Chen?"

He Chen blinked, as if he had been awakened, turned his head to look at Mingyi, and his Adam's apple twitched slightly.

After watching for a while, he seemed to come back to his senses, and slowly lowered his head: "It's okay." His voice was very hoarse, which made Mingyi look at him worriedly a few more times, and refilled his tea.

When he put down the teacup, Ming Yi saw that the painting on He Chen's desk was still the same, and it was himself.It seemed that He Chen had finished halfway through this painting last time, but now he was painting again, and it was almost finished.

He Chen was hanging his head, slowly continuing to draw.Ming Yi couldn't help but sit on the side, looking at He Chen's paintings with his face on his hands.

He Chen was proficient in writing. He reached out to dip the ink, then moved his hand back to continue writing.However, when he was about to land on the paper, he suddenly stopped and hung the pen in mid-air.

Mingyi suddenly saw that He Chen's hand... was trembling slightly.

Mingyi was stunned for a moment, a little flustered: "He Chen? You, what's wrong with you?"

He Chen only paused for a moment, and then continued to write, with a calm expression: "It's okay." He continued to draw steadily, and finished the painting.

On the painting, Mingyi smiles brightly, without any haze, looking at people outside the painting with clean eyes.

He Chen looked at the painting for a while, then got up and left.When he reached the door, he paused, and said to Ming Yi: "From now on... stay away from me. Tonight, no matter what happens, don't leave the yard."

He Chen's tone was serious: "Remember."