[Tutor] A boy jumped over the wall

Most of the wine in this kind of bar is not clean, and it is more or less stained with exciting drugs.Chris just took a sip, turned a blind eye to the staring eyes of the man beside him, and leaned lazily against the bar.

Quinto was so itchy by his alluring eyes like a wild cat, he put his hand on his waist and slid it ambiguously.

You can feel the fiery temperature of your fingers even through the fabric, and you are touching down your back in a moderate manner.

"Are you free tonight?"

Chris's body froze subconsciously, and then he unceremoniously knocked off the troublesome hand.

Resisting the urge to slaughter, he smiled instead to appease the man's annoyed mood. "Want me?"

"of course."

Seeing that he was so straightforward, Quinto was not in a hurry, and withdrew his hand. "What, are you interested?"

"Interest—" Chris elongated his voice, and suddenly hooked his tie and dragged him towards him, his eyes sparkling like water.

"Then it depends on your performance."

Room 301.

As soon as Chris entered the door, Quinto couldn't wait to press him on the bed, wanting to do something.

He pressed the man's body that was getting closer and closer, and his smile was almost invisible cold.

"You take off your clothes first."

The sperm-headed Kunto lost his usual composure, and rudely tore off his clothes, but the next second, his back felt cold, and he almost rolled over to escape the catastrophe based on his reaction.

"who are you?!"

"grim Reaper!"

Chris wanted to make a quick decision, so he grabbed a sword flower and rushed forward.His swordsmanship is crisp and sharp, and he is free to apply horizontally, vertically and horizontally.

Even though Quinto had strong strength, it was difficult to deal with it for a while, and he just dodged in embarrassment.

His mood was extremely calm at the moment, and he pushed Kunto to the corner step by step, and finally put his sword on his neck.

"I, I can give you money!"

"It doesn't work."

"Why did you kill me? Who did I offend?"

"Scum", Chris stared at him coldly, "Save it to hell and ask!"

I saw a silver light flashing in front of my eyes, Kunto covered his blood-flowing neck, widened his eyes and slowly slid down.

Want to procrastinate?

He lowered his eyes and straightened his collar, then turned and went out to deal with another wave of more difficult guys.

According to common sense, with Quinto's strength, it would be difficult for him to deal with him. Even if he was killed, it would be difficult to escape from the group of bodyguards.

It's just that this guy has one biggest shortcoming - he is masculine.

It can be said that he is a character like a romantic ghost.

Chris had already calculated his every move and took his information into his hands, just waiting for this moment today.It is indeed not his style to assassinate in such a low-handed way, but Quinto, who brutally killed so many men, really shouldn't live in this world for too long.

He pushed open the door vigilantly, only to find that the corridor was unusually quiet, and a disgusting smell of blood came over his face.

--what happened?

He took a step, and there were many corpses lying on the ground, all obviously killed by a sword.

The familiar killing method shocked him, and he turned his head almost subconsciously, and saw Squalo leaning against the wall, looking at him with an unkind expression.

"Why did you come here?"

"why?"

There was anger in Squalo's eyes. He repeated his words, and suddenly got up and walked to Chris, squinting his eyes and said, "I don't know when you started to learn to use this method to complete tasks."

Chris was provoked by his stinging words, and then sneered.

"What does this have to do with you."

As soon as the words fell, Chris' eyes went dark, and he staggered back a step and leaned against the cold wall.A gloomy voice came from above: "Don't try to annoy me."

Looking at that stern face, he sneered: "Annoyed?"

I really want to try it!

I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol, or the outburst of anger in his heart, he suddenly tiptoed around Squalo's neck and kissed him head-on.

His lips touched abruptly, and their teeth collided.However, Chris didn't care about it at all, sticking out his tongue awkwardly to lick his lips and teeth, the action was rough and direct.

Almost expressing his feelings in a desperate manner.

There was a rusty taste of blood flowing between their lips, but neither of them let go.

After a long time, Chris suddenly let go of his hand.Looking at Squalo, who was still in a state, he wiped off the blood on his lips with his thumb, and sneered, "Why, don't you dislike my dirty tricks now?"

At this moment, his mind was clear, but his brain spit out some harsh words uncontrollably, and he couldn't help deliberately trying to provoke Squalo.

The atmosphere that had just warmed up instantly cooled down again.

"Since you have already decided to follow him, why do you still bother me? I've had enough! Please take back your abusive character... oh!"

The situation was reversed in an instant, and Squalo pressed his shoulders tightly, his lips almost eagerly blocked his words.Chris froze for a moment and tried to break free from his embrace, but the skin on his lip was bitten again.He snorted in pain, in exchange for a more intense kiss.

He was almost suffocated by the kiss, and his body was trembling with the turbulent emotion.

As if a few seconds passed, and as long as a century, the lips of the two slowly parted.

To Squalo's surprise, Chris slapped him in the next second.

"Snapped!"

"Bastard! You owe me this!"

After he finished speaking, he pushed away Squalo's chest and turned to run away.

……

Back in the room, Chris didn't turn on the light, and sat on the bed alone in the dark.

Too many things happened today, and he hasn't recovered yet.Thinking of this, he blushed, subconsciously touched his lips that were still slightly sore, and there were still traces of Squalo in a trance.

Damn!

He patted his forehead annoyed, and then he slowly woke up, only to realize what he had said to Squalo.

The sudden situation really caught him off guard, and he couldn't control his embarrassment and anger and actually moved his hands.

I am really crazy, how could I say such a thing?Such a good opportunity, they should have confessed to each other just now!

Where has all the calmness gone?

Chris couldn't sit still, hesitated for a while, and decided to go to Squalo.

He hadn't walked a few steps before going out, when he suddenly heard the sound of conversation, he was startled, and hid in a shadow in a strange way, hiding his aura.

The voices of conversation came from a distance, getting closer.

"...Luce, don't spoil him."

"Damn it, how could someone bring him down, it's all voluntary by Little Kerry."

"Hmph, didn't you play a role in this?"

"Ah, I was seen through~"

Hearing them mention his name, Chris was so nervous that he held his breath for fear of being discovered.

"What happened to the slap marks on your face? Was it scratched by a little wild cat?"

"It's none of your business."

There was a chuckle from Lusilia in the corridor, "You don't need to say it, people know what you did to our poor child, it can't be..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Squalo's angry roar instantly made the weird laughing sound, even Chris who was hiding in the dark couldn't help but startled.

"Tsk tsk, you're actually really angry. Are you serious about him~"

When Chris heard this sentence, his heart beat like a drum, and even his palms were sweating. He pricked up his ears and waited for his answer.Does that kiss just now prove that he also has feelings for him, not just wishful thinking?

However, the reply at the next moment made him feel as if cold water was poured on him, and his heart was completely cooled.

"……You think too much."

——Thinking too much?He actually said that he thought too much?

So what happened to the kiss just now?Can't help it? Bastard!

For a moment, Chris really wanted to rush out to ask for clarification, but the remaining rationality told him that it was not suitable for him now.He gritted his teeth, his body was trembling with anger, and he clenched his fists to calm down slowly.

The sound in the corridor gradually disappeared, and after it was quiet, he stood up slowly with one hand supporting the wall.

A black shadow suddenly fell in front of him.

"You really are here."

Lusilia stood opposite, looking down at him with an exaggerated smile: "You seem to be heartbroken, do you want someone to comfort you?"