The Devil of the Walking Street

The so-called cheapest remuneration, for this unscrupulous succubus, is what he considers to be the most worthless one-night stand—in layman's terms, sex.

Lan Ming didn't want to talk nonsense with him, but there was nothing he could do.This person's nature is like this, the more anxious he looks, the happier he is.

"Anyway, he's not an innocent little boy..." Cheng Sheng's purple black pupils had an inexplicable light, and a bright purple in the center was spreading, like a vortex, as if to draw people into it: "With men... You can try it too.”

Lan Ming looked at the purple eyes of Succubus with a dazed expression.

"Your teacher...will also be very pleased..." The alluring succubus stretched out his hands and wrapped them around the boy's neck. The two men stared at each other, their noses facing each other, and the ambiguous aura swept across within a distance of less than one centimeter. heat wave.

"It will make you... very satisfied." The succubus whispered softly, and delicate kisses fell on the young man's butterfly-wing eyelashes.

The little devil stood motionless with his eyes blank, like a controlled puppet.

Cheng Sheng leaned obsessively on Lan Ming's shoulder, absorbing the light body fragrance unique to young people, but he didn't see the flash of light in Lan Ming's dark red eyes.

"Aren't you worried about him?" Hadley scratched at the door, looking at the archbishop who was fighting on the computer in the room: "The other party is a succubus."

The subtext is that someone's charm value is much higher than yours.

Swell ignored him.

"The succubus is best at charm~" Hadley looked a little smug, and it was rare to see Swell, who had been oppressing him, showing such an aggrieved look because of himself, which really made him feel elated: " That one is so petite~ Can you bear it~"

If Hadley was in wolf form at the moment, he would really look like a husky licking a lemon, too excited to take care of himself.

Just keep on dying.

The hand was placed on the mouse, and the fingers were so hard that they turned white.

"Maybe now..."

"What do you think we are related to?" Swell was annoyed, and turned around the computer chair, his sharp eyes seemed to poke a hole in the gray-haired young man: "If you don't want to die, just shut up and get away."

What are you doing so fiercely...

Feeling that the inscription on the neck was a little hot, Hadri laughed a few times and stopped talking.

Time passed by, and Hadley, who had no fun, stared at the clock in a daze.

Swell's gatehouse was closed tightly, and he didn't know what was going on inside.

Just as Hadley was about to go to the church for a walk, the door of the attic was pushed open.

Lan Ming walked in with his head bowed, the brim of his hat was pulled down deeply, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Hadley looked at the clock which was less than five o'clock in disbelief: "This...so fast?" Or did the two just have sex in the middle of the day in the afternoon?Aren't succubi supposed to be very emotional creatures?

Lan Ming glanced at him, then looked around the living room: "Where are the others?"

"Him? Swell?" Hadley was about to answer when he turned around and saw Swell coming out of the room.

The man stood against the door, silent, his appearance showed that he wanted the other party to take the initiative to explain clearly.

The boy pulled off his hood with a dignified expression. He looked at Swell and said word by word, "I'm going to France next week."

Swell raised an eyebrow.

Hadley's mouth was open, the topic was too strange for him to begin.

"why?"

Facing the man's plain questioning, the young man couldn't help but clenched his hands, took a deep breath, and for some reason his tone trembled: "Go...kill someone."

"Boss? What's wrong with you?" The younger brother just unlocked the door of the bar, and when he walked in, he felt something was wrong.He looked around and saw his boss lying on the sofa in the corner with disheveled clothes and absent-minded eyes.

"Ahhh..." Cheng Sheng covered his eyes with his arms in frustration: "I have fallen into the devil's way."

Little brother: "... Wouldn't it be better to tell him directly? Why are you so obsessed?"

Cheng Sheng began to roll up on the small sofa like a child: "But I also want to try to see if I can get some benefits...Who would have thought that I would be countered...I'm so ashamed It's..."

Little brother: "...deserves it."

"What do you mean?" Cheng Sheng turned over and sat up, glaring: "You can go ahead. He is going to France next week, so I will leave all the itinerary to you. I don't care."

Little brother: "..."

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Paris France.

The werewolf of Cameron's family glanced at the pale man beside him, and for a moment there was a strange joy in his expression: "Qi Yun? How do you feel?"

Qi Yun looked out the window indifferently, and nodded slightly.

"Ahh..." Lei Nuo chuckled lightly, "You have to protect it—my safety."

【Then, this is the end of "The Devil on Pedestrian Street"!Of course, it was obvious that the story of Lan Ming and Sverde was still going on.Next, it will still be updated every two days, and there will be a special episode, with stories about Renault and Lan Ming that have to be told.

After the extra episode is finished, I will write another story about Lan Ming in the tsundere period and Swell in the second period.That's the prequel!

Prequel: "The Truth Beneath the Rose": a tsundere devil, a middle school bishop, a irascible rabbit, a cold robot, a brave girl, a silent hero, and a mysterious rose ———Seven souls from different time and space weave obscure and dark fairy tales in a rose manor. 】

【=￣ω￣=Hmm.That's about it. 】

【Extra】The Demon of the Werewolf House