Son of Satan

The pain beats the strong. It spreads from the heart. I hold the fabric of my heart tightly. It seems that only in this way can I reduce my pain.

On the second night of my relationship with Chris. I flew over Romania. Crossed the Red Sea. I traveled thousands of miles just to give him a surprise. I just didn't expect him to give me a bigger 'surprise'.

The Guangyao Temple is full of candles, making the night brighter than the day. The ground is covered with delicate rose petals; the big curtains are drawn up, and you can see the blue night sky when you look up. The moon is thousands of miles away.

Go through the hall. Bypass the frescoed corridor. Go straight to Chris's bedroom. I'm in a great mood. Maybe Chris also remembers that today is my 16th birthday. It means that I am out of the cub period and stepping into adulthood .At the same time, it means that I can get rid of the guardianship and become a 'free person'; although Jay has never had a guardian. But I am still happy for my growth. It is like a rebellious youth who finally survived to adulthood.

It was quiet in the corridor. Occasionally, one or two servants passed by. I hurriedly left with just a glance. The people here seem to be busy every day. It’s just that I never know what they are busy with.

I just came outside the bedroom. Before I could go in, I was stunned by the groans coming from inside. I couldn't move anymore.

"Your Majesty. Ah. Your Majesty. Hurry up. Hurry up. Ah. I'm going to die... ah ah..." The girl's voice was sweet and long, and she knew she was about to reach Gaochao.

I’ve seen Chris’ technique before. It’s true that it can make people feel sick. I don’t know heaven and hell. What’s even more rare is that he takes good care of the feelings of his bed partner. So only those who have worked with him will never forget that feeling ;It's just a pity that the same person Chris won't use it a second time.

Thinking of the big bed that I just lay on and now the person I love is having trouble with someone else. My heart hurts so much that I almost lose consciousness.

Sure enough, after a long scream, the inside returned to calm. After a while, a girl came out of it. The flush of passion still remained on her face. She nodded shyly and left.

Not long after she left, Chris also came out from inside. Under the snow-white nightgown was porcelain white skin. There was still a scarlet color after passion on it. It was so rotten that one could imagine it.

"You are here." Chris shook the glass in his hand. The blood-colored red wine and white jade-like fingers reflected each other, reflecting a strange enchantment.

I twitched the corners of my mouth stiffly. "I hope I didn't disturb His Majesty's good business."

Chris frowned. "It's okay. Anyway, it's just over. Is there anything you can do for me?"

I am a little innocent. At the same time, I am very unwilling. "Your Majesty, if I came earlier, the person lying under you would be me."

Chris still frowned. Displeasure flashed across his face. He didn't speak.

I was really self-indulgent. I was talking about starting over last night. I forgot this time. I don’t know whether it’s because my brain is messed up. Or he thinks it’s funny to play with me like this.

"I'm here to deliver gloves to His Majesty. His Majesty's gloves were left with me yesterday." I handed them over. It took a long time for him to take them. "If there's nothing wrong, I'll go back first."

"Jay. Actually..." I just stopped at the door and waited for his next words. "It's okay. You can go back first."

I was angry. I walked in front of him in three steps and two steps. "Your Majesty, what kind of person do you think I am? A moneyboy who calls you responsible and waving the responsibility away." I took a deep breath. "If so. Please Don't appear in front of me again, Your Majesty. I am not a stalker."

I don't know how I left the temple. I just know that it was raining heavily. I looked back at Chris in the rain. He was standing in front of the window. Turning the goblet. Through the heavy rain. I don't know his Expression. His surroundings seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, as if it would disappear at any time.

Then I went to the bar. I was so drunk there. After that, I lay on my bed at home. The person in front of me was Ray Lesen.

"Thank you for picking me up." Whether it's Mengxi or Jay, the birthday is extremely miserable. "You can laugh if you want to. Don't be afraid to hold back the pain." Rui? of embarrassment.

"I'm just a little unaccustomed to you like this. A cat without claws is meaningless at all." Rui Lesenbai smiled charmingly. The mature smile is also charming. He laughed out loud. "You finally found out Charming. Do you think that I am also worth entrusting for life." Blinking eyes, still not forgetting to discharge me.

"Go to hell." I kicked him off the bed.

"Little Jay. You murdered your husband."

I jumped on it right away and killed him. I knew his dog couldn't spit out ivory.

Hit. There was a fierce collision sound on the table. We stopped at the same time as we were fighting. We turned our heads to see the unhappy little boy and the scorched bread in his hand.

Rui Lesen was still hugging my waist. I patted the back of his hand to signal him to let go. "When did you come back, little brat?" This kid doesn't know since I was treated inhumanely by Hesme Where did he die? Why did he come back obediently today? He still looks like a dead parent. Could it be that he was abused and kicked out by his parents. Will consider how to deal with him.

"Put away your unrealistic thoughts." Xiaopi's apple face was stretched longer than the horse's face.

Um. I rubbed my nose in a daze. This baby is not cute at all. He knows everything I think. "Children are so cute, you know. Don't use mind reading skills on people." I ravaged his face. He ignored me. Clumsily climbed up the chair and gave Rui Le Senyu a glance.

Rui Lesen immediately looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He walked away with his tail between his legs. "Little Jay, I'm going back. Remember to miss me." I just wanted to kiss my forehead. I was hit by a kid The sound of the plate interrupted. "Eh, I'll go back and take it slowly."

"No manners at all." I slapped his chubby face hard. He ignored me. He continued to fight the steak on the plate. And spread butter on the bread by the way.

I am getting more and more wrong. Pat his paw and take the spoon away from his hand. The kid frowns uncomfortably.

"What's the matter with you." I raised his hand suspiciously. It was covered with large and small scars. "What's going on here." I was inexplicably angry.

The little boy withdrew his hand and shrank behind him. He wouldn't let me. He kept pouting and didn't speak.

"Cooking." I asked tentatively.

The little boy was still silent.

I said, "Stupid. If you don't know how to do it, why bother. I don't have a second kitchen for you."

Slap. The little kid threw the knife and fork on the table. Fluttering his little wings, he was about to fly out. I quickly grabbed him. "Where are you going?"

"go home."

Yo. That's pretty cool. Totally cranky kid.

"Don't go back. Stay with me. I'm in a bad mood." I put him in my arms. "I'm broken in love." This is the second time I told the little kid that I'm broken in love.