Son of Satan

"Small wings remind me of chicken wings, and I have an urge to grill them.

The little kid retracted his wings, trying to free them from my grasp.As a result, I grabbed it and dangled it in my hand, doing a spinning motion.

Forehead!Am I child abuse?

I asked: "You are not a bat, how can you have wings?" Strange, no one has ever said that vampires also have wings!

"You are a bat, let go! Let go! Let me go!" The little kid kept flapping his wings, and his black feathers shook all over the ground like chicken feathers.

Dare to feel that he is not only a bat, but also a chicken, why does he love to shed his hair so much! ?

"Presumptuous! Hurry up, hurry up, put me down!" The sound of a duck suddenly appeared behind me, and I almost threw the little kid in my hand out in fright.

The little kid also took advantage of the moment I turned my head to break free from my clutches and successfully flew up.

Yagongsheng ignored my blank expression, put his hands on his chest in front of the kid, and bowed. "Little little little master, are you... all right?"

"I'm fine." The kid's tone was as cool as ever, with an adult face.I guess he must have lacked love since he was a child, otherwise he would not have grown into a tyrannosaurus rex personality, and he would use thunder to bombard people at every turn.

"Then he... what should he do?"

please!You can't speak fluently all the time.I turned my gaze to Ya Gongsheng, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Wasn't Ya Gongsheng the man's servant last night?How can you be with this little kid now.Wait, why is the duck calling you a kid?Little master or little master?Forehead!So is this child the man's son or brother?Damn, this male voice can't speak fluently! ! ? ?

When I was still struggling with whether the little boy was a son or a brother.The fiery voice of the little brat came again.

"Give me his hand and I'll chop it off and throw him into the werewolf den."

After finishing speaking, the little kid didn't even bother to glance at me and left.

How could I let him run like this, fly up, grab his wings and beat him hard.

"Little brat, you have no respect for your elders. Can you say casually about chopping your hands? Huh? If you don't beat you up, you'll even go to the house..."

"Big, big... Bold! You, the young master, are also... you, you, you, you can beat me up."

As soon as Ya Gongsheng wanted to come up to catch me, he was stopped by the kid.

The little kid said: "Toredo, you go back first, and I will go back later by myself. (Baidu search is the fastest and most stable update of Literary Network)"

Yagong yelled at the little boy who was thumping in my hand and said, "Little young master, this is good... okay?"

Seeing that the little kid didn't pay any attention to him, Ya Gongsheng turned his head and walked away, before leaving, he even gave me a glance.I reciprocated virtue with kindness, and gave him an electrifying wink.

When the sound of the duck was far away, the little boy suddenly looked like a wilted morning glory, hanging his bat wings lifelessly, raised his head and stared at me with those big eyes that were clearer than amethyst. The pouting mouth couldn't express the grievance.It made my heart tremble.

I thought he was in pain from my grasp, so I let go subconsciously; with a swish of free fall, seeing that the little kid was about to make intimate contact with the ground, I swooped down and caught him in my hand.

The little boy rolled his eyes and fainted on my hand.

What's the situation?He was alive and well just now, why is it... just like this?

ah!Oops!I slapped my head, I forgot to tell Hesme that he was going to take me to find a job today.I don't know what happened to that guy now.

I accelerated decisively, hoping not to die too hard in front of Hesme.

When I got home, I made sure that the little boy would not hang up, stuffed him under the bed, and hurried to find Hesme.

Sure enough, Hesme began to complain as soon as he came into my presence.

"Jay, I have been waiting for you for half an hour, how can you make me wait for you. You still said that you are looking for a job. Can a person who is not punctual find a job?"

"Sorry, something has been delayed." If I remember correctly, every time Jay and Hesme met, Hesme was not punctual.It was rare for him to be punctual, and he even learned to teach others.I was rubbing my forehead, feeling powerless for Jay's lack of temper.

Surprise flashed across Hesme's face, and she said, "Something is delayed, what can you delay? Don't tell me, you went to the statue of Chris in the square again; how many times have I told you, don't If you have other thoughts about His Majesty Chris, even if the whole blood clan is extinct, His Majesty Chris will not sleep with you."

I really want to refute Hesme's words, but think about it or forget it.After all, the legacy of the previous Jay is too deep, and I can't change the way others treat me for a while.

I sincerely said to Hesme: "Hesme, I didn't go to the square today, and I didn't think about Chris. I know who I am, so I don't want to think about things that don't belong to me, and I don't think about Chris." If you don't do such a shameful thing again, please trust me, okay?"

Perhaps my tone was too sincere, and Hesme's expression was obviously unnatural.He didn't complain anymore, he turned around and walked down the street.

"Follow!"

I walked around the street, and no one hired me when I was small.Because I am a wolf, I am almost from a small country.Let me move and lift, others would hire a tall and mighty werewolf.

Compared with elves, forget it.I think I should give up the kind of work that is similar to ditching.

During the period, Hesme asked me to return to Bliss to be an mb many times, but I politely refused.

I can barely take it if I fuck a woman or a woman fucks me; but as far as I'm familiar with Jay's body, he's always been the one to get fucked.Even if I really return to bliss, only men will come to buy me.What's more, I never thought that one day I would be reduced to being a mb.

"I really don't understand you, isn't bliss bad? Didn't you do well before? Why don't you want to go back? Who are you pretending to be..." Along the way, Hesme complained like this more than once.

I interrupted him: "I will find a solution for work. Thank you in advance for today; I will go back first."