Son of Satan

"Zhang Zhang wanted to ask Chris many times if he knew there was an evil spirit on me, but he still didn't ask. Even Emma and the others could come out, and Chris had no reason not to know, but he didn't say a word.

Sadness flashed across his face, and he went to the window to share the sunset with him.He put his arms around my shoulders.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Chris's purple eyes are very beautiful, which makes me lose my mind every time.

I turned my head and continued to watch the sun sinking slowly in the west.

"Is the Soul Bridge okay? I heard from Emma that the bridge collapsed because of the evil spirits." I spoke in a normal voice, trying not to let him express my inner worries.

"Well, it's just a bridge, it's no big deal if it's gone." Chris's voice was very calm, and he really didn't care at all.

I asked, "Where did you get those evil spirits?" At that time, I couldn't feel any energy fluctuations, and my body felt soft except for the softness. The fear of the first time I went to the Soul Bridge disappeared.Emma told me that only when the evil spirit does not exist, the breath around the soul bridge will become soft.

Chris frowned. "Go where they are supposed to go."

"Hell?" Those evil spirits who don't want to go to hell will wander on the soul bridge, waiting for the opportunity to return to the human world to do evil.

Chris turned to me. "Don't worry about this, they won't harass you in the future, and they don't have the ability to harass you again."

I hummed in response.

Chris stared at me for a long time without speaking, and suddenly touched my chest with his hand, rubbing lightly on the scar.There are complexities in my eyes that I don't understand; I pretend to inadvertently stagger his palms, the scars there are so hard, I'm afraid of the disgust in his eyes.

I was relieved that Chris' hand paused for a moment and didn't insist on touching the scar.Feeling the tendency of his hand to touch down, he hurriedly grabbed it. (Baidu search for the fastest and most stable update of Literary Network)

"itch."

"What's itching? I'll scratch it for you." Chris raised my head, his deep eyes reaching deep into my soul.I wanted to put it aside, but he pinched my chin. "Itches here?" Fingernails scratched the bump on his chest through the shirt.It's like a cat's tail sweeping itchy flesh, unbearable but refreshing.I wanted to grab the offender's hand, but Chris suddenly pulled on it maliciously.

Well!I couldn't help moaning, groaning, and glaring at Chris.He smiled disapprovingly, and I was intoxicated in that smile again. I didn't realize that I was kissed until my lips were sealed and a wet thing broke into my mouth.Unlike last time, this time Chris kissed very tenderly.The tip of my tongue swept over every corner of my gums, and the sound of sucking my tongue made my whole body feel hot, and the numbness swayed in every cell.

My body slowly softened, I clung to his neck and kissed back without showing any weakness.Chris's lips are so soft that I can't bear to let go.

His hand reached down from the neckline, slowly slid down, and unbuttoned the buttons one by one.My heart beat faster and faster, biting Chris' lip hard to distract me.

Last time I went to bed with him in a daze, this time my brain is sober.The person in front of me is Chris, and I'd be lying if I wasn't nervous.Just seeing his face makes my heart beat 20 a minute.

Chris carried me to the bed and kissed every skin on my body almost adoringly, which made me feel flattered.It felt good that night, but a little blurry, this time it was unusually clear.

Sensitive parts are overlapped, the feeling of being penetrated is very clear, even the feeling of stretching is obvious.Discomfort made me frown, Chris stopped still, leaned over and kissed my eyes, kneading the sensitive place with his hands.

The numbness came back again, feeling that the front was being held, and Chris's knuckle-boned hands were gently rubbing, moving, and occasionally circling the top.

I relaxed my body comfortably and let him choose.Chris's beautiful face became blurred in a mist...

The next day I woke up with a fiery sight, opened my eyes and met Chris's gaze, and felt that he fell in love with me for a moment; I knew it was impossible, and shook my head self-deprecatingly.

Chris asked concerned: "Are you uncomfortable?"

I shook my head, looked into his eyes and said, "Why would you do this, Your Majesty?" I couldn't find a reason for Chris to keep me by my side. From the first meeting's disgust to the current intimacy, everything was like a dream.And the heart-piercing pain in every dream, I don't think it's accidental.

Chris reached out and stroked my cheek, then retracted his hand the moment his fingertips touched, and sat up from the bed.The sheet slid over his stomach, revealing the traces of last night's passion. "Do you need a reason to find a bed partner?"

My face turned pale, and I couldn't find such an answer after thinking of ten thousand reasons. 'Do you need a reason to find a bed partner? 'It makes me so sad.