Son of Satan

""Cough cough cough... Jay, you want to murder your husband. "

The sudden address of the little brat made my hand on his head tremble.That bastard taught such a young child badly. If he is young, he will not learn, and he will learn all kinds of things that are useless.At this moment, I finally understand that when a young and beautiful female teacher asked me what my greatest wish was in kindergarten, I replied that I wanted to be a teacher. At that time, the female teacher's embarrassed expression should be the same as that of me at this time.

"Who taught you to say that? Don't talk nonsense, kid."

The little boy ignored me, and his alcoholism was awakened by me like this.The big bright eyes gave me a faint look, and my heart skipped a beat for no reason. Those eyes were very similar to Chris's eyes when he rejected me.I really want to reach out and touch the eyes that are close in front of me; just as I stretch out my hand, I suddenly withdraw it, afraid of the contempt and disgust in those eyes.

I hung the towel on the doorknob and turned around to go out. It was horrible, I was thinking about him all the time; thinking about a person who didn't even despise me;I think I must have been poisoned, by a poison called love.

"Jay, are you scared?" Just as I took two steps, the little kid's voice came from behind me. "What are you running from?"

What am I running from?I also want to know.If it was in the past, I wouldn't believe that I would sleep with a man one day, and fall in love with that man without hesitation.

It’s also me who is still unwilling to accept the one who fell in love with Chris is me, and I still stubbornly think that it is the original Jay who left my emotions.Because his love for Chris had gone deep into his bones, it caused me to have a momentary obsession.

"Little kid, take a good shower." After I finished speaking, I didn't even get out of my head.

Sitting in the living room, I thought a lot, but what came to my mind most often was Chris' impeccable face.No matter how much I deny it, he still lingers in my mind.

I have thought about how to forget Chris and start a new life.But every time I want to make up my mind to forget, he always appears in my sight.Every time I'm desperate for him, he always gives me a little hope.

I was like someone stuck in a desert, always yearning for an oasis, but every time I encountered it was a mirage.

After I reheated the steak for the third time, the kid was still in the bathroom, and I finally couldn't help but rush in.

Just when he was about to have a seizure, the little boy stared at the red sun outside the window in a trance.

The jet-black hair fell on the tender white skin, which made the skin even more white, even fragile, like tofu, which would shatter with a light poke.

The rays of the sun cast a layer of pink on his body, which reminded me of Chris’s setting sun in the same way when he was on Happy Island; even his posture and eyes were the same.

My heart couldn't help beating, and I didn't want to break the silence at the moment.

A gust of wind blows, and the smell of floating soap in the air reminds me that the child is still in the bath; if he is left in a daze, he will fall ill sooner or later.

I took off the towel on the doorknob, wrapped her tightly, and was about to go out with him in my arms.

The little kid naturally hugged my neck tightly, and the faint rose fragrance made me intoxicated.

"Jay, you are really virtuous and virtuous." The little boy almost said while biting my ear, and the heat that spewed out made my ears itchy.

This kid is getting more and more provocative.Fortunately, he is still a child, if he grows up, he will have it.It must be another monster that harms the world.

I ignored him, took out a bath towel and wiped the water droplets from his hair.The little boy stretched out his body naturally, as if you were here to serve him.

The flesh on the little kid's body is soft and soft, very comfortable to hold.His eyes inadvertently noticed the soft things between his legs, and he suddenly became playful.Stretch out your finger and flick it.

"It's so small, so soft." He twisted it maliciously and played with it.

The little boy clamped his thighs tightly, his face was as red as an apple.

Interesting, the little kid who has never been afraid of nothing is also afraid sometimes.That's right, a man will care about the size of things, and it's a matter of a man's face.

In my mind, I was yelling infinitely, happy to find the weakness of the little kid.Just one sentence from him pulled me back to Earth from space.

The little boy said: "Jay, I'm still a child, it's normal to be small. It's just that he's sure his size is normal?" The tone of evil humor is exactly the same as that of someone.

I blow my hair. "I'm not yet fully developed."

"Me too. It won't be that size if it grows up."

"I'm only 16 years old this year, and I can still grow."

"Well, Jay is 16 years old."

This sounds like a compliment to me, but I always feel that something is wrong there.

When I fell asleep with my arms around the little kid, his focused eyes made me feel particularly awkward.He kissed my forehead when I was in a daze. "Good night, Jay." After saying that, he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep.

I asked a question out of nowhere. "What's your name, little boy." I really want to know the identity of the little boy.

"Bruch? Coles." It was like raving.

'Bruch Kers'?Very familiar name, where have I heard it?

"Who is your father?" I don't know who he is, but people will always remember his father's name.And the identity of the little boy is not simple, maybe he is a member of several big families.

"Satan!"

I laughed.This child, all blood races are Satan's children.What kind of answer is he.Just when he was about to ask, the sound of even breathing came out from the kid, who seemed to be asleep.