[Joker] Boyfriend is weird

After meeting the clown, Lilith's anger value has always been +1+1+1...

Climb the moment the clown says "take off your clothes".

There was hardly any hesitation, and before the clown could react, he was hit violently.

"abnormal!"

"rogue!"

"Neuropathy!"

She paused, searching her guts for words of abuse.

Finally gave up.

The language is too poor, and it should be solved by violence.

But it's really boring to solve.

Because the clown is actually laughing!

he!it turns out!Enjoy!

The clown said in a strange tone: "Oh, sweetheart, we were on this trail back then, and you asked me to take off my clothes."

This strange tone is quite a bit of yin and yang.

Lilith lifted the clown's hospital gown abruptly.

The clown blew a short whistle and grinned: "Sweetheart is so warm."

then.

Then I saw Lilith's indescribable expression.

clown:"?"

What look is this?

Lilith was speechless and disappointed, "Did I take off your clothes just to see this, baby?"

This bony figure.

At best, it just makes people feel that he is so skinny and needs to eat more food... At best, it makes people feel distressed.

But if she praises him for his good figure.

It's not the case to open your eyes and talk nonsense.

Lilith gradually panicked.

Is it...

Could it be that she was a licking dog before? !

The clown snorted: "You used to like it."

He held her hand, pressed it on his ribs, slid it down little by little, counted, his eyes sparkled: "My rib is one less than Lilith's!"

Lilith didn't know that this was what she had said before, but just pinched his flesh indifferently, and said in a light tone, "Read more, men and women have the same number of ribs."

clown:"……"

He laughed suddenly, then gradually restrained himself, pursed his mouth, and said in a tone, "Okay, okay."

Turning around abruptly, he restrained Lilith, and the handcuffs he got from no one knew where, bound Lilith's handcuffs.

"But I don't believe it."

He leaned in front of her, his tone dangerous.

"You picked me up, and I'll pick you up too."

Lilith struggled a few times, but she really couldn't master the way to release the handcuffs: "...put on your clothes before doing it."

If in a narrow space, two people are disheveled, bare?dew? , There are bound to be some incredible sparks.

not to mention!

It's still a convertible!

Lilith refuses this to happen.

But the clown's palm had already reached into the hem of the hospital gown, his warm fingers were stroking her ribs, and he muttered "one, two, three..."

The rough fingertips are pressing lightly and not hard, and they are playing a lingering piano piece, using the ribs as the keys, the fingers are flying, and the mouth is humming a brisk beat.

He muttered angrily: "No, no, wrong, it shouldn't be like this..."

"You should have an extra one."

Lilith looked up at the clear sky unbearably.

—Does the clown remember that this is a convertible?

He remembered.

So I didn't really take off her shirt.

But he looked annoyed, as if he wanted to forcefully peel her open and stuff a rib in, to achieve what he thought was "she has one more rib than him".

Lilith: "Don't touch it."

The clown was looking up "4" again, and he hadn't finished uttering the words, so he looked at Lilith oppressively.

Lilith blinked: "Is it possible that you have an extra rib?"

The clown looked at her like a well-behaved baby waiting for her explanation.

Lilith's eyes have always been affectionate, even if she is not staring deeply, she is full of endless affection, as if she is staring at a lover who will accompany her forever, her azure blue eyes are like a soft ocean of affection, ready to drown people.

Her platinum-blond hair danced like light and shadow, and the scent of shampoo hit her. Her tone was uniquely soft and delicate, "In the Bible, Adam created Eve with a rib, so a man's rib is one less than a woman's."

"is it possible."

"It was you who pulled me back from hell to the world, and I became your rib, so you got an extra rib."

The clown was still watching her.

The eyes seem to be soaked in the poignant moonlight, dotted with stars, filling them, cold and gentle.

"You made me, Lilith."

Your death erased the last remaining tenderness in this world and made me a success.

Made the clown.

He bites down on every word.

"A Joker."

Did not wait for her to reply.

The overwhelming kiss fell, his fingers were still happily checking his ribs, dancing on the keyboard, but without the stubborn stubbornness just now, full of wantonness and indulgence.

...

Abandoning the car, the clown involuntarily pulled Lilith into the club.

The place where he and Lilith had their first official date.

He performed on stage, and Lilith watched from the audience.

The clown got a purple suit out of nowhere, and walked on stage in a particularly coquettish manner.

"Oh, I have a joke here."

He laughed, and he no longer needed to restrain himself, laughing presumptuously and maniacally.

Laugh at everything he's been through.

Laugh at this crazy world.

Lilith looked at him with vacant eyes, as if she was a little dazed and a little tired.

But in this simple thought.

She still fixed her eyes on the clown for a moment.

——His smile was not happy, but lamenting.

Finally, he stopped laughing.

Centipede-like scars crawled across his face, trembling as he opened his mouth to speak, like a mockery of the whole world.

Never act according to other people's comedy standards.

And the stage is not important.

His life is a stage, a comedy.

He no longer caters to the world.

Turned into pure madness.

"knock, knock, knock..."

It was a joke he told Lilith when they first met.

gradually.

His smile collapsed, and he walked up to Lilith, holding her face in his hands, his eyes were clean and even pure, "Lilith, why don't you smile anymore?"

He placed his fingertips on the end of her eyes, stroking gently.

Gentle and suspicious.

"Where's the light in your eyes, Lilith?"

When you look at me, where is the light in your eyes?

The author has something to say:

He no longer caters to the world.

Turned into pure madness.

—but only longed for her response.

Is there a possibility.

She was blinded by your kiss, and she is still in the state of sage (bushi)

Thanks to Nan Nan for throwing the grenade.

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Shishi 20 bottles; Cube 5 bottles; Mengmeng 2 bottles; 268016381 bottles of irrigation nutrient solution.