[Tutor] I'm really just a weak dodder flower

Sleep paralysis is a sleep disorder, commonly known as "ghost press".

People in this situation will maintain a subtle state of half-asleep and half-awake, and can even hear the sounds around them, but no matter how hard they try, they can't make any effort, can't speak, let alone move.

...but I don't actually have sleep paralysis.

Before I was fully awake, I felt that I might be pressed by a ghost, but after I opened my eyes, I realized that I was not pressed by a ghost, but was pressed on the bed by a ghost.

The scientific name of this ghost is Liu Dao Mu.

The young man with different-colored eyes lay on top of me with a smile on his face. I couldn't quite feel the actual weight of the other person's body. Presumably he deliberately controlled his movements to avoid really pressing me.

However, this is not a reason for gentlemen to attack ladies at night.

Thinking of this, I raised my eyebrows: "Good evening, Mr. Liu Dao, I would like to ask, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I thought I could see Cecilia's panicked expression." The young man didn't reflect on his shameless behavior at all, he put his hand next to my ear, and said in a calm tone, "You should be more lively, Darling, too bland a reaction would make me think you're 80 instead."

The other party's warm breath hit my face, burning my ears sorely.

I sneered and stretched out my right leg under the quilt and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen.

"That's a pity, as early as more than two months ago, I was already 19 years old!"

The young man withdrew his hand abruptly. He turned sideways to avoid my attack, and immediately raised his hand to pinch my leg.

I think our posture is a little worse now than before.Before I made an attack, there was a thin layer of quilt between me and Liu Dao Mu as a barrier, but now I have kicked the quilt to the corner of the bed, the young man's left hand is holding my ankle, and I maintain an extremely indecent posture Lying on the bed, I can still see the skin of my thighs exposed to the air from my angle.

I tried to retract the leg, but Liudao Mukuro was stronger than me, and I failed to retract it two or three times.

"You'd better give me a logical and self-consistent reason to explain why you appeared on my bed," I ground my teeth and began to think about the possibility of dying with this person, "everyone in Vengley is like this ?"

"No, I just miss you too much," the other party replied with a smile, "We haven't seen each other for twenty hours and seventeen minutes, Cecilia, I can't see you, and my days are like years."

I was silent for a few seconds: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Liu Dao, but I hope you don't appear in front of me in this way. As you can see, I am timid."

There is no one in Coulom's bed. I think this unqualified gentleman in front of me is using the body of my cute little roommate to make trouble.

I said how dare he play hooligans blatantly in the dormitory. It turned out that Coulom couldn't see it.

"You don't look happy," Rokudokuku said. "What could make you so sad? Cecilia, I want to see your smile, not your frown."

"The thing that makes me most sad and angry now is that some slut who claims to be a gentleman climbed into my bed while I was sleeping." I took a deep breath and forced myself to suppress the urge to go crazy, and said coolly, " If he could just get out of my sight right now, I wouldn't be sad anymore."

"It hurts me when you say that, dear."

Rokudokoku shrugged regretfully, and the five fingers holding my ankle suddenly stretched out.I saw the opportunity and retracted my feet. By the way, I hooked the quilt that was kicked away with my toes, and draped it on my legs indiscriminately.

"Please come down, thank you." I complained forcefully, "Climb on a lady's bed is not what a gentleman does."

As the young man rolled over, he explained his behavior very cheekily: "I'm just feeling overwhelmed."

"There is an old saying in the East called 'beginning with love and ending with courtesy'. I hope you can understand it."

Liu Daoku smiled.

I straightened my arms and wanted to pull the coat from the back of the chair by the bed and put it on my shoulders. Before my fingertips touched the corners of the clothes, the young man suddenly pressed my shoulders quickly and changed my posture into lying down again.

The other party's strange-colored eyes, like a cat of unknown breed, were frighteningly bright in the dark.

I don't like Liu Dao Muku's eyes, very much.Not to mention the obviously problematic right eye, his left eye is a blue color that is very common among Italians. When you are stared at by him, you can clearly see your reflection in the pupil of the other party.

I don’t know who told me that when you are watched by someone with blue or green eyes, you will easily have the illusion that you are the only one in the other person’s world.

The braid that the young man tied behind his head hung softly by his side, and the ends of the hair were scattered randomly on the bed. A handful of them fell against my forearm, and the cold touch was infinitely magnified, even a little itchy.

If this is the filming scene of a third-rate romance drama, the next move of Liu Dao Mu and I will probably become indescribable.

However, we all know what kind of character the other party is.

Liudao Mu's sweet talk is just to make better use of me, and my hypocrisy and subjugation are just helpless compromises of those who are stronger than themselves.He is a vicious viper, I am a cunning fox.

"MM was taken away by the Avengers." The young man pressed his head down a little more, and his lips pressed against my ear, but what he said was nothing charming.

I was taken aback.

"She escaped from the prison of the Avengers," Liudao Mukuro explained, "Bai Lan still has no ability to prevent the Avengers from taking her away."

"You knew it was going to be like this?" I asked.

It's not that I don't save her, but that there is no need to save her.Even if Liu Dao Mu rescued MM, the Avengers were still waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap.Rather than putting himself in danger, it would be better to watch Bai Lan and the Avengers clash.

Very sensible and rational judgment.

I suddenly remembered what Liu Dao Muku had said to Bai Lan.

——Cecilia is different from her, if possible, I hope you don't shoot Cecilia, unless you want to make me angry.

To Liudao Mukuro, am I really just a "useful" puppet?

The young man's voice still echoed in his ears.I'm not sensitive to male voices, but even so, I can tell that Liudao Mukui's voice is the nicest among all the men I know, coupled with his pretentious sweet talk, the sugar-coated cannonballs of hypocrisy are almost It can make people lose themselves in imaginary dreams.

For a moment, I almost believed that Liu Dao Mukuo really had feelings for me.

I am different from MM, does this mean that I am a relatively special existence to him?

But such complacency was fleeting.I know better than any girl what kind of creature a man is, and Liu Dao Mu is almost a collection of negative traits of "men". He is hypocritical and selfish, and he is good at coaxing and appeasing the opposite sex with sweet words and material benefits. MM will not be let go by him. The first girl to be weighed on the scale of interests will not be the last.

Sooner or later, he will also put me on the scale and compare my gains and losses with "Cecilia".

Even if he repeats in my ears how much he loves me countless times, I will not be more important than MM in his heart.

I should wake up a bit.

The sweet words in Liu Dao Mu's mouth are just to better control me as a person. When I lose my use value, I will become a pebble in his eyes, the kind that even lay in front of his eyes and hate to block the way.

"Bai Lan won't easily kill people related to Pengelie," the young man raised his body a little higher, holding the sheet next to my ear with his left hand, and raised his right hand to smooth my messy hair. "He hasn't done it yet. Ability to confront Pengo Lie, face to face is tantamount to suicidal."

His expression was very casual, as if nothing was out of this person's control.

I raised my eyelids, and I could just see the other person's Adam's apple from this angle.Liudao Mukuro's pale skin looked even paler against the backdrop of the black windbreaker. I began to wonder if this person had some kind of chronic disease that couldn't be cured.

"Don't worry, Cecilia," his dreamy voice sounded above his head, "I will protect you, no one can hurt you except me, I promise you."

The author has something to say:

69: I will protect you

Cecilia: I almost believed it

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It is a terrible thing to have a person who pretends to really like you hanging around you. Girls are emotional animals. When there is no clear object of love, it is really easy to be confused by various appearances and produce a kind of "" I have been in love with him for a long time" illusion

Moreover, Cecilia is essentially a child who lacks love. The root of her hatred of the opposite sex is that she has never received real "love" from the opposite sex since she was a child. of) false love

It is not a lie that being a courtesan is for the most efficient self-protection, but the essential reason is that she longs for someone to really love herself

In the tug-of-war between two liars, whoever is tempted first will lose

According to the current situation, Cecilia takes date pills (.