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

I fell back on my office chair.

The back of the chair is not too high and only reaches my shoulders, so when I lean my back, my head hangs out.

Nancy stood quietly behind me.My father's office was huge, and we had to huddle in a corner in order to make it look like no one was there, which made me feel a little crowded.

The moonlight shined through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the Filipino maid's delicate and pretty face. I suddenly felt a little dizzy, so I stood up and tried to close the curtains.

Before I could make the next move, however, the young man emerging from Nancy's shell held me back.

The opponent's right eye is particularly eye-catching in a dim environment.

I let him press my shoulders, leaned back on the back of the chair and smiled at him: "I thought you weren't going to see me anymore." I haven't seen Liudaomu since the beginning of school, counting with my fingers Come to think of it, it's almost Christmas.

Yes, Christmas.

It seems that my relationship with Liu Dao Mu started around Christmas time.He saved me from the embarrassing situation of not having a date with a man, but I found out earlier that this man had ulterior motives.

At that time, I naively thought that I would never fall into his ways. After all, I have seen more men than many girls have come into contact with in their entire lives, and I understand what kind of creature a man is like better than those girls.

It turns out I failed. "I will never be tempted by him" is just a wishful excuse, and now Cecilia will feel restless because of his closeness.

The young man with heterochromatic eyes smiled and raised his arms, and he touched my cheek with his fingertips.

The breath on Liudao Mukuro's body was very cold, which made me wonder whether it was a living person in front of me or a high-level puppet assembled from cold parts.But I soon realized that it was pointless to entangle this kind of problem in front of the illusionist.

If he was willing, I wouldn't feel abnormal at all.

"You seem to be angry." He asked softly, "Can you tell me what you are angry about?"

"No, I'm not angry at all," I muttered, "I'm not in that position."

In the final analysis, he and I are two independent individuals. Even if Marino is attached to Vongola, in essence, we are still in two completely different camps.I have no position to accuse Liu Dao Mu of not coming to see me, anyway, he has no need to come to see me.

I'm just a little sad.

His sweet words convinced me that this person loved me, but what followed was a cold reality.

Illusionists are all liars, and Liu Dao Mukuro is no exception.He used sweet words to coax me just to achieve his goal, and now he found out that even if I don't pretend to admire me, I will cooperate with him because of interests, so he doesn't even bother to say sweet words.

"You're just mad."

The young man touched my face.The leather cloth of the opponent's glove rubbed against my skin, making a strange "rustling" sound.

"I didn't." I retorted loudly.

Liu Daoku smiled.He took off the gloves and threw them aside.The black protective gear was discarded in the corner, their faint protests swallowed by the deepening darkness, and I felt that sooner or later I would become like that.

"You can be more frank." Liudao Mukuo held my face.

I could clearly see my own features in the other's blue left eye.

To match my father's secretive actions, I wore makeup today, pink eye shadow and exaggerated eyeliner flying to the sides, they make me look like a club girl.

Well, I have to admit, I did it on purpose.

The more my father didn't want to see what I did, the more I wanted to do it.I know it's naive, but I don't mind, adding trouble to that man is something I wish for.

If I put on a slutty outfit while I was doing business, he'd lash out and accuse me of being shameless, and then I'd be able to slam my handbag in his face and stride away in full view.

I hate my father as much as he hates me.

"I'm quite frank," I replied. "Your worries are needless—I mean, you can go back."

Anyway, he has disappeared for several months, and it is okay to disappear for another few months.

It's better to never appear in front of me like this, then I have reasons to convince myself to forget this person, I can continue to be my dodder, dealing with various men until I die of old age.

Oh, I still have to think about whether I can survive my brother's hands.

Father has spent so long cultivating his elder brother, so he won't be kicked out of the heir's position just because of one or two mistakes.No matter how I think about it, I am the one who will be cannon fodder when the dust settles.

So before being cannon fodder, I had to plan how to run away.

"I apologize." The young man was still smiling, and I felt his skin was as thick as a wall, "It's my fault for not coming to see you for so long, Cecilia, but I think you should give me a chance to explain, I He was injured and has been recuperating until now."

"Who can hurt you, the great Mr. Liu Dao." I said sourly.

Peng Lie's fighting power is obvious to all, and there is no doubt about how strong Liu Dao Mu is, the guardian.After all, he is the illusionist who can defeat the Rainbow Son, not to mention Sicily, there are not many people in the whole world who can please him under his hands.

And now he told me that he was injured and still needs to recuperate from the injury for several months.

I honestly don't think I should trust him.

But at least he was willing to explain to me why he disappeared for several months for no reason, even if the reason was unbelievable, like a random excuse for perfunctory.

After realizing this, my mood calmed down a lot strangely.To be a man is to be content, I have never expected Liu Dao Mu to really fall in love with me, for me, as long as I can occupy a moderate position in his heart and not dispensable, that's enough.

The young man bent down and kissed my forehead.

I am a bit vexatious now, and women who are vexatious cannot communicate.Liu Dao Mu knew this well, so he didn't continue to explain, but chose a countermeasure that was almost flattering.

He's really smart about how to deal with women.

Disturbingly smart.

"You are so beautiful today, Cecilia," he whispered. "My Selene, will you accept Endymion's love?"

I thought Liu Dao Mu had given up on this funny metaphor, but he still remembered it.

After all, I can't be Selene, and the identity of Liudaokuo is much nobler than that of Endymion.I mean, he's probably more like that crooked Pan.

In this love game mixed with deceit and calculation, we can't achieve the purity and love between Selene and Endymion, just as Pan's picture is nothing but Selene's beauty .

Even if--I mean even--this man in front of me was telling me how much he loved me in my ear, I'd only half-believe him.I will never forget that Rokudo Mukuro is an illusionist, just as he will never forget that I am a liar who plays with men's feelings.

"I am not Selene," I replied, "I will not ride in a bullock cart, there are no bullock carts in Sicily. I will not ride with the moon, even in the daytime, I can move freely in front of you. "

Liudao Mu was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly.

"Honey, I just want to praise you, I am willing to go through fire and water for you, just like a moth that has no hesitation." He said, "Then Miss Cecilia, are you willing to accept the love of this man who is falling for you? "

The young man stretched out his hand, just like the one who pulled me out of the predicament of no one at the Yule Ball last year.

Maybe I was already tempted at that time, but I didn't realize it.

I stood up, took a deep breath as I did at that time, and then put my hand in the other's palm.

"With pleasure, my sir."

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The impression of the emotional line comes from "Puppet Group Play"

It is also a pretty old song, and the lyrics have an indescribable sense of sadness and absurdity

Of course the main thing is this paragraph:

The impermanent snake and the raptor race to tear the nerves

Dark and shallow knife handles are densely embedded on the black green road

He has since been imprisoned under the sea by Poseidon

always call my name

I can feel