What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?

……

After opening his eyes again, Eros looked at the familiar gray fog space in front of him. He felt helpless. How did he come in again?

He was lying on the ground bored, and then a tentacle with an eyeball looked at him.

This sudden scene frightened Eros's breathing and he almost died.

After a long time, he recovered and looked at the tentacle in front of him and said speechlessly:

"Why did I dream of you again?"

The tentacle tilted its eyeballs, conveying a puzzled emotion. Eros ignored it and just turned his body to continue lying.

The next month was like this. As long as he fell asleep at night, he would dream that he was in the gray fog space, and then the twisted tentacle with an eyeball would appear beside him.

He was a little uncomfortable in the first few days, but he got used to it later. Anyway, it was nothing, right?

Until one night when he fell asleep, it was still the familiar gray fog space, still lying on the ground in the familiar posture, just when he thought that the familiar tentacles would appear next.

A black-haired girl appeared from the air beside him, Eros was stunned, was this a different dream?

"What's your expression?" The black-haired girl frowned.

Eros looked up and said in surprise: "Hey, you are wearing it this time, but seeing your outfit, I thought you would wear black, but you didn't expect it to be white."

The black-haired girl's face suddenly turned red, and she wanted to stretch her legs to kick him away, but she stopped the action as if she thought of something, and gritted her teeth secretly:

"Sure enough, how could this perverted junior be the master."

Eros was a little surprised to find that he was not beaten. It was not that he had a masochistic tendency, but it was really too boring to stay here, so he was looking for something to do.

He reached out to lift the skirt of the black-haired girl, pinched her smooth and delicate calf and touched it all the way up, exclaiming:

"Is the touch of this dream so real?"

Just as he was stroking the pure white panties, ready to try to take it off.

The black-haired girl gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "Damn junior, don't go too far."

Just then, Eros saw the tentacle behind the black-haired girl. Well, I thought it was a different dream today, but it turned out to be all together.

He waved at the tentacle: "You are here too?"

The black-haired girl was slightly stunned. Is there anything else here besides herself?

She turned her head and took a look, and she screamed in shock:

"Damn it, how did you get into trouble with this thing, damn it, damn it."

Before she finished speaking, she had already carried Eros and ran a long way. Eros was startled and reacted a little:

"Isn't this a dream?"

The black-haired girl rolled her eyes: "What do you think?"

Wow, this is not a dream, then I just touched it for so long, right?

Thinking of the delicate touch, he suddenly felt his heartbeat speed up, and it was a little unbelievable that she didn't hit him.

And if it wasn't a dream, then didn't he stay with the tentacle every night in the previous month?

But it seems that there is nothing to be afraid of, anyway, He didn't do it.

At that moment, he said: "Put me down, it's okay, if He wanted to do it, He would have done it a long time ago. He seems to be just curious about me now."

The black-haired girl looked at Eros who was being carried with some suspicion, and slowly stopped, but she still looked at the tentacle following behind with some vigilance.

After a long time, the black-haired girl breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the tentacle did not seem to have any further movement, but there was still some disbelief on her face:

"How did you get involved with Him?"

Eros explained helplessly: "When I was undergoing the blood baptism before, I saw the god of the elves confronting Him."

"I don't know how I got involved with Him, but He has been here since I was baptized."

"I can only feel that He seems to be very curious about me. Is there anything strange about me? I don't understand."

The black-haired girl rolled her eyes at him: "You are full of strange things, okay."

"Really?" Eros was a little confused.