Dangerous girls put me in danger

Are you obsessed just by recalling the taste of Juncheng?

No! Say no!

I'm not drooling over the person I like...

"Hahaha, look, let me just say it? Sure enough, this is what you really think!"

"No! That's not true! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!

I continued to shake my head, toss my hair back and forth, and cover my ears desperately, not wanting to hear this nasty voice say nasty words anymore.

However, how can such behavior of covering one's ears cut off the sound coming from one's own body?

But it really stopped talking. I walked alone on the deserted street, and the world returned to silence.

Walking in silence, it was already past one in the morning when I returned to the apartment. I took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

The light in the living room is still on, Nana, has she been waiting for me until now...

Seeing me entering the room, she put down her phone and turned to look at me and said.

"You came back really late. You probably didn't have any external work today, right? Have you eaten? I'll heat up the food for you."

I am already immortal, and I will not die even if I don’t eat...

But why do I still feel hungry...

...I won’t eat anymore..I’ll go to bed first and said-

"Xunxun?"

The idea of ​​discussing it with Nana was all forgotten. I wandered back to the room and threw myself on the bed as soon as I entered the room.

I can't forget that taste anymore.

The taste is so sweet that it makes me want to breathe it in all the time. Three light novels

The saliva I produced was swallowed again and again, hanging on the wall of my esophagus and sliding down.

I pressed my chest tightly to stop my heart from beating...

"It's almost like a girl in love.

...I told you to shut up.

I buried my cheek into the pillow and made a sticky sound.

"Xiang Yuexun, did you know? 'Hunger' is not just about food, sometimes it is also used to refer to demanding love.

"Huh? What are you talking about...

Why did this guy suddenly become serious... He was talking like a gangster just now, but now he has changed into a serious style.

Hate it, this tone sounds a bit like what Jun Cheng said--

"Loneliness is also a kind of hunger, a spiritual hunger that looks forward to love.

"You said I'm lonely? Are you kidding me? I have many friends!"

"That's just the appearance. In fact, you are still lonely because you are afraid of losing them, just like the friends you once had.

My former friend....

They are all dead....

My lifespan is too long for humans, and I will definitely be saddened by the loss of my friends, so I began to avoid making friends with humans.

But in fact, I know that no matter whether the other person is a human or not, the day of separation will eventually come, it is just a matter of sooner or later.

"Hunger will become the fuel of desire. The more suppressed it is, the stronger the accumulated energy will be. In the end, it will form unimaginable destructive power. At some point, the boundaries between feelings and desires become more and more ambiguous, the spirit becomes turbid, and it can no longer be When you clearly distinguish between feelings and desires, you can't help but want to eat everything you like. Maybe your favorite An Juncheng will be saved for you to enjoy slowly at the end. No, it will definitely be. If you want to say why...

.Because you are a [ghoul]. "

Eating the person you love most right down to the marrow is definitely the worst behavior that will not be forgiven by anyone.

Only I was satisfied unilaterally, which was an extremely selfish act. Big again

But...some part of my heart felt that that was not bad...something must have gone wrong." He said...

"The pain and fear of loss cannot make people forget their hunger, but eating them all can make the soul's pain less painful."

It was chattering something that sounded difficult to understand, but I could understand what he meant.

Because as long as I eat them, I will feel that they will be with me forever’, ‘We have become one’

It's obviously a wrong idea, but I can't help but do it...

"What are you...

Why are you trying to shake me--.

Why do you want to dig into my heart...

"Well, who knows, I don't know what I am. Anyway, I have been growing on you since I became conscious. But judging from the appearance, it's just a mouth, right? Just think of me as someone here. Get rid of the liar who deceived you, quack quack~"

"Then you, a liar, are really eloquent.

"Hey, thank you for the compliment~"

..However, I still don’t plan to eat my friends! Just give up!

Oh, don’t jump to conclusions yet, it’s not too late to try it first and then decide, isn’t it?”

"Taste it? How to taste it? Are you asking me to take a bite of Juncheng?"

Not to mention that doing this will only scare Juncheng, and I can't guarantee that I can still control it after taking a bite... I just saw Juncheng's intestines today, and I couldn't control myself. If Ate a...

"No, there is no need to alarm him. Don't you remember? A part of his body is placed with your dependent.'

Being reminded like this, I suddenly remembered.

Because of Xue'er's relationship, Juncheng cut off his body parts and gave some of them to Xue'er.

That root.-.

"Left finger!

This thought arises and cannot be dissipated.

Just eat one--..I really want to taste Juncheng's taste

The heartbeat is connected to the stomach, and the heartbeat drives the appetite, and when the appetite surges, it can no longer be restrained...

My mouth was once again filled with saliva.

Chapter 16.6 [Innocent Succubus] Dreams

[Innocent Succubus] Dreams:

"Here again...enough...

After opening my eyes, I found myself in a strange place.

There are many suns and an incredibly curved moon in the sky, and the entire sky is distorted, just like the sky in the painting Starry Moon Night, and reality has become abstract.

No, it's just because this is not 'reality' that it looks like this.

Yes, this is the ‘dreamland’,

I keep having dreams lately, and it’s the same dream, which is really rare.

As a succubus (dream demon), I can control the physiological phenomenon of 'dreams'.

You can independently control whether you want to enter the dream while sleeping, you can maintain self-awareness in the dream, you can freely control the dream, and you can also sneak into other people's dreams, even if you have strong mental power like your mother. , can change other people's dreams at will, make hints in sleep, and even brainwash and dominate the other person...

Of course, you can also prevent yourself from dreaming.

Since I was able to control my dreams, I just stopped dreaming because I hate dreaming.

Maybe for ordinary people, dreaming is not a big deal. After all, most of the time when you wake up, you will forget what you dreamed about. But for me, it is different, because I can maintain my self-awareness in the dream, and when I wake up, it is not a big deal. In the end, I can also remember things in my dreams. Of course, the same goes for nightmares.

I remember when I was very young, before I could control my dreams, nightmares became a very scary thing.

And the time in the dream is very ambiguous. When I have nightmares, I can only run away and find a corner to hide, fearing that I will be found...

Speaking of which, at that time I was afraid of being found by something.

I don’t remember much... I just know that it was something very scary that was constantly chasing me.

So sleeping became a very scary thing. Every night I cried and made noises and refused to sleep. My mother frowned and said, "Which succubus can control dreams right after birth..." Is there such a thing? How useless! Squirt... When I saw my mother angry, I became even more frightened.

Fear will make dreams worse. There is a high possibility that the dream every night will be a nightmare. The more you dream, the more scared you will be.

How did I escape from the nightmare afterwards?

By the way, at that time, he was still...

Every time he saw me crying, he would pick me up, coax me, and tell me stories... I stopped crying when I listened, and stopped crying when I felt tired.

What's amazing is that as long as you sleep in his arms, you won't have nightmares. Instead, you will have a dream that is the same as the story he told.

At first, I didn’t understand what death was all about. When I was a child, no one could understand what ‘death’ was like. No, even when I grew up, I still had only a half-understanding.

Anyway, I haven't seen him since that day.

My desire to see him grew day by day. Every day I asked my mother where he had gone, but my mother never answered her, not even a word of comfort, even saying "He went to a place far, far away. He will never be seen again." I won't come back. You can't lie to a child like this.

But she's not the type to say that.

20,000 SF light novel

Later, I thought that no matter if it was a dream, it would be great if I could dream about him. From that time on, I slowly became able to control my dreams.

But as I grew up, I realized that the 'one' I had created was not the real him at all.

He only says fixed lines and does the same things over and over again, without even changing his expression.

Like N in the game

He is very irritable, very irritable, and no matter how he is shaped, he is still far from his true form. His actions are not "out of my expectation," but act completely according to my thoughts.

It was only natural that it would turn out like this, because this was a dream created by myself, and it was all fake. I just felt empty and told the news..., and I never had a dream again. .

I really went too far, creating him and destroying him willfully.

No matter what, he is my dad.

Now that I think about it, it was actually my mother who sneaked into my dream and shaped it like that...

..remembering boring things. "

But now, why am I dreaming again? Is it because the period of changing roles has come?

And this dream seems to be beyond my control. The scenery and things are all beyond my imagination.

I heard that most people's dreams are bizarre, because dreaming is an unconscious brain activity for humans, and they cannot control their dreams. So dreams become very strange, and become a world where anything can happen. But because I don't have the ability to sneak into other people's dreams like my mother, and I can't even get out of dreams, so I don't know what other people's dreams are like.

Maybe it's similar to what I see now.

Anyway, just stay where you are and wait quietly for the moment to wake up. I have been doing this in this dream these days.

No need to do extra things, anyway..

Everything in the dream is fake.

Just when I was thinking this, a cat walking on two feet came from a distance, with a cool expression and sharp eyes, but holding a basket of flowers in his hand.

The little cat walked in front of me, and then picked a red rose from the basket and gave it to me.

I pointed at myself and asked with some surprise.

"That, for me?"

It nodded.

I squatted down, took the rose from its hand, and touched its paw, which was so soft...

The cat gave me the rose and turned away, but before leaving, it looked back at me, as if inviting me to follow it.

"Then-.Just take a look around."

I was really...bored...