My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

Snook sat at Troy's desk.

The table of the blond boy was very clean and tidy.

Those magical furniture started working the moment he entered, the boy snapped his fingers at the leisure table, and a cup of hot coffee flew directly to Snooker's right hand side, along with an exquisite dessert.

The boy took a sip from the cup, looked back at the order of the porcelain cups on the leisure table, and suddenly paused.

The magic is fixed, so every time the magic rag cleans the coffee cup, it will be placed in a fixed order.

Troy's cup is the first, and the last three are served to the guests.

But this time, only Snook came in, and the furniture took it for granted as the owner, and automatically handed over the first cup.

Snook lowered his eyes and held the handle of the cup with his right hand. Troy drank coffee with his right hand, so when he picked it up, his lips would always touch the same place on the rim of the cup.

And now——the red-haired boy just sipped it, and it was also in this position.

"..."

He took a few more sips until he drank the whole coffee.

In fact, snooker doesn't like bitterness.

He prefers sweets, and the taste of coffee is prepared according to Troy's preferences. For Snoke, it is a small torture.

"I'm sick, Troy." Snoke frowned, put down the finished coffee cup, and said lightly: "I always like such bitter things, but I think I don't have enough bitterness? Idiot."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly smiled mockingly: "That's right, the pampered and well-clothed prince, where did he experience any hardship?"

No matter what you think or do, you are too naive.

Just like this time—that fellow Shilih believed whatever he said, and didn't even go back to the palace to ask for an army, and went directly to the kingdom of blood with that vampire alone.

Fundamentally - just looking for death!

After getting the message from Troy from the messenger elf, the red-haired boy finally knew why Sirih didn't come to seek cooperation with him at this point, and it turned out that he had his eye on Troy.

A vampire is not a good thing. Although Snoke had a small deal with him three times before, he never really trusted him.

Shilih's purpose is not self-destructive revenge, this guy is very shrewd, just to use himself to help him overthrow the blood emperor's rule, and then cross the river to demolish the bridge, but what the vampire did not expect was that Snoke would really After that, the blood race was completely wiped out, including him.

The little elf tossed and turned on the bed, suddenly twisted its wings with one hand, and threw it directly onto the sofa in the room.

"!"

Before he could react, he saw the red-haired boy consciously climbed onto his owner's bed.

"..."

In the past two days since his return, Snooker has basically spent in Troy's room.

It was so natural, as if everything about the blond boy belonged to him.

The messenger elf who saw it was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing the little guy's angry eyes, Snoke's lips curled slightly, he smiled, and said, "Have a good rest, little guy, tomorrow morning, I'm going to rescue your naive and stupid master."

The elf suddenly flapped its wings angrily, and the way it gestured with its limbs seemed to be warning the red-haired boy not to call his master stupid again.

Snoke nodded and sneered: "Okay, he's not stupid. He's not particularly stupid if he sent you to tell me and let me lead the army over there."

The elf put her hands on her hips, as if to say——you just know it!

"..." But then I felt something was wrong.

The red-haired boy lay on his back on Troy's bed, staring at the ceiling silently.

The painted glazed ceiling reveals dots of colorful mottled light.

The red pupils are magnificent and exquisite, reflecting the photos hidden in the glass.

——It is a photo of the king, queen and Troy's family.

Troy in the photo is still very young, about four or five years old, with big eyes, blue pupils, as bright as a starry sky, like a hanging galaxy, compared to stars and sea sand.

The immature face reveals a little innocence, but at this time Troy still has a little arrogance, and that cute little face shows a taste of "I am a prince, I am high above".

Like a child pretending to be proud.

"..."

Snoke looked away, snorted lightly, and murmured: "Sure enough, I've been annoying since I was a child."

It's really annoying to look at like that.

Even though he thought so, a smile appeared on the corner of the boy's lips.

The pillow exudes a delicate fragrance, which is the fragrance that can be smelled on Troy.

Snoke came here after taking a shower.

During the few days when the elf ran back, he basically spent in Troy's room.

The owner's shadow is everywhere in the house - especially this bed.

The white hand gently caressed the pillow, and the boy's red eyes flashed a few traces of mist.

Obviously disgusted, but eager to touch.

In the palm of my hand, I can still recall the feeling when I was grasped by the blond boy in the dark basement.

So warm and so powerful.

Pull a person who is waiting to sink in the mud directly.

Why would anyone want to sleep in Troy's room.

Snook couldn't tell, he only knew that he should be able to sleep peacefully.

Drowsiness strikes.

His slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he closed his eyes.

It's a bit ridiculous to say.

He was clearly an old enemy, and he had fought for three lifetimes, but he never thought that one day—he would be able to see a dream that he had never had before in the bed of the other party.

The brain seems to be confused by the smell of Troy.

The blond boy in the dream was so arrogant, no different from the previous three lifetimes.

It should be so annoying.

Anger welled up in Snoke's heart.

Troy's chattering taunts and abuse filled his ears, and he really wanted to kill him like before.

But inexplicably, he felt that his throat was a little dry, and his eyes moved to the lips of the blond boy, thinking - it would be nice if Troy couldn't speak.

The scarlet eyes stared at the boy opposite until he stared at the boy silently, as if he was afraid and dared not say anything.

Only then did Snook start to walk slowly towards him, and the blond boy backed up step by step, his blue eyes could see a hint of timidity, but his stubbornness soon took the upper hand.

In the dream, Troy gritted his teeth and wanted to turn around and run away, but before he could run, he was grabbed by the red-haired boy and pressed hard to the ground!

Maybe another fight.

Snoke thought, it's time to punch Troy mercilessly in the face.

But when he came back to his senses, the red-haired boy stopped, and found out in disbelief that his fist didn't hit Troy in the face, but subconsciously pressed the back of the boy's head below him, forcing him to look up, and then—heavy Kissing the boy's lips.

So that he can no longer speak, he can only bear it passively.

so entangled.

full of pathos.