Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

The long silence continued in the study. When the burning oil lamp gradually dimmed, the silent deacon sighed softly: "The prophecy tablet in the ruins of the gods has been deciphered."

"God, maybe you could go and see."

When the god stumbled into his bedroom, he looked up and saw the young man sitting on the bed with a sleepy expression, stroking the fox in his arms time after time, lowering his head and muttering something in a low voice.

Hearing the sound of the door being knocked open suddenly, I raised my head in astonishment, and stared in the direction of the sound in a daze.

What's wrong is this...?

What stimulated you? ?

Fox Grubb somehow felt that the atmosphere was not right, and quietly jumped out of bed and slipped out.

Chaos leaned on the door frame and bent his body slightly, raised his head and stared at the ignorant young man on the bed, a storm was brewing in his obsidian eyes, like a ghost from hell.

"Sheri... er..."

There was darkness in front of me, and I instinctively felt that the other person's mood was not right, and I didn't dare to talk to him, but I shrank my body weakly and timidly towards the corner of the bed, trying to minimize my sense of existence.

"Are you afraid of me?!"

"Are you afraid of me?!"

I whispered weakly in my heart.

That's not.

As for your perverted behavior, I'm not afraid of you.

Chaos staggered to the front of the bed, tightly grasping the bed curtain with his right hand, the veins on the back of his pale hand were trembling slightly.

The young man raised his legs and shrunk himself in the corner. His long eyelashes were slightly half-drawn, covering most of his pale golden pupils, and he was staring blankly at the direction of the bed sheet.

There was no expression on his face, like a marionette that had lost its master's control, lifeless.

His white neck was covered with red marks, and there was a tooth mark just below the earlobe.

She was wearing a dark silver robe, covering most of her slender body, making her look extraordinarily thin.

Even on the verge of an angry collapse, the first thought that came out of Chaos at this time was:

Why did you lose weight again?

The god took a few breaths, leaned his body halfway, raised one foot, half pressed his knee on the bed, and wanted to reach out and touch the boy's head.

Unexpectedly, the young man shrank slightly, closing his eyes and trying to hide behind.

"Don't be afraid of me!! Why are you?!"

The pressure on my neck was getting bigger and bigger, and I couldn't help but grab the back of the opponent's hand with both hands and coughed very uncomfortable.

His feet unconsciously stepped on the soft and silky sheets, leaving wrinkles and traces of struggle.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, his legs were clamped by the opponent's legs, restricting his ability to move.

"Sheryl! You can do it!!"

The neck was pulled forward by the opponent's hand, and then hit the wall hard.

The instant pain made my head dizzy, and the strength of struggling in my hands was much weaker.

Hold…!

What are you doing!are you crazy? ! !

The body was forced to turn around by the other party, and I knelt on the bed with my legs slightly spread, and my upper body was pressed against the wall. The cold touch spread to my face through the curtain, which made me hiss.

Immediately another body was placed behind me, and the temperature was frighteningly high. I could clearly feel a pair of the other's body inserted between my legs. One hand clamped my hands and locked them behind me. A hand reached forward to caress his throat.

The bony and slender hands pressed against the too slender neck, and the rapidly rising temperature caused a thin layer of sweat to break out from the body, which was slippery and moist.

Due to the pressure on the opponent's hand, the teenager had to be forced to raise his head, panting slightly with his eyes closed.

Chaos lowered his head slightly, buried his head on the young man's neck, and opened his mouth slightly, revealing his sharp canine teeth.

The sharp teeth pierced the opponent's fair and delicate skin, and dark red blood gushed out immediately, carrying a strong bloody smell.

The momentary pain made the boy frown tightly.

Chaos' eyes were slightly red, and the sweetness of blood and the enormous power it brought made him unable to resist sinking.

Too much scarlet blood slipped from between the lips and teeth, flowed over the young man's fair back, and then fell on the soft bed quilt along the buttocks, deepening the darkness.

The loss of too much blood made the brain a little dazed, and because of blindness, I only felt that the darkness in front of me was mixed with darker dark colors, constantly swirling and spinning in front of my eyes.

The strength of the struggle was completely annihilated, and the forehead dripping with cold sweat leaned against the wall in front of him, and even the panting sound between his lips and teeth gradually disappeared.

All painful touches are like a thick fog, gradually becoming numb, and a dark color thicker than darkness sweeps in, completely paralyzing people's consciousness.

The air around the bed twisted for a while, and the well-dressed deacon bowed slightly in the direction of the bed, and reminded at the right time: "God."

Chaos suddenly woke up.

A strong smell of blood overflowed from the curtain, and the boy in his arms was already silent.