Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

After Kevin put him on the bed, he went down to continue drinking with his brothers, regardless of whether he took off his shoes or jacket.

An oil lamp was lit beside the bed, and the dim yellow light flickered peacefully in the quiet room, casting a warm and peaceful look on the boy's face.

The window was not closed, and the cold wind from outside came in, making Cheryl shiver.

However, being drunk, he didn't consciously cover the quilt, but shrank himself even tighter.

A small ball, sleeping like a newborn baby, which is an expression of extreme insecurity.

The air at the end of the bed began to distort, taking on an unnatural shape, the oil lamp flickered twice, then suddenly went out, leaving only a trail of blue smoke.

The owl outside seemed to have found the food it wanted, made a "cuckoo" sound, and then spread its wings to catch it. The sound of flapping wings was especially loud in the silent night.

The distorted air calmed down, and there was already an elegant young man with red eyes in the room.

The corner of the young man's mouth was raised in a perfect arc, and his eyes looked gently at the sleeping boy on the bed.

He put the palm of his right hand close to his heart, bowed slightly and saluted, and his long black hair slid down smoothly, like fine silk.

A magnetic voice sounded softly, containing infinite love and longing: "I'm late, king."

Xiu gracefully walked to the window and closed it softly, as if he was afraid that the sound would wake up the person sleeping on the bed.

After confirming that no trace of cold wind could blow in, Xiu walked slowly beside the bed, half-knelt down, and carefully took off the shoes on the boy's feet.

The moonlight shone on the boy's white feet, and because they were exposed to the air, the toes were slightly curled up, and the pink and tender appearance was truly lovely.

Xiu stood up, took the water basin and veil specially prepared on the cabinet in the tavern, heated the water with magic power and dried the veil, then half-kneeled down, and carefully wiped the boy's feet, slowly wiping them bit by bit. , very careful and serious.

After a while, as if he couldn't help it, he gently kissed the boy's instep, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing the master's suppressed emotions.

—Fortunately, I didn't lose you.

The elegant moonlight caressed the sleeping boy like a veil, Xiu raised his eyes and stood up.

Because it was really uncomfortable to sleep wearing a coat, Xiu Possession helped the boy's body, let him rest his head on his shoulder, and gently took off the coat.

The steady breathing resounded in the ear, and the lips touched Xiu's ear lightly, and the atmosphere became ambiguous unknowingly.

Xiu gave a low laugh, put him on the bed, covered the quilt carefully, and quietly looked at Cheryl's sleeping face.

The blush cheeks, the alluring lip shape, and the strong smell of alcohol all quietly hinted at something.

Cheryl seemed to have had some bad dream, his brows were wrinkled, his eyelashes were trembling, as if he wanted to wake up.

Just as Xiu wanted to stretch out his hand to smooth the gap between his eyebrows, he was held by another hand.

"... Xiu..." Cheryl unconsciously said in his sleep.

Xiu's eyes became softer, he held Sherrill's hand behind his back, and pecked lightly at his mouth: "I'm here."

"It hurts...don't hit me..."

"I don't know... where is Cheryl... I didn't kill him..."

"Trust me... okay... okay"

The last sentence has a strong crying sound, which makes people's heart tremble when they hear it, and they can't help but feel distressed.

Xiu smiled again, leaned over and kissed Cheryl's forehead, with infinite tolerance and pampering: "I believe you."

"Wang is so afraid of pain, why would I hit you?"

"You've always been my king, always have been."

The elegant voice is like a violin, bit by bit, it gently soothes the emotions of the dreamer.

Cheryl's frown gradually relaxed, falling into a deeper dream.