Ghostland

The trauma suffered by the spirit must be made up for materially.Anyway, the consumption in the group was all accounted for by Metatron, and Raphael took Asmodeus to a luxurious meal comparable to a wedding banquet.Not satisfied after eating, I went to hang out in a bar that was as cold as a haunted house.

It was rare for a guest to be delivered to the door. Jin, who was hanging upside down on the wine glass rack together with the goblet, immediately recovered from the bat to the adult state, took out the new wine list, and introduced it with a human face: "Congratulations, you have won the once-in-a-millennium wine list. I really envy you guys, you are really lucky, in the words of Shi Feixia, 'the koi will all suck European energy from you'! I am going to announce the good news now, please calm down and don't get excited, because My medical methods are limited to bloodletting, which cannot solve complicated conditions."

He paused, took a breath, and solemnly announced: "Our shop...has just developed a new cocktail series - 'Sweat Drops'. All the tastes in this series are brand new, original, and unprecedented. You are very grateful It is an honor to give priority to three of them, namely 'Seashore Fragrance', 'Morning Dew New Mud' and 'Pond Deep Treasure'. Which one do you two want to try?"

The three names are very imaginative, but the taste is unimaginable.

Asmodeus hesitated for a long time, and chose "Shenbao in the pond".Since it's a hidden treasure, it's not bad at all.

Jin praised Asmodeus' taste, and looked at Raphael expectantly.

Raphael waved his hand, all points.

Jin was so happy that he sent two more glasses for free.Six glasses of new-flavored cocktails were neatly placed in a row.Yellow, dark yellow, yellow-brown... The liquid in color from light to dark and from deep to light quietly refracts the dim light of the bar top lamp in the transparent cup, which looks mysterious and strange.

Before Asmodeus reached out, Raphael took a cup and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

Jin grasped the wine list slightly, and asked nervously, "How is it?"

"...Thanks for the hospitality." Raphael put down the cup, smiled and pulled Asmodeus up, and left the scene quickly with a quick but steady pace.

Asmodeus walked, looking at his face curiously: "Isn't it delicious?"

It's okay not to say it, but when I said it, I remembered the wonderful taste of the wine, and Raphael almost vomited it out.Can Noah's Ark complain about false advertising?He wants to complain!

Seeing that his face was completely green, Asmodeus was also a little scared: "Is it really so bad?"

"I didn't know what the smell of soil was like before," Raphael said with a look of joy after the disaster, "now I have experienced it."

The smell of earth?

Asmodeus couldn't imagine it: "What you drink is 'Shenbao in the Pond', does it mean the silt in the pond? 'Morning Dew New Mud' is the earthy smell mixed with morning dew? What is incense'?"

Rafael saw his face full of curiosity, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and told him to wait where he was, then turned around and went to the bar. After a while, he came out with three bottles of wine, and took him to the bar with great interest. The 66th floor - thanks to the angels and fallen angels, this hotel doesn't even have an elevator, and the average human being has to call an ambulance halfway through - if the ambulance personnel are also human, they may be too tired to get down after going up .

Raphael took the room card from Asmodeus, opened the door, and swaggered in.

Asmodeus stood at the door, hesitant to speak.

"Come in." Raphael turned his back on customers, took a cup from the small bar, and poured a glass of "Coastal Fragrance". It didn't look like he wanted to complain before.

The golden liquid swayed in the cup, like Raphael's flowing hair.Knowing that the taste was very strange, Asmodeus couldn't hide his curiosity and affection for the wine.

Raphael shook the wine glass and said, "Don't you want to know its taste?"

Asmodeus walked to the small bar, summoned up the courage to reach out his hand, but was blocked by Raphael.He said: "You don't drink well, and you might get drunk if you drink it."

Asmodeus felt reasonable and looked at him expectantly.

Although there was a plan when he came, he still resisted a little when he carried it out—the smell of this wine is terrible just by smelling it.but!For my beloved Ace, what is fate!Raphael licked the wine forcefully.

An indescribable taste sang all the way from the tip of the tongue, straight to the forehead, the ecstasy taste, like drinking footwashing water that has been brewed for hundreds of years.The most frightening thing is that there is still an indescribable sandy taste in my mouth when I savor it.

Is the fragrance of the coast the smell of a sandy beach stepped on by a pair of bare feet that have not been washed for hundreds of years? !

Raphael looked at Asmodeus' curious eyes, collected himself, put down his wine glass, leaned in front of him, and gently pinched his chin with his fingers.

Asmodeus: "?"

Raphael's face slowly moved forward, and Asmodeus slowly backed away until his heels touched the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Raphael lowered his eyes, looked at the light pink lips that were close at hand, and kissed them vigorously.

Asmodeus turned his head slightly, Raphael kissed the corner of his mouth, paused slightly, along his cheek, gently pecked all the way to the earlobe before stopping, and asked seductively: "Don't you want to know the taste of wine?"

Raphael’s voice is extremely pleasant, magnetic when it’s deep, and clear when it’s high, otherwise heaven wouldn’t often send him to preach everywhere. When he speaks with this voice close to his ears, it’s quite, Pretty foul.

Asmodeus desperately protected the last string of reason, and said in a low voice, "I can take a sip myself."

Raphael leaned in front of him: "I can let you take a sip."

"..." Asmodeus' throat became dry with tension, and the strings in his mind stretched to the limit.

Raphael sighed softly: "How many times do you have to hide from me, huh?"

Asmodeus opened his mouth, wanting to say that I didn't, but he couldn't pass his own test.Whether there is, he knows in his heart.Many times, it's not that he didn't know Raphael's hints, it's just that the beauty in front of him seemed to be in an illusion, and this sense of uncertainty made him hesitate to take that step.

It seemed that as soon as he walked out, the illusion would be shattered because of his greed.

but……

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly raised his eyes—there was really a shadow of himself in those eyes that were as beautiful as the sky.

Perhaps, as long as the movements are gentle and careful, the other party will not disappear?

Just when Raphael thought he had failed to attack the fortress again, and was about to withdraw his troops, Asmodeus, who was forced to the wall, suddenly closed his eyes, leaned forward, and pressed his lips precisely against his.

Warm breath intertwined.

Raphael's heart jumped twice with joy, and he once again turned his back on the guest.

Asmodeus trembled slightly, then was hugged tightly by Raphael, and went deeper step by step...

Raphael licked very little wine, and now it has no taste-he didn't want his first kiss with Ace to smell like feet or dirt.So when Asmodeus was dazed by the kiss and his heart was beating wildly, there was only one thought in his mind, it turns out...the soil is sweet.

Later memory, Asmodeus was blank. He only knew that when he woke up the next day, he was sleeping alone on the bed. The three bottles of wine brought by Raphael had been emptied, and only the transparent bottles were left. At the small bar, proving that the memory of last night was not a dream.

Asmodeus supported his head, and just sat up when he heard someone push open the door and come in.

When Raphael went to the restaurant alone in the morning, he received a wave of suspicious and speculative eyes, and Mammon also deliberately reminded him that being an angel should not be too beastly—what a decent reminder!Although what they guessed did not happen yesterday, he believed that according to the progress of last night, it would not be a dream to come true tomorrow!

"Yesterday," Asmodeus said two words, only to realize that his mouth was a little swollen, "us?"

Rafael set up breakfast happily: "Don't you remember what happened?"

...Actually, I still remember it.

For example, standing by the wall of the small bar and kissing first, then kissing on the sofa, and then... Asmodeus pulled the quilt and buried his head in, not daring to face reality.

Raphael tugged at the quilt, didn't move it for a while, and then pulled it a second time.

Asmodeus raised his head, showing half of his face, looked at him eagerly, and said sullenly, "I just want to taste the wine."

Raphael's smile became a little more obvious, and he asked calmly, "Well. How does it taste?"

Asmodeus flushed with shame, he was silent for a while and said, "It's very sweet."

This is simply a perfect score for his performance yesterday.Satisfied, Rafael began to look forward to tonight's time again. Yesterday, he was just above his neck, and the next step should be... couldn't help but beam with joy.

Asmodeus' neck and back were cool, as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast, and his body got further under the quilt, but a second later, he was dragged up by Raphael to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Asmodeus avoided Raphael's clutches who suggested taking a nap, and insisted on going downstairs for a walk. When he went out, he happened to meet Mamen who was going upstairs.

Mamen glanced ambiguously at the door behind him, and said with a smile: "I remember, I booked a room with a big bed for one person."

Asmodeus couldn't take it, bowed his head and blushed, Raphael stepped forward, and the soldiers came to block him: "As far as I know, all honeymoon rooms are a big bed."

Mamen teased, "Honeymooners are called husband and wife, and they have a marriage certificate. Generally, those who are in a relationship are not envious."

Rafael countered with a smile: "Well, so envy is not a normal relationship."

Mammon took out a small box from his pocket and threw it to Asmodeus: "Party gift."

Raphael reached out.

Mammon said, "There is only one family. Are you sure you want it?"

Raphael immediately withdrew his hands, watched Asmodeus open the box, took out a palm-sized badge, and showed disgust: "This black star bead is ground out of the leftovers of the black star stone, right?" A small black bead, only two or three millimeters in diameter, to someone with bad eyesight, it might be regarded as dust.

"It's social etiquette to say 'thank you' politely," Mammon said.

Rafael said: "Well, according to social etiquette, after hearing 'thank you', I will only politely answer 'you're welcome.'"

Mammon: "..." Mehta is so cute, why is he so boring, wasting time and saliva with a magic stick.