C13 If you don't want to die

He pulled open the door and walked in. Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

It's so dark around here. Who's the one who pulled all the dark curtains? There was no wind. Was the window closed?

Looking to the left, he saw that the small sunflower in the vase was still there. He didn't know why, but Mu Mu Mu heaved a sigh of relief.

Because it was too late, he didn't want to disturb his sleep next door. The person who felt this was Mu Mu. He walked over to the bed, which was decorated with gold and silver ornaments, and was about to put down the blanket when he suddenly …

Ah!" Just as he shouted out, he was pushed down onto the bed.

Who is it?

Thief?

Ah, it must be a thief!

Wood, desperately struggling against the heavens, was there anyone who could catch the thief!

"If you don't want to die, then shut up!"

This... This... This Voice...

Ah, demonic!

It was the fresh, pungent smell of lemons on both sides of his nose. The smell was not wrong; the sound of a dead pull was not wrong; this icy, cold idiom, "If you don't want to die," was even more true.

"Hey, what are you doing in the guest room?"

Wooden wood, struggling free from the demon's claws, asked unhappily.

This person's mind isn't right. He's sleeping in the classroom. Forget about sleeping; what are you doing in the guest room so late at night instead of resting?

"Let me go, you demon!"

The wooden logs continued to be used as an excuse.

With a "pa" sound, the bedside lamp lit up.

The demon laid on top of the wooden log, one hand holding his head, but he was still wearing sunglasses, so he couldn't see the sharp look in his eyes.

Wood, from head to toe, looked around. If you didn't see it, it would have been fine. However, when you looked at it, you immediately felt that this room was so hot … Hualala … Hot air rose up to his face...

The devil sleeps in black silk. His clothes, his chest, were still open, exposing his tanned, muscular skin. His mouth was half smiling, half sneering, and his eyes were shining pink. Pink luster, good sense of character ah; nose still handsome and dignified; bushy eyebrows up...

"Have you seen enough!"

Ah!" You... You... "You …

When the demon began to stutter again, it laughed, and the chill immediately spread to the center of its brow.

"If you don't want to die, don't always say 'you' in front of me, okay? "Little Stuttering …"

"Who do you think you are?"

Mu Mu, upon hearing that she was stuttering, retorted angrily.

"If you don't want to die, don't say 'who do you think you are?' especially in front of me!"

"You! Who do you think you are! "Damn it, even the devil Satan of hell can make people talk …"

"Say it again, if you don't want to die …"

Before the demon could finish his sentence, he said, "If you don't want to die," and even Mu Mu heard it and became afraid. "Demon Pact" came again. Are you done yet?

"I'll tell you too! I still want to live! You are not allowed to keep saying this in front of me if you don't want to die! "Otherwise …"

"Or what? "You dare to threaten me? …"

The demon's tone became colder and colder. Light gathered on the surface of the mirror as sharp as a sword's edge cleaved over, exuding a chilling aura!

"Do you think I would be afraid of you? "What a joke …"

Wood, eyes wide, bravely went over!