C25 Fallen angel

This way, the people would be more cheerful.

Yes, yes, yes!

Anyway, I'm in charge of his wardrobe. Next time, I'll put in white clothes.

Hehe, looking at his face turning green, angering him to death, hahaha …

Liuchuan looked at Mu Mu with a sad face, then burst into laughter. Ye Zichen was confused.

"Wood, what are you laughing at? What's so funny? "

Liuchuan, finally unable to hold back from waving his hand in front of the nervous wood, woke her up.

Ah!" Sorry, sorry, Xuan... I was distracted.

Wood's head drooped even lower.

Damned demon, why do you keep pestering me when you're fine!

I hate to tell you to go away!

Go, go, go!

"Right, Xuan, you plant your own bamboo!" So powerful. You like bamboo a lot, don't you? "

Wood, hurry up and find another topic to talk about.

If this continued, he would be defeated by the dead demon.

They were really close to the Infernals. They missed the Infernals all the time.

Mu Mu was stunned. 555555... Why did I think of a demon again?

"Mm. Wood, what about you? Do you like bamboo?"

As he was turning around and talking to the wooden log, the wooden log suddenly smelled a delicate fragrance. He couldn't tell what it was, but it should be something like perfume.

However, the smell was soothing.

Unlike the fresh, cold lemon smell of the dead demon, it was like a restless factor that was poured into the wooden cells of the body.

Yes, there was a faint smell of mint in the demon's hair. It was light, clean, and soft on the tip of her nose, and that night she slept with her eyes fixed on him. Her thin red lips curled up in a mischievous gesture; her black, sword-like eyebrows stretched; the side of her nose was the most beautiful, handsome and upright. Not only that, his skin was so white and smooth that not even a demon with pores could be seen sleeping. When I slept, it was so cute and obedient, just like a cute baby trying to be coaxed to sleep.

"Wood, what are you thinking about?"

"Ah?" Me? Did I go into a daze again? "Isn't it?"

"…" For a moment, Flowing River was speechless.

Wood, his face red, did not know what to say.

55555555555... The dead demon told you to go away, how far away you are!

Why do you still come to my head to mess with me? Like a man with two fangs bared, he thrusts his little hands into the air and opens his little black wings, revealing a face full of "Hey, little devil, I'm coming too!" Xie. A mischievous expression, a little scoundrel wreaking havoc everywhere, a little devil! You have to hit your little PP to vent your anger!

I'm dizzy, the sun is shining today, I just took out his pillowcase and quilt to bask in the sun.

However, he was too overjoyed to accept it in the afternoon.

"Sorry, Xuan, I still have things to do tonight. I have to go now... "88, I'll see you next time."

Mu Mu said, waving his hand as he ran down the road.

"Wood, wait a minute. Your hand seems to be injured? Wood... "Wood …"

Liuchuan had finally found the wound on Mu Mu's wrist that was still clotted with blood, but she had already run far away.

He watched as Mu Mu Mu left … It disappeared into a black dot.

Where did she live? It shouldn't be the dormitory of the school, because this direction isn't right!

Deep in the night, the ancient castle was filled with gloom. It was majestic and silent, like a person who had lost a bosom friend for many years and was silently grieving.

Wooden wood. He gently pushed open the iron fence. The electric door opened by itself and Uncle Hong walked out.

"Wood, come."

Uncle Hong brought the medicine box and carefully bandaged the wound.

"Wood, where did you run off to? It makes us so worried. "

"Uncle, I'm sorry. I've let you worry about me."

"Wood, can you promise me one thing?"

"Hmm? "What is it?"

Uncle Hong thought for a long time before sighing, "Wood, I know that Young Master's personality can be very vile at times, and is unreasonable. But... But please don't call me a fiend from now on, okay? Don't use words like devil or vampire to describe him, okay? "Even if uncle pleads with you …"

"Uncle, please don't …" I... I... "I understand."

Wood, head down, silent.

Why do I have to keep lowering my head today? It's not like I did anything bad.

Under the light, the wooden eyes were swollen like a red cherry, suffused with a clear, cold red color. Concussive.

"Sorry, Wood, I apologize on behalf of Young Master."

"No. No... Uncle, please don't, it's not your fault, it was his fault! It's none of your business. "

"Ai …" Wooden, actually, young master, young master, is also an orphan. "

"Ah …" He's also an orphan? "

"Yes." Young Master has been an orphan since the day he was born. "

"What?" "This …" He was silent for a moment and then asked, "Oh right, uncle, is the main suite for guests?"

"No, that's Young Master's private room. Normally, no one would dare to enter. Because the Young Master does not like others to touch his things, almost no one has ever entered. "

"Right."

So that was really his room.

No wonder he always said he was in his bed.

So it turned out that he had broken into someone else's bedroom, and aggressively caught him as a thief!

"Wood, have you noticed that ever since you came, the young master's words have become more numerous and he has become more cheerful?"

"Is there?"

Wood, his face full of questions. What, those threats, those laughs, she didn't want!

"Sigh, I spoke too much today. It was very late, Wood went to rest. Go to bed early and go out for another day tomorrow Sunday. "

After Uncle Hong had left, the image of an orphan flashed through Wood's mind.

People without parents were destined to have no sense of belonging.

Just like a boat drifting in the dark night, drifting forever, wandering, at a loss...

He was stunned for a moment before suddenly realizing how terrible the situation was.

Wood, wheezing. He opened the door and gently put down the quilt.

The surroundings were still dark, gloomy and cold without any sign of life.

As if he was suffocating, he opened the lamp on his bed. He decided to open the window and let the moonlight shine in!

The light went on.

Then, an "ah" sound was heard!

Zou En, his whole body sunk into the large sofa. His expression was expressionless as he remained silent in the corner, like a child who couldn't get any candy.

"Hey, I said you're fine, stop scaring me!" Do you know that you can scare people to death by acting like this? Why don't you say anything? Do you think you're a piece of wood? Do you think you're a statue? Do you think you're some kind of invisible person? "Those who don't know, will be scared to the point of having a heart attack. Those who have had a heart attack will be scared to death by you. Those who don't have a heart attack will also …"

Wood, tucked into pillows, railed at her as if she were the master of the place.

But halfway through, he suddenly fell silent.

Zuo En stood up and walked over.

The light made his shadow look lonely, like the last rays of the setting sun, magnificent and sudden.

"You … You... "What do you want now …"

Mu Mu was so nervous that he was at a loss for words. Could it be that the eagle had caught the chicken again?

Forgot it, he hated other people's nagging the most.

In the end, Zorn did nothing but lie down on the bed. He felt it.

Mu Mu was stunned for a moment. Why was his action so abnormal today?

Did he suffer some sort of setback?

"Hey, are you okay? Did you catch a cold? Are you out of your mind? Thirsty? Eye pain? Hm? "Mmm?"

Before he could even imagine what he was saying, he heard a "Pu" sound and was already in Zuo En's arms.

After asking so much, he only said four words to turn off the lights! Sleep. Feel!

"Hey, hey! How can you do this! "

"Don't forget, this is your duty to be my pillow every night!"

"Ah?" This... "Seems to be so …"

"No, it's definitely not! We have an agreement! "

"You … I... "You, you …"

"I'm so sleepy. If you keep making noise, I'll bite you!"

"…"

Ah, silence is gold, silence is gold.

And yet, he was waiting for me? So he didn't sleep?

No pillowcase or quilt. Generally speaking, Fiends were very evil. Evil, good, good.

Throughout the night, Wood was still unable to sleep.

The main thing was that the demons had stolen her air again, and the air around her was filled with the scent of men.

Wood looked at his right hand, which was wrapped in a thick Band-Belt. Injured? When did this happen?

His mouth and right hand were covered with the OK State. It seemed that he had suffered more injuries than me. For the moment, his heart felt like it was going to collapse at any moment. What kind of nonsense was this?

If only the demons were like this every day.

Wood, just like that, lay face to face with Zorn all night.

It was as if they had known each other for a long time, to the point where they no longer needed to talk. They only needed to exchange glances to understand each other's thoughts.

The little gold chrysanthemum in front of the bed was still open. It was timid, tender and yellow, blooming with a golden radiance. Its petals were fragrant, and it was trying its best to grow in the direction of the "sunlight" at any time!

In the confusion of consciousness. As he fell asleep, he heard Zorn mumbling to himself, Daddy, Mommy, don't go away, okay? "Hug me, hug me, hug me okay? …"

Wood, wood, wood, wood. Sleeping in a state, nose a bit sour, originally, so called pillow, is just a kind of pure spiritual support.

No one is born a demon, the so-called demon, perhaps by God was carelessly forgotten in the corner of the fall. It was just a Fallen Angel.