Chapter 163: You are my only weakness (part 2)

Chapter 163 You Are My Only Weakness (Part 2)

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I watched her for a long time,

Until, she suddenly raised her head, revealing her entire small face.

That is a very beautiful face,

I can't tell what it feels like,

only know,

She is like the most beautiful poppy,

To me, there is a fatal attraction.

so,

I didn't move.

Because of a strong sense of crisis told me,

Can't touch,

Because once touched,

Just possibly, forever addicted.

but me,

How can you let yourself, someone with an addiction?

only,

I did not expect,

She will appear in front of me again in this way.

tied up, not afraid,

Open those beautiful eyes, looking at me quietly,

also asked me - can you stop?

I-

It's ridiculous to say it,

I actually felt that I couldn't say the words to reject her.

Or,

The second I saw her,

My only impulse is - want to untie, want to hug her, want to kiss, want to do all the intimate things,

I don't know what's wrong with me,

Maybe crazy,

The hot and passionate emotions in my heart erupted like a volcano, completely uncontrollable.

I'm always looking at her uncontrollably,

Looked, looked again,

at last,

Keep looking at her from the corner of your eye.

I know I'm crazy, totally crazy.

after that,

Between us, many things happened,

She always likes to wear red clothes, red skirts,

likes to pester me, seduce me unscrupulously like a goblin.

She has a sweet tooth and loves to lazily nap on the sofa,

You must hug me when you sleep, and you like to call me over and over again—Asu.

Like a simple little girl,

But. Not simple.

I always knew that she was not an ordinary person.

Although science has proved that there are no demons and ghosts in this world,

But,

I know, she...probably a goblin.

Even after taking a shower,

The scent of flowers on my body can always cover the smell of all shower gels,

Blood can instantly heal human wounds and heal himself quickly,

Being able to say a few simple words made ten men turn against each other and kill each other,

And there is

Her eyes, when extremely emotional, will turn into a coquettish blood color.

It's like the thousand-year-old banshee described in The Classic of Mountains and Seas.

That idiot,

When the secret is revealed, I don’t know how to hide it better,

When I asked her, she didn't know how to lie to me,

Obviously as long as she said it and gave an explainable reason,

How outrageous, I will believe it.

only,

She still bowed her head silently, not speaking.

So clumsy that I don't know how to find a reason to cover up myself.

I keep thinking,

This goblin, fortunately, didn’t show his secrets in front of others,

otherwise,

I'm going to kill again, so I'll help her deal with the follow-up.

Although it is not very troublesome,

But at the end of the day, I don't want others to see her as something different from ordinary people.

That little goblin, just show it off,

if only,

She don't leave, stay with me obediently,

Fairies, so what?

only,

I suddenly discovered that this fearless little fairy is actually very insecure.

He is like a child in his heart, very innocent and sensitive,

Probably because I got angry that time and completely frightened her,

Every time she accidentally breaks something, she grabs my hand nervously and apologizes carefully,

The slightly wet and red eyes stared anxiously, as if worried about being thrown away soon, extremely uneasy,

I don't know why she is so insecure,

Obviously, the time I got angry,

I just want her to know that her safety is what I care most about.

only,

She was still frightened, and her eyes were red from crying.

has also cast a shadow since then.

That evening,

She took a pen and wrote down what I taught her stroke by stroke in our wedding room,

I hugged her, looked at her side face, my heart was so soft,

It’s like, my baby is also guarding my feelings very seriously,

Reciprocally, thinking about each other’s feelings,

She doesn't like me being angry,

Why do I want to see her trying so hard to hide her uneasiness?

so,

I held her hand, stroke by stroke, wrote down my hot heart,

No other meaning,

Just wanted her to know—

Don't be afraid, I'm always here.

(end of this chapter)

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