chatter9 1 On the highest rooftop in the city, the setting sun burned the sky.
She stood on the top of the rooftop, with her hands in the pockets of her black windbreaker, looking into the distance.
Her dark brown hair was like a fluttering butterfly, flying lonely in the dusk.
Her ruby earrings reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, shining brightly.
With alluring brilliance.
Her eyes were slightly narrowed, looking lazy and charming.
Her dark purple pupils were as fascinating as ripe grapes, but there was no trace of warmth.
Her excessively pale face made her lips look particularly bright red.
The back of her long coat was blown up and down by the wind coming from all directions, and the silence around her made people tremble.
There was a smile on her lips, which was incompatible with the coldness in her eyes.
A man was kneeling devoutly behind her.
It could be seen from his shaking shoulders that he was very scared.
He pursed his lips tightly and lowered his eyes with fear.
A drop of sweat was slipping from his forehead, falling to the ground and raising hot dust.
"You mean you haven't found her yet, right?"
Don't skip words.
She said lightly, her white-gloved hand had been taken out of her pocket, and the fingers of her right hand gently caressed her left wrist, looking elegant and calm.
The man's face changed drastically, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down.
His lips began to crack on both sides, and the blood flowing out turned out to be green.
His limbs were twisted at incredible angles, and the sound of bones exploding could be heard from time to time.
Soon green blood was oozing from every pore in his body.
And his eyeballs actually exploded with two "pop" sounds.
"Well," she murmured in a low voice, as if she was embarrassed, "why do useless people exist?"
The man's last cry was blocked by his melted tongue, and his body completely turned into a pool of green viscous liquid with disgusting bubbles.
"God King" The corners of her mouth curved upward.
A gust of wind blew up, and there was no trace left on the empty rooftop. 2 "Youre" I looked at the little shota Sylvid who was just above my knees walking in front of me, and said one of the few English words I know.
He has been since he was delivered to my house by courier the day before yesterday.
He appeared in front of me with a very arrogant attitude.
I was expecting my wise grandma to find him and drive him out with a kitchen knife.
But grandma actually liked him very much and wanted to keep him at home.
Moreover, he threatened to kill me if I threw him out.
I'm just going crazy.
"Thatsaright" He didn't even glance at me and walked forward on his own.
Come and eat Olet What's the meaning "Hey, hey."
I hurriedly ran up to him and grabbed him.
"Please, don't come with me."
My eyes were wide open and I squeezed out tears.
He glanced at me lightly, my liver trembled, and I let go: Oh, you, you, please go away."
Okay, I'm a loser.
But I really didn't dare to look at him, because I didn't dare to go against his wishes at all.
What a shame, being threatened by a young lady all day long Although there were a thousand or ten thousand reluctances, the school still arrived.
Sylvide, who had short hands and short legs, put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked arrogantly in front of me.
I could only shrink my head and pretend not to recognize him.
But despite this, he is still very conspicuous.
Have you ever seen such a small child walk so seriously and look so cute?
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Therefore, it is inevitable to attract crowds.
Xiao Zhengtai is handsome in appearance, cold in temperament, and has an aura that no strangers should enter.
If he is a "big" handsome guy, even the most nymphomaniac females will think twice about him.
But the problem is that the handsome guy has not grown up yet and is in the young stage where everyone will ravage him.
This gives crazy females an opportunity to take advantage of him.
The females lost their last bit of sanity.
Look at the female student in the miniskirt in front who is trying to touch Sylvid's silky hair with her long-nailed claws with a ferocious expression on her face.
And the red-haired female wearing awl high-heeled shoes actually tried to touch Sylvid's soft face.
What's incredible is that the old female with a nickname like "Dean of Discipline" actually tried to use: ot kid, your mommy is here Where are you?
Do you want your sister to take you home?"
He chatted with the little Shota Silver in animal language.
All this seems too crazy, but our young lady Sylvid still looks extremely calm.
He said calmly: "Get lost," he paused, "or die." " The group of females couldn't help but be startled for a moment, and then burst into howls of joy: Oh, oh, it's so cute, so cute, oh, kawaii, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, kawaii, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
I hid behind the 15-meter-diameter pillar in the hall and wiped off the biggest sweat of my life.
If you have read the previous chapters, you must know that Sylvid is a terrifying figure who can turn people into ashes in an instant.
Also, I'm not sure if he has a bad temper. just in case You know.
Just thinking about this, I shouted that it was over.
At some point, Silverd's right hand from his trouser pocket was taken out, and purple lightning was flowing on it, making a roaring sound.
From my angle, I just saw him with his head lowered and his face gloomy.
Oh Although I don't like those females too much, after all, they are animals protected by national legislation, and protecting rare species is the obligation of every citizen.
So, while shouting "I borrowed it", I quickly squeezed to Sylvid's side, picked him up, and ran away quickly.
This description was so obscene that I felt unbearable every time I thought about it.
The vast herd of beasts chased us hysterically, shouting slogans: "Ot pervert, let go".
You say, why do these females not understand me so much?
Who am I working so hard for?
Is there such an unbridgeable cultural gap between different races?
Little Sylvide lay quietly on my shoulder, staring at me closely with his big eyes, as if to say: I guess you know the truth. etc.
Something seems wrong I hid in the library building, ducked behind a pillar, and put my palms on Sylvid's chest. no heartbeat I was stunned there for a long time, and then I asked weakly and tentatively: "Oh, you are a dead person."
Sylvide flattened his mouth, put his arms around my neck, and buried his head in my shoulder: "I thought you didn't want me anymore
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Uh, if you don't play like this, you think I'm your mother.
It seemed that he was frightened by the ferocious female animals.
"Sweet honey, your smile is so sweet, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze."
A strange singing voice suddenly came from deep in the library.
Hey hey "Who is it?"
I looked around in horror, who is it?
Is it haunted?
An antique ghost who likes Teresa Teng It is said that the library is one of the places with a high incidence of supernatural incidents.
I held Sylvid and carefully explored "Hey" said Sylvide in his arms.
"Shhh" don't say anything.
He rolled his eyes and pointed to the bookshelf at the end: There it is. chatter9 Chater9 is typed by members.
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