Chapter 37 You can't open the door. I know that your

greedy hair at home is very soft and smooth, like an extremely luxurious and precious silk. Shu Mo knows that a long time ago, an extremely luxurious dress seemed to be popular among the upper class. That is to use extremely rare star iron to blend into a high-grade spider silk, and let skilled craftsmen forge the star iron dozens of times until the material is completely transformed and fused with the spider silk to weave it into a soft and rich material. The textured fabric makes even the hem of the skirt reflect little bits of light when walking.

At this moment, the greedy hair gave him this feeling. As Shu Mo touched it, he even had an illusion: Is this really the way human hair should feel?

Greedy lowered his head and was caressed by him quietly. A sound like the roar of a beast came to Shu Mo's ears. After turning around in confusion, he suddenly realized that the sound came from the man in front of him. The other party's purple hair was a little messy by him, and he kept his head lowered for a long time. Shu Mo couldn't see his expression, but could see that he was almost tense like a bow, with every fiber of his body... His muscles were all straining, and he had to exert all his strength to restrain his inner impulses, such as the desire to pounce on the person in front of him, tear him into pieces with his teeth and hands, and swallow them into his stomach.

Shu Mo paused his fingers and noticed that Greed seemed to be staring at him. Behind the beautiful dark purple hair, those green eyes were hidden behind the layers of long hair, staring straight at him, so hard that even the corners of the eyes seemed to overflow with red, it was obvious, as if he was slightly alarmed. You will be instantly swallowed up by it.

Shu Mo even felt that the person in front of him was enjoying his touch, but at the same time he was dissatisfied because of this closeness. He wanted more, more, more, and his desire was insatiable.

Shu Mo's eyes turned around. He didn't look at Greedy at all. Instead, after touching it with his fingers for a while, he said softly:

"Be good..."

Those green eyes stared at him from the corner of his eye. The inside is constantly shaking, filled with greed as thick as asphalt, and a desire so strong that it almost devours people alive. Shu Mo could even see the green pupils being slowly compressed, condensing into a long horizontal line in front of him. They looked like herbivorous animals, such as common sheep, zebras, and elk, because these were very small. As soon as he heard the compliment, his eyes went blank, and he was so stimulated that his pupils kept shrinking.

After Shu Mo rubbed it twice more, he tried to retract his hand, but the man suddenly raised his head. Before that, Shu Mo pressed his finger up again, and now the man's body seemed to have been cast by a restraining spell. at every turn.

A breeze blew through the garden, and the fragrance of flowers blew onto Shu Mo's body with a gentle touch, making his body temperature suddenly cool down. Only then did the man realize that his back was covered in cold sweat. Shu Mo didn't show any timidity. He rubbed Greedy's head again, as if he heard a slight hum from the other party. Under such a stalemate, Shu Mo felt that his hands were a little sore from rubbing them.

The young man's fingers paused and he withdrew his hand again. This time Greedy seemed to want to make another move, but Shu Mo said to him, "I'm tired."

Shu Mo was not looking at him. He knew Greedy had noticed that he was looking. Him, but he no longer intends to continue. The man slowly raised his head. At that moment, he showed an expression that seemed dissatisfied, but Shu Mo avoided his gaze.

A sound similar to that of a beast grinding its teeth came. Shu Mo turned his face. The two of them were quiet for a while, and then the man said reluctantly: "Thank you."

Shu Mo finally took a breath, and then he realized that he I am a little tired and exhausted. This kind of fatigue is not just physical fatigue, but also mental fatigue. Too many things happened in this short day. Shu Mo was a little tired and wanted to go back to his room to rest.

Greed seemed to notice his fatigue. He looked at the person in front of him without blinking, and reached out his hand to gently touch the area that the man had just touched. The man was so satisfied that it felt as if every bone was being touched. He seemed to have never experienced such a feeling before, and he only wanted more.

It was really comfortable...

His greedy hand circled Shu Mo's wrist a few times, but in the end he didn't speak again. Shu Mo thought he would continue to pester, but the purple-haired man let go and said to Shu Mo:

"Are you tired?"

"Please let me take you back to rest."

Greedy looked much more normal. Shu Mo declined his proposal politely, but the man continued: "I just noticed that someone has invaded the laboratory."

The man's voice sounded very pleasant. He was wearing a special uniform with sparkling decorations on his shoulders. : "They came for you."

Shu Mo was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, but after hearing these words, he still opened his eyes. The young man looked at each other with probing eyes and greed. After a moment, Shu Mo said: "You are How do you know?"

Greedy smiled: "Because this is that guy's laboratory." He snorted softly and said bluntly: "No one except the members of the Seven Commandments who want to hunt down the blasphemers. I came here to seek death at the risk of offending Rizhu."

The man's tone sounded very calm. He didn't seem to hide anything in front of Shu Mo. There was an almost beast-like purity in every move, and he didn't think Shu Mo was angry. Identity is a taboo of sorts.

"Well, what you said makes sense." Shu Mo tilted his head, just missing Greed's eyes that became extremely gentle at that moment.

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

The man pressed his fingers on his face. His green eyes under his purple hair were clean and clear, but they suppressed some extremely paranoid and stubborn emotions. Anyone who is green will be frightened by it:

"As long as I am here, no one can hurt you."

Unexpectedly, the greedy tone sounded very calm, and he did not swear with gritted teeth, or it was like an oath in a comfortable manner. Mo didn't show anything in front of him, but his calm tone seemed more sincere and stronger than those oaths.

Greedy looked at Shu Mo in front of him. He half-knelt in front of the young man without even the slightest hesitation. Shu Mo slowly took a step back and looked at the people in front of him who were bowing their heads to him. There was no one else in the garden. Shu Mo was in a surveillance blind spot. No one else witnessed this scene. Only a sea of ​​flowers witnessed everything in front of him.

"I beg you, please let me protect you."

Shu Mo looked at the person in front of him. Just as he was about to shake his head, Greedy continued: "Even if you refuse, I will stay by your side."

...This is like being a rogue . What's the difference!

Shu Mo stared at him, greedy but stubborn: "If no one is by your side, what will you do next time you are attacked?"

"They will come again, you can try to trust me, Shu Mo."

Greedy raised his face and looked at him. He raised his lips and smiled: "Only I can protect you."

Looking at his eyes, a sentence suddenly flashed in Shu Mo's mind: Greedy is obedient enough. dog, you can put him to good use.

"...But I can't give you anything."

Shu Mo said, "I'm not worthy of your doing this."

Greedy stretched out his hand to him, and after Shu Mo hesitated for a moment, he put his hand on it. He didn't even know why Greedy chose to follow him. Such a relationship made Shu Mo hesitate. But the man seemed extremely satisfied. He squeezed Shu Mo's hand tightly for a moment, but then he slowly let go because he realized that Shu Mo didn't like this move. After a moment, the man said with satisfaction: "You will always I don’t know how important you are to me.”

“You saved me, so I want to be by your side.”

“This is my wish,” Greedy said, “It’s you who fulfilled my wish. This feels burdensome.”

is that so?

Just accept it, don't need to think about why, and don't need to feel burdened by it?

Shu Mo looked at the person in front of him. After a moment of silence, the young man sighed. He stretched out his hand tentatively, and Greedy blinked and pressed his hair against his palm.

The man's hair was very soft. Shu Mo frowned slightly, but finally said softly: "If you need anything, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"...Okay?"

Greedy looked at him and blinked in flattery. Blinking, then the other person narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, the man smiled: "Okay."

When they looked at each other, somewhere no one knew, the edge of the book in Shu Mo's hand scratched. After passing through some viscous liquid, drop by drop sliding like asphalt, those tiny tentacles seemed to have captured something invisible in the air, and returned to the page of the book with satisfaction.

It was as if something had captured the food and feed, and after slowly devouring it, it let out a non-existent burp. The viscous liquid slowly flowed towards the inside of the page, and returned to its original state before the owner who was holding it noticed.

【thanks for treatment. 】

These four big characters slowly appeared inside the page, and then disappeared quietly.

In the spacious laboratory, apart from the cold machines, only the director was left. His chairs were wider than other people's chairs. The man sat in his own exclusive seat and stretched out his hand to rub his body. The fingers are like a lion taking a nap.

Even at this time, he did not take off his gloves. The director stretched out his hand and pulled apart his long gray-blue hair, letting it spread behind him, forming a fog-like gray-blue color. The luster on it was gray and dark, dim but flashing with dangerous light. , as if even the light was submerged by it.

He was sitting lazily on his chair. There was a crisp clicking sound from the ceiling, but a small spider was quickly approaching in this direction, and then landed on the director's shoulder. After shaking his body, , then climbed all the way up to his cheek, and after lying on the bridge of the man's nose, Dagger Xiu shook his body and slowly got back into the director's eyes.

"It's too rude to wander around my laboratory like this and dirty my floor."

The man let go of his hand, turned the golden eye in a circle, and fixed it. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a row of documents on the desktop. The man with long gray-blue hair held his face, picked up the documents and opened them for a while, as if he had picked a lucky person at random. His long gloves touched the portrait. He raised his fingers and tapped the table hard. A footstep slowly sounded outside the laboratory:

"Sir, are you summoning me?"

"Some bishops in the trial are very rude.

" The commander threw the portrait on the table: "Go and teach him the most basic etiquette lessons."

A withered hand emerged from the shadows and slowly took away the portrait. The other party tore it into pieces and swallowed it. Then he asked again: "...Do I need to be left alive?"

The director did not answer, and the hoarse voice excused himself before turning around and leaving. Accompanied by a strange buzzing sound and heavy breathing, the voice became increasingly louder and louder. Far away, and then completely disappeared.

The director put his hands back in his pockets, but suddenly touched something. He stretched out his hand and took out a handful of dice of different sizes from his pocket, some of which were still stained with blood.

Most of the dice are green, and one of the dice is a beautiful rich green. The director looked at the things in his hands. At this moment, he seemed to hear the faint sounds of crying and begging for mercy in a noisy group. Those sobs were connected together, making people feel pitiful.

In the quiet laboratory, the man listened to the crying in his ears. He played with the dice expressionlessly. After losing interest in them, the director reached out and threw them into the trash can.

The night passed peacefully like this, and Shu Mo finally had a good sleep. He stood up and changed his clothes. Due to physical reasons, men always sleep very deeply and dream about many strange things. For example, last night he dreamed that someone stood in front of his door and called his name all night long. , and has not left yet.

This must be an illusion.

Shu Mo thought, nightmares these days are really strange.

He was sitting at the dining table, about to make a simple breakfast, but the moment he pulled out his chair, he suddenly heard... a knock on the door.

"Sir Shu Mo."

A sweet voice came from behind the door. At that moment, Shu Mo froze completely. He was still holding the plate in his hand, but his back was covered with cold sweat.

"Please open the door."

The man stood behind the door and said in a tone that was as sweet as syrup: "I have prepared breakfast for you."

"Bang bang bang."

The knock on the door rang again: "Shu Mo, Open the door, I know you are at home."