Fanwai Qianzel

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The corpse gradually cooled down, and his excitement calmed down slightly, looking at the knife on the deceased's chest, he bent the corners of his lips very happily and disappeared into the night.

Love these things - killing, blood.

Until he had a very different attention to a prey, a very different curiosity and interest.

When he first met her in the tavern, he was intrigued by the girl's calmness and calmness. The things she asked about were simple, but they did have something to do with her own thoughts.

He loved those eyes, calm and gentle. And when she speaks, she has an indifferent voice.

At that time, he was a little interested, so when he saw her again, he was strangely reluctant to kill, so he had to compromise and think, just keep her eyes, although I wanted to collect it, but I didn't want to see her eyes empty. He couldn't say why, but he just didn't want to.

But the prey tiptoed and kissed him.

A moment of palpitations, heartbeats, soft against his lips, so beautiful that people forget to breathe.

It's not that he hasn't seen lovers kissing. But it's disgusting, isn't it disgusting to kiss your lips and teeth?

But it's also true that it's not annoying. He even felt a little fascinated, and took the initiative to rub the corners of her lips closely, completely conquered by this novel feeling.

He gave her an exception, and more patience than ever. He likes to be close to her, tease her, and create surprises for her that he imagined.

He is the mark of a blonde, blue-eyed, pure-blood aristocracy.

Staying in the cannibalistic palace since he was a child and watching his mother be killed, Qianzel's heart did not fluctuate when he was a child, but he was only slightly dull occasionally.

It wasn't until he watched the execution and blood gushed out that his mood suddenly became very happy, and since then he has found something to make him happy.

He's not a normal person, he knows.

But so what. Why normal?

And there is no doubt that he is a gifted man who can survive from the palace, and even, if he wishes, he can go and sit in that highest position.

But the palace could not be satisfied with the killing, and he began to wander around idly until he met his most beloved prey.

The first time he kissed, he knew that there was such a taste in this world, which made people reluctant to kill another person, and could even be infinitely tolerant and patient with this person.

Even, began to be willing to change for this person.

Where in this world does anyone like perverts, but he doesn't care. However, she said that she hated it, but it could make him so flustered that he was at a loss, and his heart palpitations made it difficult to breathe.

I hate it. Then he changes. Don't hate it if you change it. This sentence is nasty, it can really kill him.

In fact, he didn't get rid of the habit of killing in the end. That's a way to get pleasure since he was a child, so no matter who he sees later, his first reaction is always to look at the skeleton first.

But slowly, he was able to get happiness from other ways as well.

He likes to study cooking, because every time he makes something fresh and delicious, she is amazed and amazed, and she eats happily and satisfies him.

He likes to look at the stars, because every time they look at the stars together, the surroundings are quiet, like the two of them are enclosed in a small world alone.

He likes bedtime stories because her gentle narration allows him to clearly appreciate her care.

So actually, it's not that I like those things.

It's just that I fell in love with someone.