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Chapter 46 From Hell (12)

Eric came back safe and sound. Seeing the kitten in Zhao Yutang's hand, Mrs. Smith understood everything. She thought the child was attracted by the kitten, so she just ordered a few words not to run around without looking into the reason.

Because the environment of the place he went to was too dirty, Eric inevitably got some dirt on his body. He changed into soft home clothes and knocked on the door of Zhao Yutang's room.

He raised his head, his eyes were clear, "It's time for you to redeem your promise."

They agreed that he would let the kitten go, and she would be the one hurt by him.

Hurt someone?
Eric was excited, he'd never really done anything to other humans, he was too young, always the underdog.

But Zhao Yutang, this strange oriental girl told him that she could be hurt by him, and she would not tell anyone about it.

She actually gave up the theory of the strong and the weak, willing to be hurt by him.

Zhao Yutang nodded: "Come in."

She had just come out of the shower, her long hair was wet to her shoulders, and Eric smelled the faint scent of jasmine, her shampoo, as he walked past her.

Zhao Yutang found the shards of glass confiscated from him. It reflected light slightly under the incandescent lamp, like a sharp dagger. This "dagger" returned to Eric's hand again.

She took off her coat, revealing her fair arms and shoulders, "Come on."

She stared at the clean floor, not at him.

The system issues a warning at this point.

[Attention the host, please confirm again if you want to do this? 】

Once the devil drinks blood, it is difficult to control.

Zhao Yutang ignored her, her voice was soft and gentle, persuasive and persuasive.

"You can do to me what you want to do to the cat, that's our deal."

Yes, this is the deal, Eric raised his hand, the shadows of the two jumped and twisted on the wall - the devil stabbed the dagger into the lamb, and the scarlet blood splashed on his white face.

In the middle of the night, Eric lay on his single bed and touched his chest in bewilderment. The heart was beating violently, blood was gurgling to his limbs, and he was hot all over.

Are you excited?

But more like a protest.

Eric stayed up all night, as long as he closed his eyes, his mind would be full of that scene—the tender skin broke open under the sharp glass, scarlet blood flowed out, and his nose was full of rusty bloody smell, This is the scene he has imagined countless times. He should feel satisfied and excited, but he can't distinguish between these emotions.

His whole body was burning hot, and he could smell the faint scent of jasmine in the bloody smell of the pavement. Zhao Yutang turned her face sideways, frowning tightly because of the pain, her neck was snow-white, and the crescent moon birthmark behind her ear was particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, Eric didn't care about the wounds and blood that should have been attractive to him, and all his attention was on the weak oriental girl in front of him.

He was confused, hesitant, his hands were shaking, and shards of glass fell to the floor and shattered in two.

Doing what he likes to her, but why doesn't he feel happy?
Early the next morning, Eric got up early, he couldn't wait to see Zhao Yutang again, and wanted to express his doubts.

Zhao Yutang came down later than usual. Mrs. Smith was making breakfast, and the aroma of toast was already coming out.

She walked past Eric without speaking, let alone looking at him.

Eric jumped out of his chair and followed closely.

"Jade!"

He rarely spoke, and this was the first time he called her name.

Zhao Yutang didn't look back.

(End of this chapter)